I wake up, and I am starring at the light above me, the straps that were holding down my limbs were starting to cut into my skin, my wrists and ankles were rubbed red and bloody from my body jerking. My eyes were red; they burn when I blink, my right arm has a needle jabbed into the crease where the elbow bends. I move my eyes, seeing that my head is still strapped down, to look at my left arm, and I find a bunch of circular red holes in my arm.
I am all alone in the room; I am shivering. I lay on the metal table in just my bra and underwear, I hear the door open, and I try and move my head to see who is walking into the room. It was Doctor Vasiliev, he walked up to my left side and looked down at me, his lips pulled into a sickeningly smile that seemed more like he was barring his teeth.
"Oh, Nikolina, I am so glad to see that you are alive."
"What did you inject into my body, you asshole."
"You know the word 'Volk' in Russian means wolf? Of course, you did, after all, you are RUSSIAN."
"You know that I speak over 20 languages, what does the have to do with anything?"
"There are these animals that many believe that is extinct. However, HYDRA has the last two left in the world."
"What animals? What did you put in my body?" I ask, and I pull on the cuffs while arching my back, trying to get away from the doctor.
"It only fitted to me, to take the blood of other wolves and put it into you." He said with childlike joy.
"What? I have animal blood in me? You sick bastard!"
"Well, modified animal blood, we needed to make it stronger, seeing that you are an enhanced human being."
"Why a wolf? Why not something stronger?" I question while my heart pounds away in my chest.
"Their tracking skills, their speed, hearing, and overall their instincts."
I look at him with hatred in my eyes and try to pull at the cuffs, I arch my body hard, and the table shakes. Vasiliev jumps away from the table in fear, and then he chuckles,
"Miss Volkov, there is just one step to completing the serum. However, I am afraid that it is going to be very, VERY painful." He motions to a camera, and within seconds two guards come in, and they brought in an enormous machine.
My heart is racing so fast that I fear that it is going to pound out of my chest; the guards place the machine near my mid-stomach. Vasiliev walked over to it and pushed a button; the device grew long and en-captured my body inside it. I hear a couple more buttons being clicked down, and the machine started up, an intense burning sensation coursed throughout my body, the pain blinding, I try and keep my mouth closed, but in the end, a scream rips its way up my throat. I hear Vasiliev chuckle at my pain, and suddenly, a blinding light appeared all around me. The machine cut off and folded back into itself, I lay on the table panting, my body covered in sweat. Vasiliev motioned for the guards to come in, and they did, they unchained me and dragged me off the table. I land on the stone-cold floor in a heap, my legs too weak from it being able to use them for so long, and my ankles are bloody and raw. The guards nudge me with the guns that are in their hands, but I couldn't move, they grab my arms and drag me across the floor, my entire legs receiving cuts and bruises from the stone.
We arrive at my cell, and they throw me in the middle of the floors, they walk over to the north and south wall, and I see there are cuffs attached to a chain and drilled into the wall. The guards link the cuffs to my wrist, and the metal connects me to the wall, spread my arms out wide. My feet are chained to the floor, and I am not able to move my legs, I am stuck in a kneeling position, the guards leave the room, and I lower my head to the ground, I try and pull my arms closer to my side, but I am unable to. As the door closes, I am surrounded by one thing.
Darkness.
*Two Months Later*
I have been stuck in HYDRA for at least two months; during that time, they trained me to use my new wolf 'powers.' My eyes now flash a bright red when I use my wolf senses; it's not just my iris though, my pupil and iris turn a bright blood red. My hearing has increased by tenfold and so has my sense of smell, my fingernails grow longer and are very sharp, my canine teeth grow to the bottom of my jaw, and the rest of my teeth come to a point.
