Chapter 1

Lonely Nights In Winter

Ukraine, Lviv, a peaceful place in a village. The dogs started their morning howl, the cats started their morning prowl. The children started to taunt the angry village dog living down the road. This day is like any other day for somebody living in a village. You wake up and do chores around the farm. The sun was high in the sky but it was as cold as the freezer in the house. Oh, who am I? I am Kvitka, a girl that use to live in the village. Think of me as the narrator in a play that comes out at times to give updates. Unfortunatly, this storty does not focus around me but a girl I have known for a long time. She use to be my best friend until she left us. This girl was my daughter.

People think that Ukraine is a village but we have many cities and we also some of the finest foods you will ever set your taste buds on. Well, enough of that let me tell you a little about my daughter Olena. She was such a active child, always playing with the other kids and not to mention acting more like a boy than a girl at times. But, that all changed when I re-married to a man named Nick. Nick had a son who was very kind to my daughter, his name was Adam. What changed is he never really paied attentiont to Olena and I was foolish enought to let her slip through my fingures and scar her for life. Well, I won't ler to much out since this is a story and I want to save a lot for the upcoming events.

Lets start. What? You what to know why marrying Nick made such a big change in Olena? Well you will have to read and find out. I will pop in and out to give little updates. Lets start.

"Miss? Miss? HEY MISS!?"

Another winter day, another cold one. There is only one change to this day. Our protagonist is about to head out on a plane to head out to Japan. There she will enroll in a dance school and begin their life a new. Sitting there in the backseat of a car, asleep, was our main girl Olena Kylykovsky. Our young Ukrainian girl. The sun was shinning brightly but the snow was also falling in large amounts. The driver tried to rouse the young girl again.

"Miss, you are going to miss your plane and I am not going to carry you inside."

Opening one eye the girl got up streching herself awake and slowly opening the other eye she stepped out of car into the cold as planes started to soar across the sky like birds.

"Ah, you're awake, I wouldn't want to tell your aunt that you missed your plane."

"Yeah, yeah, I told you not to call me 'miss' my name is Olena. Say it with me 'Oh-len-ah' got it?" Her voice held anger and a hint of something that showed that she wanted to go back to sleep and get this over with so that she could get out of the country.

"Are you sure you want to leave? Lviv is such a wonderful and beautiful place. I think everybody would miss you." The old man of about eighty pointed out.

"You mean they would miss the fact that I did all the work around the house. Lets go."

Entering the building, the girl and old man saw that her plane was about to leave. They both looked at eachother then Olena started to make a run to the terminal. Behind her and over the sound of her suitcase hitting the stone cold and wet floor she could hear the old man calling out to her and saying something that sounded like: 'good luck to you, miss!' Olena lowered her head and started to shake it, the old man never learns.

"Oh, hello and good afternoon! May I see your ticket?" The lady at the counter said in a full and cheary voice. How can she be so happy in this weather? "Thank you, miss Olena! You may enter and have a nice and smooth flight!"

"Thank you," Olena said in a grumpy voice, you could mistake her for a old woman by the way she was acting. I never liked mornings. Maybe when I was smaller I did, but I hardly remember.

As she enetered she seemed to be looking around for somebody or something. "Ah-ha! There it is." She exclaimed mostly to herself as she recived a few odd looks. Moving over to her seat she was lucky enough to get a window seat. Lifting up the windowshield she saw that they were about to take flight. Closing her eyes she fell back to sleep, dreaming of how the school would be like and if history would repeat itself. The plane then jolted and they were dashing across the take off lane and in no time at all soring through the sky. Opening her right eye she saw that the buildings of her home town were getting smaller and smaller.

