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Date Posted: 11:45:06 05/31/01 Thu
Mirage - 21
Elena turned around rapidly, stunned, just in time to see a dead body drop to the floor. Who...?
There stood two persons in the door, black clad from head to toe. She shrieked back, especially as one of the persons approached her and grabbed her hand. She was too afraid to do anything. "Come on, get out, run!" a familiar voice shouted. She was pulled out of the corridor, out of the storage room and back into the night. But they didn't stop, they increased their speed. The one who'd taken her hand yanked Elena's com unit out of her ear and threw it behind them.
And suddenly the world exploded into red and yellow pieces.
"Oooow", she slowly came into consciousness. Elena's whole body hurt and her head seemed to burst. "Ouch", she gingerly sat up and looked into the concerned faces of Michael and Nikita. "You?" she asked, "What are you doing here?" Michael gave her a small bottle. "Drink that. You'll feel better after it." Elena took a sip and coughed. The liquid burned in her mouth and throat but she really didn't feel as dizzy as before.
"We don't have much time", Nikita explained.
She was confused, stunned and, most important, angry. "What was that?" she hissed, "Why did you send me on this mission and why did you come? Were you in the mood to play hero?"
"No." the word was spoken quietly, but firmly. "No", Michael repeated softly. "You weren't supposed to go on this mission. That was my... mistake, I didn't pay enough attention to Madeline."
"Madeline? She didn't plan this mission, you did! And you screwed up! All... all the operatives in there! They're dead because of your mistake!"
Michael looked down. Should he tell her the truth? Crush her more with the ugly reality? Or lie to her and let her in the dark? He looked at Nikita; her eyes were bright, like two orbs in the darkness. She nodded almost undetectably, smiling a small, sad smile.
He swallowed.
"Yes... that was my mistake; an unforgivable one. But I swear, I never sent you on this mission; Madeline did." "But why?", despite all, Elena believed him. He'd lied to her for so long; and yet she found herself believing his eyes once more.
He sighed. "You aren't fully trained. She hoped you'd make a mistake and get yourself killed."
She winced. Killed? Many questions shot through her head. So many things unclear, so much unanswered.
"Michael." Nikita sounded urging before she left them and went in direction of the wood, leaving Elena and Michael alone.
"Elena, I have to go before they detect we're gone. But please, believe me, it was never my intention to cause you so much pain; I- I always wanted to keep you safe."
He looked intently at her and she felt as if he was staring right in her soul. "You're free, Elena, free to go wherever you want to go. I didn't want it like this, but now it's too late to change it. Here." The disk in his hands was small and shined silvery under the stars. She stared at it, not understanding.
"This disk contains all the things you'll want to know; the whole truth and... some things you'll need. You're free, but never, ever return to Paris, Elena." Before she could say anything, he leaned towards her and kissed her softly on the forehead.
She stood there for a long time, the disk in her hands. Gently touching the skin where his lips had touched her, she turned around and went into the darkness.
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