Escape
The Enemy of my Enemy
Chapter 1: Escape
The room was blasted with a draft of cold, as the night before training day begins. The Russian War Machine finally started, with plans of dominating the whole world. Just a year after the end of World War 2, there were reports of Russian attacks on Japanese bases, and there were random rumors that they took Allied POWs with them. These were highly debated on, and after months and months of political upheaval, the Cold War finally started, as the two great superpowers fought in space, land, air and sea. Although a single country, the USSR was a feared power, both politically and in strength. The first attack was dealt in Alaska, as the Russians paradropped almost a hundred troops and and Alaska was taken in less than a few days. Canada then proceeded to join the Soviet Bloc materiel, out of fear, but the Red Bear didn’t pay heed, and in 1979, proceeded to launch submarine V1 rocket launchers at Quebec, and all of Canada.
The fires raged for days, as America was forced to reunite with the European Union, with the backing of Germany, France, UK, and other countries. The next attack, as told by your commanding officer, was in the quaint countryside of China, as the Chinese disapproved the Soviet offer of joining the Bloc, after witnessing the firebombing and destruction of Canada. The plan was to surround the Chinese border, and then strike with artillery and special ops troops, with plans of taking the country for their own. You are Arkadiy Lisov, a Russian OSNAZ trainee with the Spetsgruppa A; you were handpicked to fight the fight you weren’t supposed to fight. They shipped you off to the borderland of China, in Chita, where they had made it a staging area for the fight against the Chinese. Since you were a former intelligence officer in your time in the Glavnoye Razvedyvatel'noye Upravleniye, or the GRU, you were quickly sent to Special Operations Intelligence training. This was the final day before you were tested. They had set up a compound with guards armed with blanks, and you and a team of other OSNAZ trainees were also sent there to assist you. You had to grab a ‘file’ inside the compound, and you, and your team, must not be spotted. This was a hard task, and you were still awake, thinking of how many people you betrayed at your time at the GRU. Assisting in letting in those ‘unmarked container ships’ full of Soviet troops on Seattle. It was a bloodbath, although it was only a short setback, as the Americans were able to fight back, pushing the troops back somewhat. You had assisted in the deaths of millions of people, people who fought for a fleeting dream of democracy, and for people who were unfortunate enough to be in the harbor when the troops started firing.
“Still awake, Ark?” A lone voice in the barracks echoes, as a pitch black figure approaches you, and when the moonlight shines upon the figure, revealing to be the only friend you had in OSNAZ, Octavia. She was formerly a cello player, until the Cold War caught up, causing her to leave Germany in fear of the Russian army’s retaliation for joining the EU. She was also a very good spy, by most accounts, and knew how to handle a gun, although she’s not perfect, she made it up the ranks of being Major. You could never know what she’s thinking, and her face tells lies every time, although only you can find out. This is also why you were picked in Spetsgruppa A, since you aced every interrogation test back when you joined the GRU, and found out how to sneak in troops to Seattle. The both of you were enemies back in the military academy, causing the both of you to have a falling back when you were in the same group. In the end, the both of you warmed up, since it was inevitable for survival. You then noticed that she was tapping her foot, indicating she wants some answers. You comply, for the most part.
“Just admiring the moon, like most farmers would.” You answer, making it clear that you don’t want to be disturbed. She throws this out the window, though, and asks again.
“I know there’s more to that than admiring the moon.” She asks, even angrier. You thought she was just pushing herself, even if she was your commanding officer, you wouldn’t want to make her angry.
“Alright. I’ve been thinking about the Seattle massacre. Are you happy now?” You answer, a bit irritated, but still keeping your cool.
“Hah. I always knew you had a bit of heart in there.” She said, making you grit your teeth, harder, if you didn’t secretly like her. A bit. You always convinced herself that it was only that much, but your feelings tell you otherwise. You then move to your bunk, as you wave her away, like a fly, which irritates her.
“Hey, I was trying to be friendly!” She says, in a low voice, as you lay down on the bunk.
“Go to bed, Major.” You say, as you slowly fall asleep, fearing the worst for the days to come, as you dream of death and destruction, as the sun slowly rises, trickling sunlight, piercing the clouds.
