Hi everyone! It's Neeky-chan! I have been sending emails back and forth with SarentoKensei and I've done most of the editing.
This is like a side story to Frozen Sorrows. Starring, Amara and Elzbieta. The OCs of Frozen Sorrows.
I hope you like the story! ^w^
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own Hetalia? If I owned Hetalia, it would suck. End of story
The world consumed in fire.
It's everywhere. Mommy, Daddy, where are you?
The fire, it burns.
Oh no... oh no oh no oh no...
Mommy, please wake up! Daddy, why are you covered in blood? Why are you sleeping?
Our mansion's on fire, my Governess has fled.
Are you...dead? Like brother? When the horses trampled his small figure?
No... I'm alone.
Alone...
Elzbieta shook of those memories. The vampires murdered her big-shot cat-demon parents, and when they couldn't find Elzbieta, they decided to burn down the mansion. Elzbieta frowned, and pushed a brown lock of hair from her wig behind her ear. Her wig concealed both her cat ears, and snow white hair, which matched perfectly in the pure white snow of Russia.
But that's when Elzbieta looked down the snow ridden path, and gave a disgusted look. A young vampire boy was feeding with his master off of a young girl and her parents. Ruby droplets melted the snow, the boy was trembling as he stopped feeding. He began crying. Elzbieta let out a dry laugh, it was obvious it was his first time killing someone. She adjusted the white fur on her long coal coloured coat. She could practically see the burn marks that covered her right arm.
The older vampire started yelling at the boy, who only cried harder. The man grabbed the boy by the hair, and marched off with him. Leaving a disturbing mess to be buried in the snow.
Elzbieta walked on, moving to the far right so she didn't have to look at the mess. An eye patch covered her left eye, making it so she didn't have to see what she didn't want. She would have walked on too, if her ears didn't pick up the sound of a beating heart.
She looked down at the girl the vampire boy fed off of.
The girl took in deep, pained breaths. Her head was covered by her coat's hood, hair flowed in messy silver waves. Elzbieta smirked, debating on leaving the stupid girl to die or to just snapping her neck and ending her pain. One less vampire on this wretched earth was always good.
But the girls hood twitched, and amber eyes slowly opened up and stared into Elzbieta's one blue one.
Elzbieta moved with her cat like grace and slowly knelt down and removed the grey hood. Red tipped cat ears lay low and sad. Something called out to Elzbieta about this girl. It was obvious that she was turning into a vampire, and it was even more apparent that she wasn't a purebred like herself. Elzbieta smiled, remembering the fact that newborn vampires needed masters to obey, and she could use a personal servant. She picked up the girl, growling as some of her blood stained the white fur on her coat. The girl was trembling hard, and she didn't appear to be Russian. No, she was a different race...
Elzbieta sped up, feeling the girl beginning to freeze, and Elzbieta didn't feel like taking off her coat. The girl's heart was racing, she felt like she was running a marathon, yet her body was freezing. Elzbieta knew the screaming would start soon.
"OPEN UP THE GATES!" She screamed outside, the gate keeper quickly opened. She ran up the steps and threw open the doors.
"Tobias," She panted. "Take the girl..."A man jumped to her attention.
"Yes ma'am." Tobias said. Tobias was a favored servant of Elzbieta. His family were farmers and incredibly poor. They sold Tobias to work as a servant for someone in Russia. Elzbieta saw nobody would want the weakly built pale blonde man, and that she could find a use for him. So she took him in. He saw the more wrathful sides of the mistress of the house; she has kicked him, screamed at him, and cried to him when she woke up from nightmares. She always sent a fair pay back to his family, however good of a job she thought he did.
Tobias took the girl away, and placed her in one of the many guest bedrooms. Elzbieta removed her coat and wig. Her short white hair looked unnatural on her skin. Her white ears popped up. She was a purebred Persian cat, her one blue eye trailed along the riches of her mansion. She brought a hand up to her eye patch. When her house burned down, the house was rebuilt to be exactly like before. Everything in it was exactly the same. Every knick knack, every rug, every photo. It was exactly the same.
When Tobias came back, he addressed Elzbieta.