I am currently working on my escape, thanks to my more extensive training I have grown so much more durable and faster. I lightly pull on the chains that contain my arms. They give a little, a smirk makes its way across my face, and I stretch my limbs into my sides. I ignore the pain in my shoulders and wrists and continue forcing the chains to break. I hear the sound of the metal groaning, and soon there are two loud snaps, the metal falls to the floor, dust rises in the air, and I look around. I reach to my feet and break those chains, I look at the camera and give a taunting wave, a siren sounds, and I hear the sounds of soldiers running towards my cell. I wait until they bust down the door, and when they do, I spring into action.
The first guard runs towards me, and I move my arm in time as he fires his gun. I grab the chain and swing it towards the man's gun, the rope wraps around the gun, and I pull it towards me. My right arm shot the other shackle around his foot, and I swing my arm to the side, the guard goes flying, and I hear his back crack as he makes contact with the stone wall. There is a dead silence that enters the room, and I turn towards the other guard, I smell their fear, I flash my eyes red and elongate my teeth. I feel the adrenaline course through my veins as I run at the guards, I kick two in the face, and I pick up one guard's body and throw him at two soldiers that were running my way.
Two more guards appear, and I wrap the chain around one guard's neck and hold it there until he passes out, I then swing the manacles around, and it wraps around the midsection of another guard. I bring him towards me, and when he was a reasonable distance away, I jump in the air and kick him in the sternum. All the guards and soldiers are down, but I am nowhere near done yet. I walk towards the 'lab,' and I destroy all the machines, I kick the metal table over, and I grab a needle that is filled with cyanide.
I walk down a hall and punch open each door, most are empty, but the last one isn't. There he was, the doctor, Vasiliev. He turns around and sees my transformed features; he jumps away out of fear. I hear his heart beating so fast in his chest, and it makes me happy, I walk towards him, and he opens his mouth,
"Nikolina, wait. Please." I look at him with my cold, dead eyes.
"Are you going to beg for mercy?" I ask in an incredulous voice and a teasing smirk on my face.
"I made you; I gave you these extraordinary gifts. Please spare me, show me mercy. You can be a better person than I am. Just let me live!"
"These gifts?! These aren't gifts; they are a CURSE. However, I shall always remember who gave them to me. You say to be a better person, but you forget, I am a killer. HYDRA and the Red Room raised me. I don't know what mercy is. They broke me as a child, you and madam broke me. You said it was because Natalia was marble, that I had to be Vibranium. I was made to be perfect, like a diamond. You wanted something stronger than marble; at first, I was Diamond, but now. Now, I am like Vibranium. I can never be broken again."
Vasiliev backed away from during my speech, the fear in his eyes made me angrier than ever before. I pull out the needle I was holding behind my back, and his eyes honed in on it.
"What is that?" Fear in his voice.
"A painful way to die," I said, and I lunged. I plunged the needle into the base of his neck, and he lets out a scream, I push the plunger down, and the cyanide enters his system.
He falls to the ground and begins to gag, his hand clasped to his neck where the blood was coming out. His breathing becomes shallow as he looks at me, terror evident all over his face; he falls to the floor and lays down on the cold brick. I crouch down, I lean over him, and keep eye contact. I want to see his life leave his eyes. As he writhes in pain, I let out a dark chuckle and stand up, I look around the room and find a folder with my name on it. I grab it and stick it under my arm, Vasiliev is gasping for air, and I know it won't be long until he dies. I walk back over to him, and I see the light leave his eyes.
I smile and walk out of the room when something catches my eye, another door. I walk over to it and open the lock, I walk into the room, and I am greeted with two sets of red eyes, I hear a light growling, and I flash my eyes at the growling noise. When I do, the noise stops and soon a whimper resonates in the air, my eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, and I see two baby wolves. Their fur is a midnight black with a hint of silver undertone, they crawl on their bellies toward me, and I lower myself to the ground. I reach my hand out, and they run up to me and beg to pet, I pick them up and walk toward the exit. I hotwire a car and get in. I place the puppies into the passenger seat and take off driving with one destination in mind.
Home.