You then wake up. Sort of. The bed has changed from a military issue double decker bed, into a nicely sized bed for two. It’s like back home, before the Germans brought down the manor you lived in. The barracks has been converted, somewhat, into an empty room, fully furnished, and somewhat a bit better looking than the barracks itself. All the previous occupants were somehow gone, and after a few seconds of scanning the room, realized that the only people in this room is you, and Octavia. There’s a catch, though. She was lying beside you, albeit, without clothes. Upon further inspection, you see that the end table beside her had a few bottles of vodka, and at least 2 bottles of chloral hydrate. Your shirt is on, but your pants are not. It seems like she dragged you here, but upon moving to walk to the window to see where you were, she woke up.
“Hey!” She says, following a raid alarm signal. It was a dream, but that was the least of your concerns. It was the air raid alarm. You wake up, as every recruit runs towards the exit to the barracks, the room now the usual, military barracks that you woke up to every day. You run towards the exit, and see several MiG-15s dropping unguided bombs onto the base, and a large Tu-95 paradropping troops in a nearby base in the process. It looked like Chinese troops, but you didn’t care. You ran to the armory, and began grabbing a gun from the quartermaster. It wasn’t much; it was just an AK-47. Not even a side arm, or a knife and 3 magazines, and hoping that the gun was brand new, you inserted a magazine, and stormed out of the armory, as you see several OSNAZ trainees engaging with unknown hostiles out the armory window. One of them was hit, but the rest of the hostiles were shot, as they moved to the base airfield, as a tank with a Chinese insignia, started firing at the hangars. A single OSNAZ trainee grabbed a RPG-7, and directly hitting a tank track, disabling one of the tanks, but not disabling the cannon, though. The tank then continued firing it’s machinegun at them, killing one of the trainees. Another rocket shot the cannon of the tank, disabling it completely. You then look at the shooter. It was Octavia. You ran towards her, clutching your AK-47.
“What’s going on?!” You yell at Octavia, but she doesn’t say anything, but grabs your shirt, and drags you to a military jeep.
“Get on the machinegun! The Chinese are planning to drop the H-bomb on us!” She manages to say, before stepping on the pedal, driving towards the base exit, as you begin shooting everywhere, attracting the attention of a Chinese Mi-24, as it chases your jeep, the Hind firing it’s gun pods at your jeep, causing you to panic and fire at the direction of the helicopter.
“Sidewinder! Move right!” You say, as the helicopter fires a missile at your jeep. It misses, and explodes on contact with the ground. You then continue firing at the gunship, and by sheer luck, you manage to hit the pilot, cracking the poorly made glass cockpit of the gunship, causing the helicopter to crash into the electric fence of the base, as the both of you manage to escape the base. You then look back at the base, as the Tu-95 dropping a bomb, destroying the base.
“Damn.” You say, looking back at the base. The only thing left was the horizon, and a small town in the distance. The fires were raging, but that wasn’t the only thing on your mind, as Chinese jets fly past your jeep and several paratroopers drop down. This made Octavia turn the jeep off road and into a road that leads into another village. The Chinese troops were trying to check the main asphalt road, and not the road that leads into the village. You turn the gun around, checking for enemy tanks, although none was spotted. You check all angles, and decide that it’s safe.
“It’s clear.” You say with a nonchalant tone in your voice. You were tired, and this was probably enough training for an entire battalion to face. You deserved it.
“Well, that was close...” Octavia says, looking at you through the mirror, as you check around for another time. Better safe than sorry.
“We should dump the jeep. The townsfolk might go crazy on us, driving a Chinese vehicle.” Octavia adds, as you nod in agreement. Octavia drives the car into a clearing, as the both of you exit the jeep and walk on foot, the village not far within walking range. The both of you continue walking towards the village.
“We better hide out somewhere.” You say, hastily, spotting a small apartment nearby. You steadily jog your way towards the front door, Octavia following right beside you. You open the door for her, courteously and lead her inside. Closing the door behind you, you can inspect the abandoned home. Torn wallpaper and broken furniture littered the home, there were stairs leading towards what you supposed would be bedrooms. The windows weren’t broken, though, although it seems like the apartment was abandoned for a few years. Expected as much, from a quaint little de-urbanized countryside village. It was odd, because upon further investigation, it seemed like there was a hollow wall. You bust it open by kicking it, the wall breaking off easily.
“Hey, ‘Tavi, look here.” You say, carrying your voice downstairs as you hear her walk up the steps and into the room.
“Whoa.” She utters as you both look through the dark hole. You see that the hole is bigger than you had thought. It looked like it lead towards something else, something bigger. It looked like an underground mine tunnel, with echoing sounds of dripping water and faint lights. You decide to climb down, as you look above, seeing Octavia is still following you.You finally make your way down stepping on what seemed to be solid ground. You tread on farther down a foggy and damp tunnel, Octavia still hot on your trail.