"If I may, who is she? She smells like a vampire." Tobias was a half dog demon, half human, and yet somehow had a stronger nose then Elzbieta herself.
"She was recently turned. She will begin a process the vampires call 'Tancordia.' Once the vampire blood pierces her heart, that is."
"What is Tancordia?" Tobias asked with a confused expression.
"Well, when the vampire blood enters another being, it wrecks havoc in there system. Eventually the blood reaches the heart-" The girl screamed, then it was cut off instantly "Then," Elzbieta continued "She dies."
"That's Tancordia?"
"Nyet," Elzbieta laughed "Tancordia is when the vampire rips into the heart, killing the person. Then the body cries out for life, and accepts the blood, which mends the heart, the heart begins to pump it. Mending the destruction caused upon arrival. The mending is slow, and takes about a week."
Tobias chuckled "That sounds rather painful. So you had an unnatural urge to be nice, and took her in? You should know better, you can't just take one vampire in, they deserve friends." Tobias teased.
Elzbieta rolled her eyes "Whatever, do you want to go out and find one for me?"
"Ah, no." Tobias made a face. "Nonetheless, why did you take her in?"
Elzbieta looked away. The girl needed a master, otherwise the vampire mind would become deformed. But now that she thought of it, she really didn't need a new servant. She sighed.
"I suppose if I raise her right, she won't turn out evil like most vampires. And, her parents,...were killed in front of her like...me." Elzbieta crossed her arms and frowned. Tobias nodded and smiled.
"I understand, it's okay." She saw herself in the girl.
"A-anyways. Where is Ally?" Tobias shrugged. As if on cue, a Persian cat walked in. Her head held high and proud. "C'mere, honey." Elzbieta bent down and the cat jumped into her arms, climbing onto her shoulders.
A week passed by dreadfully slow for the impatient girl. When the week finally passed, she went into the room where the girl slept. Tobias brought the girl breakfast for when she woke.
She moved slowly, waking from her deep slumber. Her big, amber eyes fluttered open slowly. Her mouth was open slightly. A zombie like stare looked at Elzbieta, who quickly recognized what it meant.
She was hungry.
She recognized the stare from when vampires drank the blood from her parents.
The girl bared her fangs, and Elzbieta gave a disgusted look.
"Here" She handed the cup of blood Tobias brought in. "Drink it, you'll feel better." The girl slowly took the cup, and brought it to her nose. Sniffing it, and then drinking it greedily.
She got most way through the cup before she seemed to know what she was doing and spit whatever blood was left in her mouth back into the cup.
Elzbieta was surprised at this action.
"Bleh! Vhat am I doing?" She hissed, her voice slightly cracked. "It has never tasted like zat! Blood is supposed to be metallic not sveet and tangy!" She had a strong accent that Elzbieta couldn't place.
This girl seemed to defy the rules of being a vampire and it left Elzbieta stunned. The girl turned to her, ears twitching.
"Who're you? My name's Amara, a half-bred cat demon." The silverette stared at the pure-bred cat demon.
Confused, Elzbieta wearily asked, "Wha... why- aren't you hungry for blood?"
"Should I be? No. I'm not thirsty, I'm hungry. Blood doesn't sound like somezing I should eat normally." Amara shrugged. "Could you tell me who you are?"
Elzbieta just looked at her in disbelief. A vampire who has just woken up is telling her she's a cat demon like herself.
This cannot be happening.
It would explain the cat ears, tail and claws, though.
"Um, I'm Elzbieta. Born in this country, but from another. Do you know where you are?"
"N-no. Vhere are ve? I don't remember anyzing besides my name and vhat I am." Amara rubbed her head.
"You are in Russia. Where are you from, you don't sound Russian." Elzbieta popped a grape into her mouth.
"I don't know..."
"Why are you here, in this country?"
"I don't know..."
"Do you understand that you aren't only a half cat demon any more?
Amara giggled nerviously. "Z-zen what am I?" Elzbieta looked away.
"A vampire..."
Amara's eyes widened before speaking again.
"Vamp- ... oh." She probably remembered the vampire that had supposedly killed her. "Vhat is my purpose now?" She asked herself. "Ein Vampir zu sein, klingt nicht sehr lustig..." She muttered.
