Authors Note

Hey everybody! Here's the new story I was talking about. I'm excited to be posting more often so I decided to make a new story. Everyone who's read some of my other stories knows who Ivy Kabra is, but for those of you who don't here's a quick summary. She's Ian and Natalie secret little sister. Isabel and Vikram never told them about her and kept her hidden away. Anyway on with the story!

Isabel had never seen anything cuter in her life. She hated it. There in her arms was a 12 minute old baby that had sweet brown eyes, caramel skin, and dark brown hair. She'd decided to have the baby at home so the government would have no record of her existence. This child could ruin her reputation. She could not raise three children. She was a busy person and handling Ian and Natalie was hard enough. Vikram was on the phone arguing with Irina Spasky. Isabel frowned at the smiling child in her arms. Vikram hung up the phone and turned to look at Isabel.

"Soooo," Isabel said impatiently.

"Well," Vikram began, "Irina failed her mission and-"

"Not that!" Isabel interrupted, "what are we going to do with this thing"

"Kill it?" Vikram suggested.

"Are you kidding me?!" Isabel snapped, "I'm not letting 26 hours of labor go to waste!"

"Then what do you suppose we do with it?" Vikram asked.

Isabel looked down at the child she was holding. It was so squirmy and giggly. She hated it.

"Let's just keep it in hiding," Isabel said, "we'll keep her in the locked room on the third floor and we can't tell Ian or Natalie."

"I guess that's our plan," Vikram said sighing.

He took the child from Isabel and walked to the door. He was half way out of the door when he paused and turned to look at his wife.

"Are you going to name her?" Vikram asked.

Isabel glared at him and then looked at the child.

"No," she finally said.

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So from then on for the next two years Isabel and Vikram kept their daughter in hiding. They brought her food and put a TV in her room. Occasionally they would bring her on interrogation sections at the Lucian strong hold just to scare her. They rarely scared her though. She usually ended up helping Isabel with torture techniques. Her favorite was when Isabel would put poison Ivy down her hostages throats. Isabel would always scream "Ivy!" Which meant she had to bring her some. The poison Ivy made the little girl's hand swell and they itched like crazy. But they were still something special to her. It's how she got her name. Ivy.

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2 YEARS LATER

Ivy ran through the halls of her mansion. She had practicing how to pick a lock for weeks but she had finally mastered it today. For a two year old she was pretty smart. Today she decided she should put her brain to work and play a little prank on her sister. She knew her older sister Natalie was a brat and cared way too much about her appearance. So why not tamper with her appearance, just a bit.

Ivy ran downstairs and into the kitchen. She pulled out the can of whip cream that she had shoplifted out of the store when she was shopping Quinn, the maid.

Ivy ran back upstairs and over to her older sisters bedroom door. She lathered up the floor in front of the door with whip cream. She heard footsteps coming toward her and she dashed off. Natalie walked out of her room and took a step in front.

"Ahhhh!" Natalie screamed as she tripped and fell.

Natalie's face, hair, and clothes were covered in whip cream.

"IIIIIaaaaannnn!" Natalie screamed.

For an eight year old she had good pipes.

"What now dear sister," 11 year old Ian said annoyed.

"Look what you did to me!" Natalie screamed, "I look like a giant marshmallow!"

"I agree you hilarious," Ian said smirking, "but I didn't do it."

"Well then who did?!" Natalie snapped.

Isabel and Vikram came around the corner to see what was going on.

"Natalie darling what happened?" Isabel said gaping at her daughter's appearance.

"Ian put whip cream outside my door and caused me to slip and now I look like this!" Natalie screamed.

"I didn't do it!" Ian argued.

"Well then who do you suppose did it," Vikram said.

Just then Isabel looked up at Ivy who was peaking at them from around the corner.

"Natalie go wash off, Ian clean up this mess. I have to go take care something," Isabel said.

"But mum-" Ian whined.

"Butts are for sitting," Isabel interrupted, "now clean up."

Ivy ran back to her room and closed the door. She hid behind her table and waited for her mom to come in. Isabel walked in and searched the room for Ivy. When Isabel had her back turned Ivy jumped up on her back.

"Got you!" Ivy said giggling.

"Get off of me you awful child!" Isabel snapped pulling Ivy off of her shoulders.

"I was just playing with you mummy," Ivy said smiling.

"Well it's a lousy game and I'm not playing it!" Isabel snapped.

"Your loss," Ivy teased.

"Listen you wretched child," Isabel began, "your father and I are the only people who know about you. Not even the government knows you exist. You don't exist. You are nothing."

Ivy began to tear up at her mothers harsh words.

"Now if you'll excuse me I have a spa appointment with Natalie, my real daughter," Isabel said looking at her watch and smirking.

Isabel left the room and locked it behind her. Ivy went and curled up on the couch which was really the only piece of furniture she had in the room that she could lay down on. She let her mother's words repeat themselves in her head. You are nothing. Well she was tired of being nothing. She was going to be something. Someday. Someday very soon.

Authors Note

Well that's the first chapter everybody! I'll update as much as possible

Until Next Time

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