“What the-” was the only thing you could utter, as you reached the end of the cave seeing that this was not just a cave. The cavern lead to, what looked to be an entire mansion, easily three stories high. The paint looked intact and the entire building seemed to be well maintained.
“Well what do we have here Arky.” you hear from behind you, as you see Octavia standing behind you her hands rested at her hips, admiring the mansion. “C’mon!” She said, pulling you by the shirt towards the front entrance.
She dragged you into the living room and let you go, admiring the entire home in awe. The entire house was filled with finer things, much more luxurious than the other apartment. As well as a larger corridor and kitchen.
“Whoa...this place is huge.” You say looking around and observing every edge of the home.
“Lets go Arky, we need to check it out.” Octavia said waving an arm, inviting you to explore the home.
“You need to stop calling me that.” You say, obliging and following your fellow soldier.
You follow her as she runs about the home, looking at every object and all the details the home had to offer. You can see her oo’ing and aww’ing at everything, just like she did as a young girl. She catches you staring and you quickly look away. From the corner of your eye you catch a small smile growing on her face. You blush.
“Ooh what's that?” she says catching you by surprise.
“What's what?” you stammer.
She looks at you knowingly, “That.” she points behind you, directing you to a small door.
“Oh... that.” you utter looking behind you. “I dunno... lets check it out.” You state, standing up and walking toward the door.
You open it, finding that it leads to more stairs, and low lighting. You walk down the steps gazing a bit as you see before you rows and rows of liquor.
“Oh my...” you hear behind you, as Octavia skips in front of you and grabs one of the bottles.
“Octy, what are you doing?” you say, as the sound of an open bottle rattles the room.
“What? Its just one. Don’t be so stern, share one with me.” she says finding two small shot glasses underneath the shelf grabbing them and presenting them in front of you.
“I guess...Just one...” you say as you walk up the steps as Octavia grabs one more bottle of vodka. She closes the door behind you as the both of you take a seat in a nearby table, Octavia placing both glasses on the table and filling them up.
“Bottoms up,” She says before the two of you indulge the liquor completely, placing the shot glass down for another helping.
“Argh, thats some strong stuff.” you admit, looking at Octavia who’s already filling your glass.
“Oh, Arky, I didn’t know you were a lightweight.” she cooed looking at you teasingly.
“Yeah right.” you say, chugging down the glass and slamming it down onto the table. “Give me another.”
***
You drank another. And another. Jesus, you were bringing the whole place down. You were piss drunk, and you knew that. You wouldn’t be responsible for your actions. Octavia probably knew that, and so the night unfolded, the both of you taking more and more drinks, until you finally broke a glass that you swigged straight from the bottle. This made you more and more drunk, and somehow, more and more aroused. But for the time being something else was bothering you.
“Bwahaha, you don’t remember that Arky? The time your mother made us all clean up after that party?” She cried hysterically, laughing uncontrollably.
“No...” you say under your breath, whilst Octavia continued to burst out laughing. She wiped a tear from her eye and slowly nuzzled her head over your shoulder looking at you with familiar purple eyes.
“I’m drunk.” she said smiling.
“Me too...” you whisper back. For a moment the two of you just sit there gazing at each other. For a blissful few seconds you can finally stare into her mesmerizing purple eyes.
“I need to lie down. Take me upstairs.” She says, breaking the sacred moment. She hangs her arm over your shoulder as you lift her up.
“Sure.” you say, helping your friend towards the stairs. She leans on your right shoulder as both of you go up the stairs, one step at a time. You can feel here struggling to step up them and when she leans into your chest you can smell the strong scent of liquor escaping her steady breaths. You both make it to the top as you a hallway with three doors on each side. You open the first to your left and find a large bathroom, the second to your right is a small bedroom. And the last two door frame to your left was the master bedroom complete with a queen and bathroom.
You both trudge on towards the bed, as Octavia struggles to keep her balance. Nearing the bed you try to lean her down towards it, but instead she clumsily falls, Octavia pulling you down by the arm as you fall atop of her. She giggles playfully.
“H-Hey! What are you doing?” You ask, her body acting against your conscience, as you gain an erection at her actions. You always had this problem around her, and she knew you did.
