Nightmares
A/N: This story is about Sasha Danvers, Caleb Danvers twin sister. So forget the whole thing he said to Sara where the Ipswich families can only produce one male. Basically this is going to pick up where the movie ended. Sasha is based off of Sasha Cohen because she is one of my favorite skaters and she looks like she could be related to Caleb. So Google Sasha Cohen if you want a visual image of what she looks like.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, only the idea with the help of the movie.
Prologue
2nd place. Some people would be upset yet would put a happy front up to show they're not a sore loser. Oddly enough, I'm content with being second. First place would have been great don't get me wrong but with Cup of Russia not being a scoring even for me, I don't mind that much. I already have two gold medals from the first two grand prix events, plus I have my eye on the competitions that matter most in the skating world. Nationals and Worlds. I would add the Olympics to that list but they're not for another three or four years and I already competed in them last season finishing fourth which is a great accomplishment for a 17 year old, still gold would be amazing.
I'm sorry I should introduce myself before I go off on a tangent. My name is Sasha Danvers, Caleb Danvers twin sister. That's right twin sister to the oldest Ipswich brother. We pretty much look the same with dark brown hair and chocolate eyes. The only physical difference between us is I'm finally 5ft tall while he is 6ft 2in. We're both overachievers, him in swimming and me in skating. Academic wise we're both smart but he attends Spencer Academy while I'm tutored. I would have gone to Spencer but with practicing and traveling it's kind of hard to make it to class on time.
Oh and one last thing, he has magical powers. Ok not the show magicians you see in Las Vegas or the warlocks in Harry Potter. When he and the three other Ipswich brothers use the power, they're eyes turn black. I know creepy. Though it would be cool to have powers to basically do whatever you want, I'm so grateful I don't have any powers. Especially their powers since the more they use the more they age. This is what's happening to my father because he used his power so much, he's basically a vegetable to us now. I remember how he was before he became the way he is now. He used to take me everywhere and anywhere. We would go on all these adventures and he would always cheer me on at all my skating events even when I was 7 years old just starting out as a skater. Despite the fact that my moves weren't perfected the way they are now he would always point me out to people at the events saying, "She's going to be an Olympic gold medalist one day." Oh how he loved to embarrass me. Now I'm not even sure if he knows how well I'm doing. Caleb says he'll see him watching me on television when he goes over to drop his medicine off, but I really don't think he knows what's going on.
Then there's my mother, one of my biggest supporters. But since I moved to Connecticut to train with my new coach she's gotten worse with her drinking. When I was home she would have her good and bad days but from Caleb's reports the bad days are outnumbering the good days. She used to be a well known gymnast, that's how she met my father when she was at a competition. Later she injured herself but stayed with my dad and eventually got married and had Caleb and me. I started out in gymnastics but my mom thought it would be too dangerous so she moved me to ice skating. Of course it's not that much safer, but I loved it much more even though I had the occasional hospital trips to get stitches in my hands.
So that's my life, well sort of. But I don't think you want to hear all about my life since it will only be about skating. Skating is my air without it I couldn't breathe, literally. But today is October 27th and it's 7:12 AM to be exact in Moscow, Russia. I'm officially 18 in America because of the time difference its October 26th 11:12 PM over there. But I'm going home in two days to celebrate since I have my exhibition performance tonight and I just wanted to spend sometime in the city to do some exploring and shopping of course, I am a girl after all. Caleb and I figured we'd celebrate our birthdays on Halloween this year with a huge party, though I insisted a small intimate party. So really it's going to be a medium sized party though it will probably end up huge. Right now though I'm going to get some fruit for breakfast and then get ready for my exhibition performance. Yet I have this odd feeling that something bad is about to happen or is already happening.