A Little Drabble Do Ya - Lost And Found

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

The helicopter’s engine spewed out thick black smoke, Illya struggled to keep control of the aircraft, knowing it‘s remaining time in the air was going to be incredibly short.

“Napoleon, we are going down, I will try to land in one piece.”

“That would be appreciated,” Solo replied grimly as he held on.

The ground rushed up to meet them…….

Napoleon awoke in a hospital room.

“Where’s Illya?” he asked a nurse checking him.

“Your companion? I’m sorry, he didn’t make it.”

That news was something he wouldn’t believe.

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In another room in another building, a blond Russian was waking.

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Eww a lovely little twist! Nice!

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Oh when can we read the rest? Good start.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

And where might the blond be waking? I suppose we must wait another week to find out.

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Yup, more to come. Thanks for commenting.

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, broadband willing, next week. :)

[avery11.livejournal.com]

You paint quite a picture with few words. Did the nurse lie to Napoleon, or didn't she know Illya was safe? What sort of facility is this--a genuine hospital, or could it be a THRUSH compound? The last, isolated line is perfectly staged.

I love it when a story brings up so many questions. Well done.

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

I'm glad the story has gripped you. The next chapter is up now, it may answer one of your questions! Thanks for reading and commenting.