Elzbieta had a dejá vu moment. Has she met this girl before? No, it's not possible. She would remember someone like Amara.
"I don't understand what you just said. Could you repeat it?" Elzbieta asked.
"Huh? Oh, I said, being a vampire doesn't sound very fun. Didn't I say sat in englisch?" She asked confused.
Then she became excited. "Does zat mean I know two different languages? Genial!" (Awesome) Amara threw her arms in the air with a huge grin. Elzbieta twitched.
Amara was already getting on her nerves.
"Da, I would suppose you know two languages. Sounds German, in my opinion." Elzbieta pushed her hair back. "Well, if you aren't going to drink the blood, Tobias will make you something to eat-TOBIAS~" she sang. The Norwegian man came in quickly.
"Yes ma'am?" His pale blue eyes trailed over to Amara, who waved excitedly over to him.
"Hallo! Who are you?" She sprang out of bed and gave him a hug. Tobias flinched at the sudden touch.
"I'm Tobias. Apparently Elzbieta's chef today." Elzbieta glared at his comment
"Ha ha. Whatever." She thought about how she kept making him cook, and the reason she called him in.
"M-make something for Amara, something simple too. I don't know what she can or cannot digest." Elzbieta ordered. Tobias nodded and set off to do his task.
"Who vas zat?" Amara looked back at Elzbieta.
"That was Tobias, he is a servant. Think of him however you wish." Elzbieta closed her eyes. "Do you really think you should be standing?" She asked.
"Mmhmm! I feel fine, if zat's vhat you're asking. Sooooo. Vhy am I here? Who's mansion is zis? Are you a servant here too?"
Elzbieta's eyes snapped open.
"A servant? Never in a million years would I be something as low class as a servant." Elzbieta snapped. It was obvious she was very protective on her rank in society.
Amara put her hands in the air the way one would signaling they meant no harm.
"Sorry. Zen who is the master of zis house?"
"I am."
"Well, um. You probably a lot stronger then me. Heh." Elzbieta chuckled.
"Don't get any ideas... go ahead and test your strength. Break a lamp, break the bed, I really don't care."
"Huh? You don't care? How vierd."
"Its not vierd-er, weird!" Elzbieta took a deep breath and sighed, calming herself down. "Izvinte, I worded my English wrong."
Amara giggled. "Eezvanete?"
"Izvinte. It's Russian for excuse me." Elzbieta rubbed her eyes. Her family owned a huge company, and she being in charge of it, was rather tired.
"Oh, you're Russian?" Amara smiled.
"Nye- no. I'm Lithuanian. I probably have some Russian in me though. English is my second language. I studied it to the point where I don't have an accent like you." Elzbieta said, followed by a yawn.
"Oh. You must be very vealthy, and have had lots of tutors." Amara said. Elzbieta pondered over the fact of how she is self taught, never once having a tutors help.
"Y-yeah." Elzbieta said softly. Tobias walked in with a tray of various fruits, bread, and cheeses.
"Here you go! And for m'lady." He handed Elzbieta a cat treat. Elzbieta stared at it, before taking it and throwing it at Tobias head.
"Idiot." She glared, as both Tobias and Amara laughed at the blushing girl. Her hair looked twice as white against the tomato red blush.
"Lyuboi... Tobias, don't you have something better to spend your money on then cat treats that I'm going to just hit you with?"
Tobias ignored her comment and said,
"Salmon for dinner, Elzbieta?"
"Oh yes please! W-wait...hey! Don't mock me! I'll give you the thin little fish bones a mangy mutt like you would enjoy for dinner." Elzbieta smirked, thinking on how he would choke on them.
"I thank you for the offer, but I would much rather not. I'll go tell the chef to make some for dinner though."
"Spasibo, ukhudi." She looked away.
"Fine, fine. Your welcome-palzhalsta. But you don't need to tell me to go away" he said, leaving the room. Elzbieta rubbed her temples, a headache forming fast.
"He's an interesting person." Amara said, nibbling on the foods she had been given. "I vill enjoy my stay here."
"I don't know what to say." Elzbieta growled.
When Amara was done eating, she went over to the wall and punched it. The impact made a hole a bit bigger than her head and she giggled.
