-Your Pov-
We all stare at the hole in the wall with open mouths.
Dustin gasps, "The gate."
We immediately walk back down the stairs.
"I don't understand. You've seen this before?" I ask everyone in the group.
"I haven't." Robin answerers.
"Not exactly." Dustin walks down the stairs.
"Then what, exactly?"
"I thought you told me everything about your life Dusty.." I frown confusingly.
"All that you two need to know is that it's bad."
"It's really bad." Steve adds.
"Like end-of-the-human-race-as-we-know-it kind of bad."
"You too Steve?" I exclaim, very overwhelmed.
"And you know about this how?" Robin urges.
"Um, Steve? Where's your Russian friend?" Erica asks.
Oh shit.
He was gone.
An alarm starts blaring causing red lights to flash around us.
"Well It's been nice knowing you guys." I mutter.
Steve runs to the door "Shit."
Russians were crowding around on the other side of the door.
He sticks his head out to get a better look.
Bad move.
The Russians spot him and charge towards us with their guns.
He quickly shuts the door and we all run back up the stairs.
"Go, go, go, go!"
"Shit!"
"Move! Let's move!"
"We're moving, nerd!"
We accidently run into the control room were the Russians in lab coats were.
They spot us in seconds
"Go! Shit! Shit, shit, shit!"
"Go, go, go!"
The Russians yell with us as they chase us.
We push past a Russian in a red suit, with Dustin leading us to who knows where.
We were running for our lives.
Literally.
Until we came into contact with the massive machine that was shooting lasers into the hole in the wall that apparently my own brother has seen before!
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"Holy shit!" Dustin screams in a high pitch tone and I join in.
"Guard!" Steve yells. "Go! This way!"
We push the Russians this way and that way as we run.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit!"
"Whoah!"
"Come on! Go, go, go, go, go!"
"Come on!"
"Shit!"
"This way!"
"Come on, quick!"
"Hold the door!" Steve commands.
We go into a room and slam the door shut to prevent any Russians from entering.
There was a small vent in the floor, a way of escaping.
Steve was holding the door closed with his back against it.
There's no way that he can hold them by himself.
I run up to Steve and push my back against the wall, gasping for breathe.
He turns to me and smiles, In a way of thanking me.
The door starts getting heavier and heavier to hold as they yell.
"Y-you should go (Y/n)" Steve pants.
"What? N-no, If I go you'll die."
"Please?"
"I'm sorry, but no. I'm not gonna let you die alone in a Russian base."
He chuckles lightly.
"Guys! It's not gonna hold! We need to go!" Dustin shouts to me and Steve.
We shake our heads.
"Please! Come on! Now!"
We don't move.
"No! Just go get some help, okay?" Steve shouts back.
Dustin and Robin get the message and look at us one last time, as if it was the last.
"Robin, what are you doing? Go!" I urge her.
She gathers the kids into a huddle and goes down into the vent.
"I'll never forget you!" Dustin shouts.
"Go!" Me and Steve yell.
He goes down and the vent closes.
We hear the Russians yelling, louder and the door opens. Resulting in us being thrown against the corner of the room.
We grunt in pain as the Russians load up their guns to our faces.
We put our hands up in surrender.
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(I know this is Steve's scene but just pretend it's yours and Steve is saying something else.)
-Your pov-
The Russian had separated me and Steve into different rooms, probably so that we couldn't plan an escape plan or something.
I was strapped tightly onto a chair.
There were four out of the thousands of Russians in the room with me and every once in a while I would hear Steve shout or yell something.
"Who do you work for?" The Russian in a green army suit asks me.
"For the millionth time, I work at Scoops Ahoy! We both do!"
He keeps on asking me the same question, as if I was lying.
The Russian punches me in the stomach as some kind of punishment.
"Aghhh!" I yell
"What the hell?!" Look at my outfit! Look at it! You think me and my friend just wear this for fun?! You think I'm a spy in a sailor's uniform!?"
"(Y/n)!" I hear Steve yell from the room across from me.