Days and days passed and they still were in the sky. When will I get there? The sooner the better. Oh! I bet you all want to know what she looks like right? Well Olena has slightly longer than chest lengh dark brown hair that some may mistake for black and bangs that hide her eyebrows, but show her eyes perfectly. Speaking of her eyes, I bet you all want to know what color their are right? Well, they are a green color that stands out and has tints of blue, silver, brown and some of gray. Her skin is a little on the pale side but it is hardly noticable. Now on to the clothing. For the torso is a black long sleeve shirt which, ontop, has a waist lengh brown leather coat. Now on to the bottom: a pair of black jeans with a white belt and black winter boots.

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Closing her eyes again she soon fell asleep and began to dream.

Loud noises and crashes came from the other side of the door as two people were arguing over something. One seemed to demand something from the other. It soon turned into a fight.

"Where is she?" It was a mans voice then a womans voice which was filled with fear came up. "I don't know."

"Yes you do...Now tell me...where is Olena!?"

"I won't tell you where she is. I would rather die than do so. She is a treasure to me and a gift sent from God, I will never hand her over to you!" At that moment a loud smack filled the air, followed by a loud 'bang!'

"Fine, I will get her one day, I can promise you that much! You can't hide her forever! You know what she has and that one day it will be unleashed and it will only be fate that controls what will happen when she discovers her special gift! I will be back and you had better hand her over to me by then or I will take her by force!" Just when those last words were said did a door get slammed shut and a few minutes later a car started then the man yelled something in Ukrainian.

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Ouside of the dream Olena was being shaken and somebody was talking to her. "Miss, the plane has landed and it is time for you to get off. We can't have you going to Austrailia next." Olena then opened her eyes slowly. She first looked at the woman with the short blond hair then her eyes shifted over to the window. Seeing that it was nighttime she snapped awake.

"Oh damn! Don't tell me that the driver has left already!" Jumping out of the seat she grabbed her backback and made a run for the exit. Behind her she left a startled woman who seemed to let out a little laugh at how Olena acted so surprised and seemed to change her character. When Olena was out of the plane she made another run for where the suitecases were. "I hope I didn't miss my driver, I still have to get my stuff then head out for the exit of the airport."

After a few minutes of waiting for her large suitecarse to come around the conveyor belt she looked at her wrist watch which said 2:00am. Running to the exit she was stopped a few times by people at counters asking for her information to make sure that she wasn't a stowaway.

Swinging her head around she tried to find the exit. If there weren't so many people I would have found it by now! If he left me here alone then he will have to deal with my fist! Just when she was about to go outside she heard somebody calling out to her. "Olena! Hey, Olena! Over here!" Turning herself around she saw a young lady with a shofer hat and suit. I didn't expect it to be a female, not to mention she is much younger than normal everyday shofers. Well, looks like I am heading out to the academy. I hope whoever I have been having these wild dreams about never finds me. Putting on a weak smile she saw that the woman was familliar looking. Then it stuck her! "Cousin Luba! I never thought that I would see you here. Not to mention you would be the one driving me to the academy. Didn't you say that you always wanted to be a singer?"

"Yeah but that can wait. I only toke this job for today because I saw your name on a paper and it said that nobody was coming to pick you up. So I figured 'hey! Why let some total stranger drop her off when her old cousin Luba can do it!'"

"C'mon, Luba! You cabbagehead! You aren't that old."

"Yeah, right, you're seventeen and I am twenty-six! Well, anyway, let's head off to the academy! Neko-Sensei is waiting for you. He seemed to be quite impressed with your record!"

Neko-Sensei? Doesn't that mean 'cat' in Japanese? Well..there are alot of strange names in this new country. I have never been here I hope my Japanese is good enough. I also hope that they can handle somebody who is always picking fights. Snapping out of her daze when she saw that Luba was giving her a odd look. "Right, let's get going!"

"Oh cousin. You never change, you always were thinking and daydreaming non-stop. I remember when you would always make cute little faces and dance around the room-"

"Yeah, well, that Olena is gone, finito. Lets get going already I want to get there before everybody wakes up."

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Hello! I hope you enjoyed the first chaper of my first FF. Remember that I'm still learning English. I promise this will get interesting. R&R.