Just a head's up! This story takes place after Honor Among Thieves, but (this is no surprise if you read my profile) Thieves in Time does not exist in this story, but it will still involve time travel so if you're not into that either ways, then don't read it. But if you are intrested, then enjoy.

Tatiana's P.O.V.

My name is Tatiana Rovnak, you may not know who I am, I'm sure that you recognize my crazy excuse for an aunt. Anyway, it all started when I was visiting her home in Prague when I was eight years old which is where me and my dad were also living in at the time, my mother died a year before then from cancer and my father was still taking it very hard, so timing couldn't be worse. When we made it to her house he was at his angriest, they never got along.

"Aunt Elizabeth!" I called out excited, she was my childhood hero, I always hear about her job as a psychologist always helping people with their problems and never having to deal with their "inner demons" ever again. She came into the room I was in and smiled while picking me up off the ground.

"Well hello Tatiana. I was so excited when I heard that you were visting. How have you been?" She asked me. Just by looking at us, you can tell that we're related, but we had noticeable differences appearance wise, My Aunt Elizabeth had long blue hair to were I had jet black that was always in hair style that my dad described as "short but style oddly feminine". And finally, I had more a heart shaped face to where my aunt had more of a gaunt face, even now as an adult I still had that same description for myself, as far for my aunt, I don't know, I haven't real seen her lately, but I've heard that she hasn't a bit over the years.

"I've been great! It's so nice to see you again!" I said as I hugged her tightly and she… of course… returned it, I know, how adorable. After that moment, my father came in with a still angry look on his face glaring at his sister/my aunt who just merely smirked in return. Even though we were both middle class, Dad knew how to dress like an aristocrat, that day, he wore a nice red suit along with having his hair combed to the side and with his mustache completely grown out to where I just wore a simple pink dress.

"Elizabeth, I would like to speak with you in private if you don't mind." He grumbled my aunt didn't seem intimated at all as she nodded yes.

"Why of course I don't mind brother, let's talk." She replied with the both of them walking into the kitchen closing the door behind them. Since it was a private conversation I knew that it wasn't any my business so normally I would be the little girl that mom and dad raised me to be and butt out, but at the same time my curiosity got the best of me so I walked up to the door and put my ear on it to listen to what they were saying, everything I heard was clear as day light.

"Look, Tatiana has been really wanting to see you and things haven't been easy for the both of us since Wanda's death. The least I can do was give my daughter what she wanted." He spoke with a good amount of sadness in his voice, but then that same tone switched back over to aggressive one. "So enjoy having us here while you still can, because after we leave, I want you to stay away from her as possible. Do you understand?"

"Why of course, but must I remind you that I care about her as much as you do." Aunt Elizabeth reported back in a equally serious tone. "But before you go, I have a question for you."

"Really now? What is it?" Dad ask now sounding more skeptical.

"I've thinking about something for a while, I feel like I need something to have people remember me by, like an alias of some sorts." She explained, all it to really did was just add to my confusion, and probably to Dad's.

"Seriously? Someone like you is worried about being forgotten."

"Actually yes, what do you think of… "The Contessa"? Sounds nice?" Aunt Elizabeth asked in almost amused tone, obviously I didn't know what it meant back then, I recently learned that "Contessa" was an Italian equivalent to countess, so it's weird title of some sorts which I still don't quite understand why she chose it, she saw herself as figure of royalty or something.

"Sounds evil, not that I'm surprised."

"You never appreciated any of my work." She said in a just barley defeated tone, I kinda figured that they were talking about her job in psychology, it which was also very confusing for me since Dad always did stuff like donate money to charity organizations and giving blood to those who would really need it in local hospitals. Which were also stuff I did when I got older, just doing those things and that it was helping a lot other people almost brought tears to my eyes, it felt great, but eventually I stopped doing those things so I can still have time to spend with Dad and and time to help with my own well being. Anyway, back to what happened when I was still a kid.

"That's because you never gave me a reason to. I think it's time for us to go." Dad grumbled, as soon as I started hearing all six of my father's legs moving across the floor towards the door, I quickly ran back over to where me and Aunt Elizabeth were standing to see him walking into the room looking like that's he's calmed down a bit. "Come on Tatiana, it's time to go home." He told me in a rather stoic tone. I nodded in understanding and walked outside the door over to the car getting ready to leave. Much to Dad's dismay, we didn't live that far from Aunt Elizabeth's house. While we were still driving home I asked my father a question that I'm sure he would never forget.

"Daddy, did you and Aunt Elizabeth ever get along?" I ask scared to see what kind of answer that I might get. But instead, Dad sighed and smiled warmly at me.

"Well, when we were your age, we were inseparable. But as we got older, she started reading books about some pretty weird stuff and… well… she changed… a lot." Dad said with his own words trailing off. A few minutes later we made it home and as I layed in my bed still wondering why Dad would think someone like Aunt Elizabeth, his sister of people would be so evil when all she wanted to do was help people with their problems. I still remembered that night and that even though Dad was probably going to hate it, I wanted to grow up to be just like Aunt Elizabeth.

So that's it for this chapter so obviously there be more to come, I figured starting off like this would be a good way to introduce my character: Tatiana and a possible origin story for The Contessa. So either ways, I hope you guys liked this first chapter and there is still more Tatiana's back story to come. Until next time…