"I vonder vat vould happen if I hit a rock. Vould it crack or shatter?" Amara stuck her head through the hole. "Kuhlen Sie! Zis place is amazing!" She said happily. She took her head out of the hole and grinned at Elzbieta. "I've never seen somezing so amazing before! Are you really letting me stay here?" She asked.
"Da, I made my decision." Elzbieta sighed. 'But at what price?' She thought.
"Vhy are you making the decisions? Vat about you parents? You can't be over 16." Amara asked. But from the expression Elzbieta gave, she looked down.
"They are dead. Vampires killed them." Her hand touched her arm, rubbing it softly. Discolouration of the skin plagued her memories with the fire and her parents.
"Why do you have an eye patch?" She asked, trying to change the subject she obviously was sensitive about.
She brought a hand to her left eye, knowing what laid beneath it.
"Svyatoslav...moi brat..." (my brother)Elzbieta mumbled softly, before glaring sharply at Amara. "Kak ty smyeesh'zhalkii negodyai, kak vy prokommentiruete takuyu veshch'!" (How dare a pathetic wretch like you comment on such a thing!) She snapped. She finally lost her cool and the tips of her nails looked practically looked like claws. She stood up sharply and stormed out of the room. Slamming the door hard behind her.
Amara flinched at the loud noise, ears flattening against her head, and looked after her with a sad expression. 'Her eyes were so sad... I want to change that!' She thought. Her eyes were now filled with determination at her new found goal.
Amara smiled. It will be hard but it'll be worth it. She then felt a slight chill coming from the hole she had made.
She looked at it for a moment. Deciding that this will be her room here, she moved the dresser, that was right next to the hole, so it was covering it and the wind wasn't as strong.
"Zat'll be makeshift until I can fix it." Amara smiled. "Ah, she never told me if I could leave ze room or not... I guess I'll go exploring!" She grinned, heading for the door.
Amara walked around the mansion, only getting lost twice before somehow winding up in the kitchen.
Tobias was in there, who jumped when he heard her enter.
"Ah, p-priviyet. Do you need something ma'am?" He addressed her, slightly bowing.
"Huh? Oh, er no... vell actually yes! I vant to go outside and see vhat it looks like." Amara smiled.
Tobias shook his head, you could see his floppy pale coloured ears when he did this.
"I don't think mistress would approve of that..." he said slowly.
"Vhy not? I am forbidden to leave?" She raised her eyebrows.
"No! Well, not that I know of. Sh-she did tell you about, what you are, right?"
"Ja?" She said slowly.
"I don't think you can go outside, under the sun."
"Vhy not?'
"You will burn, I believe."
Amara looked down at her feet. "So I can never valk in the sun again?"
"I don't thin- I shouldn't say nothing. I know nothing of vampires. Elzbieta is in her study, its upstairs and to the right. Since her parents murder, she studied vampires in plot to exterminate the ones who killed her mother and father. She eventually succeeded, but her shoulder is scarred where she was attacked. Don't ask about her eye patch, or any burn marks you see. This mansion, it is a copy. It was originally burned down."
"It vas? Vhy?" Amara asked with interest.
"Vampires killed her parents, but couldn't find Elzbieta. They set the house ablaze in order to kill her. She barely escaped."
"And the eye patch?"
"I really don't know. I believe it has something to do with her eye colour. But I don't know the real reason."
Amara nodded. "Danke..." she smiled and left the kitchen to find Elzbieta.
From what Amara knew, Elzbieta was alone. Her parents were dead, and what little Russian she knew, so was her brother (Brat means brother.)
Elzbieta was all alone.
And so was she.
She decided to make it so they both wouldn't be alone anymore!
With this in mind, Amara asked Tobias another question.
"Vhen vill you think Elzbieta vill calm down?" She asked innocently. Tobias looked surprised.
"W-well, it could take hours if you mentioned something about her past." He stuttered. Amara began thinking for a moment.
She decided that she'll give her 3 hours before deciding to bug her. If she wasn't done in that time frame, Amara will go bug her anyway. Just not with touchy subjects. Those could wait.