“I’ve always wondered...” She began, pulling you even closer, your face inches away from hers, making you blush. “Why you’ve always been so nervous around me...”
“W-What?” You ask her, smelling the distinct alcohol in her breath. This would end up bad, or good. By the looks of it, it would end up in a bad. But in a good way...
“Look at you Arky~” She chuckles. “You’re rose red.”
At this point you can’t hide it. Your face indeed grows red and the little space between the two of you isn’t helping. Her rich and distinctive scent intoxicates your senses. You try to say but your throat is incapable of uttering anything and your breath catches short. She quickly ends the silence by eliminating the gap between the two of you, planting a delicate kiss.She quickly releases, shying away and facing you, matching the shade of red on your cheeks.
“Sorry... I’ve always wanted to do that...” she whispers under her breath, eyeing you with those radiant orbs of violet. You can’t stand the silence growing upon the perfect moment, so you return the affection, planting your lips onto hers. She lets out a slight squeak in your mouth as you gently slide your tongue inside.
You continue your kiss, exploring her mouth more and more as she begins to moan in delight, her tongue interlooping with yours as well. You slowly begin to kiss her neck and slowly down to her chest, as she begins to unbutton her jacket and shirt revealing her round and plump breasts.
You unclip her bra straps one after the other, as you continue your way towards her chest. You begin to lick and suckle slightly at her nipples, enjoying the arousing moan that escapes her mouth. You move your left hand toward her other mound, and begin massaging it soothingly, making you more and more excited.
“Get those off...” She whispers, clearly frustrated as she realizes that she was wearing a belt.
“Sorry...” You apologize, as you move down to her lower regions. You begin to unbuckle her belt and slide off her heavy cargo pants, revealing her cute pair of panites, that also recieve the same fate. She lets out another adorable squeal, spreading her legs and revealing you to her delicate flower. You give an experimental lick, tasting its unique essence, and moistening the outer petals. She moans louder and sways her hips a bit forward, invitingly.
“Please...” she utters, biting her lip sensually.
You give no protest as you lean in for another lick, lapping a bit on the outside of her love, relishing the erotic shrieks escaping her mouth.
remove your pants and your boxers, as she flips you over, and moves down, so she can face your hard member.
“Ooh... this looks big!” She says in delight, as she begins to stroke it with her left hand, as she begins to remove her jacket with her right hand, as she moves away her hand so she can remove her top, revealing her large breasts, as she returns to your cock to stroke it even faster.
“Mmmgh...” You grunt in pleasure, as you lay on the bed, as she begins to move her mouth to your penis, as she begins licking on it. She then takes the cock in her mouth, as she sucks on it, moving up and down your penis as she bobs her head, as you struggle to not moan in pleasure. It fails, as you begin yelping, opening your mouth slightly, as she continues sucking.
The room was a bit noisier now, from ghostly silent to just plain popping sounds, as she continues sucking, noticing that he was now thrusting into her mouth, his penis hitting the back of her throat.
“More~” You moan, as she begins sucking even harder, as you feel your body tense up.
“I’m going to c- cum!” You yell, as she pulls out and begins stroking on your cock, her saliva making it even easier for her to milk the cum out of you, as she opens her mouth.
“Cum all over me~” She says, aroused, as you comply, your climax hitting you like a truck, as you ejaculate, shooting your hot sticky sperm all over her, hitting her breasts, and some landing in her face and mouth. Nevertheless, she was satisfied, as she licks the cum from her mouth.
“So much came out~” She moans, standing up as she begins to lay down beside you. You’re not yet done, and she isn’t too. She climbs onto you, and removes her panties, tossing them to the side, as she lowers herself onto your member, her tight walls hugging against your penis.
“Mmgh~!” You groan, as she squeezes herself onto your cock as she continues bouncing onto you. She then presses her breasts against you, as you start pushing into her, the pleasure overwhelming. She begins moaning, as her cunt suddenly tightens up, as she cums onto your penis, her juices acting as lubricant as you slide your cock into her harder, her supple flesh hitting yours. She continues lowering herself onto you, she grabs onto your back as you feel precum leaking as you near or climax, only a few thrusts left. You try your best to not to cum inside her, as you thrust hard, as you pull back, cumming all over her body, ejaculating, shooting your sperm all over her. You then collapse on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.
“That... was great... Arky...” She says, clinging onto you.
“And... you were great... too...” You reply, as you feel yourself more and more tired, until you finally close your eyes, quickly falling into a state of slumber.
Chapter End