In Different Worlds (MCU/PJO) COMPLETED

Bronya

I wake up to find myself in a room that I don't remember entering. But I am also wearing something similar to what Madame wears. This isn't what the Elite wears!

Then I think back to any evidence, but I can't. All I can think of is either my mission or training. A nurse comes into the room I'm in.

"Hello, Sasha. We have a mission for you. Confirmed death in 10 hours," the nurse hands me a file and keys. I skim the file and take in the information as much as possible. But I question the name. It wasn't an Elite name since those all start with T. Did they make me a spy already? I shake the thought away.

Mission Code: 436B 24986

Name: Allison Kuznetzov-Stark

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Location: New York City, New York

I look at the picture, and see it reminds me of someone I know, but can't remember. She was like a sister to me, but I couldn't remember her name. Wait. Her name was Alena! I remember she was the closest thing that I ever had to a friend. I also remember I was sent to kill her, and I wonder why I'm not going on her mission but her sisters. I slide that thought away. I don't necessarily want to go and kill a friend- but if it was a mission I would. No, I wouldn't, would I?

I brush my thoughts away with more force this time and walk out into the hallway. I walk up the stairs silently and with authority, which is something I have always done, but now, it is more than instinct. It's just my nature.

I walk out the doors of what I could call my home. But it seems as if there's something in the back of my mind telling me that it's the place I should hate the most. But I can't find the source. When I feel as if I can breach it, a wave of black covers it, and I get in the white Jeep Summit in confusion.

"Alonya?" I ask after sitting for a few seconds. The A.I. responds with, "Yes Sasha?" I smile a bit to myself and turn the car around.

"Give me the directions for mission code 436B 24986."

"On it."

I make my way down the mountain and to an airport. Once arriving there, I take the suitcase out of the back of the car and walk into the airport. I see a man walk up to me, and he slips a piece of paper in my hand and takes the keys. I don't question it, and continue walking. I look down at the paper, and it says "gate 23a." I walk in the direction it says and slide through security. I guess they don't mind the weapons I have with me. Or the Red Room masked it.

I get on the plane and find myself in first class. On a public plane. I guess the Red Room wants to test my skills.

I wait for a few minutes until I know we have reached a steady point in the air before I pull out the phone that the Red Room had given me when I went on the mission a few months ago.

I scroll around it looking at all the things I had put on it. I had Calvin's number, and debate calling him. Some instinct in me wants to. But I know I can't. He hates me, and the dream wasn't real. It was the wishful thinking of a lovesick child. Which I am not. Love is only for children.

I get out of the contacts and go to the camera roll. I look at all the pictures I had taken during that time. There is one of Annushka, Alena, and I making silly faces at the camera. I smile a bit at our stupidity, but I keep scrolling. I see more funny pictures I had taken. They all make me smile, and I forget about my mission for a few minutes. I just scroll through the memories I had while I was in America for the first time.