In Russian
NC/17
Now: 1918
On a cold, dark, snowy night the Romanov family sat around the fire together. Nicholas sat around the fire telling his children about the origin of their gifts and the gifted.
Years Ago
Years ago when people worshiped gods and kings ruled the world a disease plagued the humankind killing million upon millions of people. But twelve did not react to the virus in the same way. Instead of getting sick they became stronger. The twelve morphed into super beings they moved quicker, healed faster, and were harder to hurt than other human beings. Aside from the physical advantages they gained supernatural abilities like telekinesis, telepathy, and mutation. They also gained the ability to make words powerful, a higher intelligence and the capacity to mentally heal any internal injury. But they had two weaknesses first they weren’t at full strength until they reached twenty one and secondly for whatever power they used the energy in their body had to be able to sustain it, if not they could faint or die. Their capabilities gained them the names of witches and warlocks. Using their intelligence the twelve created a cure for the disease saving millions and receiving fame from the world. As time passed the twelve created families for themselves and their children inherited their abilities They also found that they shared a great bond with their families, sensing the family members at all times, feeling their pain, knowing when one member was in danger, communicating with their minds and being able to see each other through astral projection. The bond also allowed them to share energy making up for the weakness they shared. But now that there were no longer only twelve, people started to fear them and that fear turned into hate. Hate lead to lynchings, hangings, ridiculing, and the burning of innocent people in the form of witch hunts. The twelve and their families were no longer safe in the public eye. So to protect their families the twelve separated into different lands. Now, even though the witch hunts are over the twelve families have never reunited to keep their kind safe. Each family shares their heritage with each generation as well as the fact that they must not show their abilities to anyone outside of the family. So people forgot that these extraordinary humans exist except for those who posses the gifts, this fact keeps the gifted safe till this day.
Now: 1918
He warned his children to keep their identities and gifts a secret like his mother had warned him. That night, the Romanov children dreamed of their ancestors and of the powers they would posses as they grew older.
This is my first fic so please be gentle
More to come later this week
In Russian
NC/17
Chapter 1
Year 1918
That night while the Romanov family slept men in black entered the palace, breaking the doors down and knocking out the guards. They crept up the stairs but stopped when a figure entered behind them wearing a red robe.
“Quietly enter the rooms of Nicholas’s daughters and bring them to me.” The man said quietly.
“But, their powers sir, they could kill us” one of the guards warned in a whisper
“Don’t worry about their powers; I will bind them as I did with the past gifted families, you fool. They will not be able to use them against you. Now go”
The four continued slowly up the stairs careful not to make a noise. But failing to see the figure that hid in the shadows, Alexandra watched as Rasputin spoke with the rest of his guards hoping that Nicholas had gotten to theirs daughters before them.
She turned and quickly crept to her son’s room slowly opening the door so not to alert Rasputin’s soldiers. As she closed the door and slowly walked to her son’s bed she noticed that he was not alone.
“Anastasia wake up, wake up” she shook her daughter
“Mama, what’s wrong it’s not time for my class yet is it?” Anastasia said while rubbing her eyes confused as to why her mother was waking her up.
“No darling, but you have to get up now”
“Ok” Anastasia replied confused.
“Anya, what are you doing here?”
“I didn’t want him to be alone. Please don’t be angry”
“It’s ok darling, just get out of bed, I will get your brother”
Anastasia got out of bed, while Alexandra shook her son. “Alexei, wake up”
“Mama I am tired, please let me sleep a little more” he pleaded
“NO, you must wake up now son, hurry” Alexandra said urgently
Alexandra went to her son’s closet and pulled out his robe bringing it to him
“Put this on so you don’t freeze sweetheart.” she said in a soothing voice so not to scare her son
“Ok, mama”
“Here let me help you, baby” Alexandra helped her son put on his robe. Then grabbed the hands of her children and led them quietly into the hall.
“Shh, be quiet now my darlings, Anastasia we must go get you robe ok”
“Alright, mama”
The three slowly made there way into Anastasia’s room. Alexandra kept watch for Rasputin’s soldiers while Anastasia quickly went to the closet and grabbed her robe put it on and went back to her mother’s side.
“Lets go now quickly” Alexandra opened the door, but was stopped by one of Rasputin’s soldiers holding gun in her face.
“So there you are, do not try to use your powers because you can’t. Rasputin has bound them for now.” the soldiers said with a gleam in his eye. “Now let’s go” he grabbed Anastasia and pressed his gun to her temple “try anything and I will kill her. Now grab your son and follow me”
Taking deep breaths to calm her nerves she spoke “Please don’t hurt her I will do as you say” Alexandra said desperately when she realized that indeed she could not use her powers. “Please give her to me please, can’t you see that she is trembling, please let her come to me” Alexandra pleaded in tears, watching tears role of Anastasia’s cheek and the fear in her daughters eyes.
She could not bear it any longer, but she new that she had to remain calm for her little ones. So she calmed herself and holding her trembling and shock filled son close to her she spoke “Please, I will not try anything. I would not risk putting my children in danger like that, there’s no need for the gun”.
When Anastasia saw the fear in her mother’s and brothers eyes she stopped herself from shaking and looked straight into her mothers eyes “Mama, its ok I am fine, I am not scared. Be strong for Alexei mama he needs you. Everything is going to be ok you’ll see.” Alexandra stared at her daughter in shock and pride at the maturity and strength that was radiating from her daughters voice in such a dangerous time. At that moment she controlled her emotions in an attempt to be strong for her daughter and son. Then Anastasia turned to the soldier and looked straight into his eyes
“Let’s go now, my mother and brother will follow”
“Don’t you tell me what to do you little brat” the guard said angrily but Anastasia cut him off in her usual way.
“I am not a brat, but you are a coward who follows the lead of other, you are nothing but a dog and he, will kill you when you are no longer needed” Anastasia said with venom her voice.
“You little bitch” The soldiers threw her to the ground and lifted his hand to hit her but Alexandra through herself on her daughter.
“You will not touch her” she said with the same venom in her voice, which her daughter had just used moments before.
“Move bitch or I will beat you too”
“NO”
“Fine, I hope the brats worth it” the soldier lifted his fist, with glee and satisfaction in his eyes, but before he could strike his superior walked in.
“What are you doing?”
“I am giving them what they deserve, the little brat called me a dog” he said with fury in his eyes.
“I do not care what she called you Rasputin said they were not to be harmed; now give the girl to me. You grab the boy and the Empress”
The soldier bowed his head and did as he was told, allowing his superior to grab Anastasia while he grabbed Alexandra and her son. The five made there way down the stair to the corridor where Rasputin and the rest of the Romanov family were.
Rasputin got up from his chair and walked over to Alexandra grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her into his arms.
“There you are my darling, I have missed you” he said before passionately kissing her.
TBC