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Date Posted: 11:51:25 12/02/01 Sun
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Kitkat
's message, ""Enemy at the Gates" - short repost from "Come to Me, My Love"" on 11:47:12 12/02/01 Sun
Enemy at the Gates
Prologue
“Enemy at the Gates” is an excerpt from a much longer story, which I posted on the Alternative Universe Board. In this section of the story, Michael has rescued Nikita from a terrorist group where he is posing undercover. Nikita, a carefree student on a shopping trip, happened upon the group during a drug transaction and was taken by the terrorists to be tortured and killed. Thinking that she might be some use to him in an upcoming mission, Michael takes Nikita from the terrorist stronghold and brings her to his private cabin deep in the woods. There he implants her with a tracking devise and leaves her to sleep off the medication.
Chapter 1
Moonlight falls across Nikita’s face, and like some horror-movie creature, she wakes from a death-like sleep. She chases the thoughts running through her brain with little success, finding that nothing makes sense in her drug-induced state. That she recognizes right away. She has been drugged. Forcing herself to sit up, she knows what she must do. She drags herself to the bathroom and drinks directly from the faucet, taking in as much water as she can hold. Then, she seeks a means of producing some non-damaging pain to her body, knowing from experience that the pain will help to clear her head.
Nikita begins to bend her fingers back individually until the pain helps her to make sense of her thoughts. Hurting, but feeling better, she looks intently around the room seeking a means of escape. Walking over to the window, Nikita looks down and calculates that although the drop is long, it is well within her physical capabilities. She tries the nearest window. Of course, it’s locked. Undaunted, she tries the other two windows.
Nikita is not surprised to find that they are also locked. She smiles to herself. It will take more than locked doors and windows to cage her. She ponders the possibilities. The two windows opposite the door face out one side of the house. The third window faces the back.
Nikita walks to the third window and pulls back the curtain. The full moon provides her with an excellent source of light to plot an unauthorized rear exit. Unlike the side view, which overlooks a small clearing, the back of the house faces almost directly into the woods. She is pleased to discover that she will be visible and exposed for only a very short time once she reaches the ground.
Her vision begins to blur as she strains to look further into the vague darkness in front of her. Nikita shakes her head fighting back the wave of dizziness brought on by the residual effects of the drug. Closing her eyes, she massages her temples in a slow circular rhythm. Within a few minutes, the dizziness recedes.
From the position of the moon, she judges the time to be an hour or two after midnight. Stripping the bed, she covers the windows as completely as possible before turning on the bathroom light. She doesn’t dare risk using the ceiling lamp in the bedroom. The illumination is dim but feasible. As an added precaution, she takes one of the pillows and blocks the light from the crack under the door.
Fighting the dizziness and nausea these few activities have produced, Nikita begins a thorough search of the room. Starting with the bed, she kneels to feel gingerly under the side rail connecting the four posters. While examining the fourth poster, she discovers the loose screw. A few turns and she has it – the means of her escape.
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