𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 || 𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒

nineteen.

She then heard him talking to someone else on the phone, only being able to make out some of the words that were being spoken in English.

"It worked......we have her...no...yes...The Executioner is ready....."

The brunette quickly tuned it out, not liking where it was heading and instead tried to figure out a plan to free herself from the situation she had wound up in.

Before she could think too much, she felt the restraints around her body be removed as she was then demanded to stand up and stay still.

The dim lights then turned on as she was led into a terribly lit hallway. Surveying her surroundings, she realized that there weren't that many people to take out. Just the people that were with her and then there were maybe a dozen or so other people.

It seemed easy enough.

She had handled worse.

"Готов к миссии, солдат?" [Ready for your mission, soldier?]

Elliot hummed in mocking agreement. "Готов к миссии, солдат." She spat in Russian. [I don't comply anymore.]

The man turned stunned towards her, but before he could react, Elliot bashed his head into the side of the hallway, knocking him out cold. The other guards in the hallway turned towards her, cocking and aiming their guns. All of them began to fire at her.

She ducked into a part of the hallway where the bullets couldn't hit her. "Rule number two...no killing." She sighed as she grabbed the gun off the man she knocked out.

Elliot began running through the halls, dodging bullets as she went. She fired a bullet into the leg of one of the men , making his topple to the ground. "Nine." She then slammed his head into the floor with the bottom of her shoe.

She continued her escape, shooting more of the guards in non lethal areas, before knocking them out faster than they could respond. "Eight....seven." She was slammed into a wall by one of the people; however, she quickly spun around letting a gun be pointed straight at her forehead. She knocked her head straight forward causing the wrist of the man to break and the gun to fall to the floor. The man howled in pain before she gracefully spun his arm behind his back, snapping it and shoved him to the floor unconscious from the pain she had caused him.

Two more guards approached her, only to end up with bullets in the hands that held the guns that had been pointed at her. "Six...five...." They too, were then rendered unconscious.

She repeated the same thing to each and every guard that went after her. Then when she ran out of bullets, she had to fist fight her way out, which was only for one person.

At least she was free.

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"B! Where the hell are you?!" Elliot exclaimed into the phone she borrowed from a stranger, seeing as whoever had taken her had smashed hers.

Blood was splattered across her face as her own blood was dried to her chin from earlier. The same crimson covered her black hued clothes, but luckily they couldn't be seen. The odd looks she was receiving was already enough without blood soaked clothing.

"More like where the hell are you?!" Bucky's voice yelled through the phone.

Elliot winced, knowing he was more than angry at her; more worried than angry, but still. "I'll explain it all later...so where are you?"

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a/n: hey friends:) me updating the same story over and over again because i don't know how to begin the rest of the other stories i want to update. hope ya'll are enjoying it.

side note: the russian translations are from google translate and are loosely translated, literally have no clue if they are actually right, which is kind of funny seeing as my mom is 100% russian born and raised there since she came to america to marry my father, but yet, i don't know a fluent sentence in the language...

what are we thinking about this story so far? what about bucky and ellie's relationship? who do you think kidnapped her? who did that person call?

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stay safe. love you lots<333