"Steve!" I yell back.
Thank god he isn't dead.
They punch me in the stomach again.
I grunt in agony.
"How did you get in?" The Russian asks.
"I already told you!" I gulp. "I told you before!" I gasp for air. "Our delivery didn't come and my friends and I, we thought that it was left at the loading dock, so we went into the room, and then it turned into an elevator, and then...and then we dropped again and then, next thing we know, I open my eyes, and we're in this...wonderful facility." I lie nervously, seen as I knew they would ask Steve the same question and he would say something different.
"But I swear, nobody knows about us, nobody saw us. You could just let us go, all right?" And me and my friend who you captured as well, we won't tell anyone about this, okay?" I persuade. "Shit happens, life goes on. and, uh...ice-ice cream! Ice cream, okay? You guys know what Ice cream is. Everybody loves ice cream. I don't know if you have Russian ice cream or if that's considered gelato. I don't know what's what, but whatever you guys want, seriously. USS Butterscotch, I mean, you gotta try it. It is out of this world, I'm telling ya!" I ramble continuously, saying whatever comes into my head as I try and distract them or something.
They burst out laughing at my 'mini speech'
I decide to laugh along with them awkwardly.
"I like this one!" The Russian soldier exclaims.
Well, maybe that worked.
They continue to die of laughter.
"USS...Butterscotch!" He repeats while laughing.
They start to calm down and the soldier in charge leans down to my level.
"Who do you work for?" He repeats.
"Oh, come on. No, no! Seriously-"
He punches me in the face this time, causing me to black out.
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(This may be weird as the characters say each others lines but hope it's not too confusing.)
-Steve's pov-
After many punches to my stomach and face, they unstrap me from my chair and drag me into a larger room.
"Get off of me!" I yell, but they throw me on the ground with....(Y/n)!
She wasn't moving.
Why wasn't she moving?
"(Y/n)?!" I shake her.
"What did you do to her! What the hell did you do!" I shout at them.
I didn't care if they punched me for getting mad.
(Y/n) could be dead.
The ,what I'm guessing is the, boss or main soldier enters the room.
He punches me across the face.
He says something In Russian and they lift me and (Y/n) up into two chairs.
"Don't touch her!" I exclaim.
"(Y/n) wake up! (Y/n). What did you do! (Y/n) can you hear me?"
"I think you and you're girlfriend need a doctor. Good thing...we have the very best." He leans down into my face. He turns to the other Russians and begins to laugh.
Girlfriend?
She isn't my girlfriend.
"She's not my girlfriend, okay!?" I say.
He begins to walk away.
"Bastards." I say. "Hey, let us out of here! Let us out!"
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-Your pov-
"Help!" I hear Steve shout.
I had just built back consciousness.
"Stop yelling." I say to him.
"(Y/n)! Thank god! I thought I lost you!"
"You can't get rid of me that quick Steve. Anyway, are you okay?"
"My ears are ringing, and It's hard to breathe, my eye feels like it's about to pop out of my skull, but, you know, apart from that, I'm doing pretty good. And they're calling you a doctor by the way." He lists.
"Hmm. I love the vibe of this place." I say.
"Charming." He agrees.
"Wait, look at that table over there to your right." I instruct.
"That's left, (Y/n)" He corrects, chuckling.
"Who cares, anyway, look there's scissors."
"Uh-huh." He hums.
"What if we like, moved over there at the same time, we could maybe get over there and then kick the table and knock them into your lap." I explain.
"And I could cut the binds?" He catches on.
"Yeah, and we could get out of here."
"Gotcha. Okay, yeah, we can do that."
Yeah!"
"Those morons. They left scissors in here?" Steve teases.
"Yeah, morons." I join in.
"Total morons."
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Hello!
Thank you for reading! I realize how this one could have been confusing because of (Y/n) passing out instead of steve but I really enjoyed writing it! I do have a high temperature and cough (I took two covid tests, they were negative) So updates may be slower but should have one up tomorrow!
I hope you enjoyed!