ms_legendary: behind a rock (a hero will save us)
My name is Nikita. Seven years ago I was taken off of Death Row and trained to be an assassin by a covert unit of the government called Division. Four years ago, I escaped and I've been hunted ever since. I thought I'd seen everything, every evil the most depraved human minds could dream up. I was wrong...

Breaking the mind open like a geode so the glittering secrets come spilling out )
ms_legendary: movement and rage (sound and the fury)
My name is Nikita. Seven years ago I was taken off of Death Row and trained to be an assassin by a covert unit of the government called Division. Five years ago, my boss, Percy, sent me to infiltrate an organization suspected of selling plutonium to terrorists by seducing the leader. We never found the plutonium, but I did take down Nicholas Brandt and paid him back for the domestic terrors I had to watch him inflict on defenseless women. Four years ago, I escaped Division and I've been on the run, hunted, fighting back where I can ever since. Less than a week ago, Percy set Brandt free to flush me out. He found me, Michael came for me, and we were both going to die, but somehow, I ended up here...

she tries and tries and tries )
ms_legendary: Division captured (safe in these chains)
My name is Nikita. Seven years ago I was taken off of Death Row and trained to be an assassin by a covert unit of the government called Division. Five years ago, my boss, Percy, sent me to infiltrate an organization suspected of selling plutonium to terrorists by ‘getting close’ to the leader, Nicholas Brandt. I seduced Brandt and slept with him. After Brandt broke the arms of a woman to ‘motivate’ her husband, I took him down and asked Percy for five minutes alone with Brandt, no eyes on me, to show him there are women out there who can hurt him too. Now Percy set Brandt loose from prison to get to the plutonium we never found, and the sadistic bastard killed Senator Madeline Pierce, the last surviving member of Oversight, Sean’s mother, and our last hope for presidential pardons, just to flush me out. Brandt found me. And I’m going to make sure I’m the last person he ever lays a hand on...

I was lost! I am lost! Michael... )

January 2013

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