"Vhen vill I be able to get new clothes? I can't keep vearing ze same clothes forever." She stated. Then she scrunched up her nose. "Are you a dog? Not zat I don't like dogs but, it probably has been a vhile since I've smelt one."
"The clothes... you'd need to talk with Mistress on that. And yes, I am a dog. Half dog-demon." He said with a soft smile. His eyes shone with pride.
"Ah, Okay! I don't hurt dog demons unless zey give me a reason to." Amara smiled. Tobias chuckled nervously.
Nearly four hours had past and Elzbieta was still in her study, locking herself inside. Amara tried to open the door, but it was apparent she did not want to be bothered. It was nearly 15:38 when she finally came out.
Amara was waiting outside the door, in which Elzbieta grimaced, then faked a smile.
"Privyet Amara. How are you?"
Amara smiled a real smile. "I'm good, danke...ummm oomenya sprakissna sposeebo. U coo cu vas deelo?" Elzbieta flinched at the poor Russian.
"I'm good, spasibo." Elzbieta said. "Do you need something?"
Amara motioned to the clothes she was wearing. "M-may I have some clothes?" For the first time Elzbieta's ears perked up to their full height.
"Of course! Tobias! Bring Amara some of my clothes." She turned to Amara. "Sorry, I only have my clothes or maid outfits. Mine might be a little tight around the chest area." Amara noticed Elzbieta's chest was rather tiny.
"I'm sure I can make do." Amara smiled.
Amara also noticed that, even though she was shorter than Elzbieta, she was much curvier.
"Vhen ve can, ve could go to a town or somezing to pick up some clothes for myself." Amara suggested. "Oh, and do you have a library somevhere? I love reading."
Elzbieta nodded.
"I can take you to the library after Tobias gets you some of my clothes." She replied. Amara beamed and bounced around in joy. Reading was one of her most favorite pass times but she didn't know why.
"Danke! I'm so happy!" Her body was just radiating with happiness.
Amara wanted to hug Elzbieta but didn't because she felt that she needed to get to know her better. She wanted her to be able to trust her, even if it was just a little bit.
What better to get her trust to start with a smile and a bit of pestering?
"Well," Elzbieta moved her ears down low, almost sad like. She always had them that way. "I would have to send Tobias into town and have him grab some sunscreen."
"Sunscreen? Does zat work?" Amara cocked her head to the right.
"D-da. It does. Don't ask me how- I really have no clue." She chuckled softly.
"Anyvays, vhere is the library?" Amara suddenly beamed with excitement.
Elzbieta's ears popped up once more, and gave Amara her first real smile.
"Ah, I'm afraid it's not that large." Elzbieta said, leaving the room, motioning for Amara to follow.
Amara followed Elzbieta to one of the many grand doors, unsure of how Elzbieta remembered all of them.
"Please wait out here while I close the curtains." Elzbieta slipped inside.
Moments later she slipped out again, her hand telling her to come.
The library had over two hundred and thirty seven genres. Many different authors, fictions, non-fictions. Amara stood with amazement.
"Zis is small?" She said.
"Well, I never said it was small, it's just not as big as my library in Wales."
"You have anozer one!" Amara turned and looked into her eye.
"W-well, I own the co-company...that sorta...publishes the books"
"Really? How cool! I look forward to reading zese books!" Amara's eyes shone with excitement and happiness. Her smile was the largest yet.
Amara danced around to express her happiness rather than hugging Elzbieta and profusely thanking her. The last part seemed pretty stupid.
"I'm glad you like it." Elzbieta's cheeks became a light pink as her lips turned into a small smile.
"Vhich books vould you recommend me reading first?" Amara asked.
"W-well... A favorite of mine... I like 'From Dawn to Blood' or 'The Battle of Dune's Wind'..." Elzbieta muttered.
"'The Battle of Dune's Vind'? As in, from za Battle series by Raine?" Amara asked. Elzbieta nodded. "I've heard a lot of good remarks on that story. I shall start with zat one." Amara ran off to look for the books.
Elzbieta walked over to a smaller section, labeled книги для детей. She blushed slightly, giving a mental prayer for Amara's inability to read and comprehend Russian. She grabbed a thin book, and sat on the floor. Putting her finger to the top of the page and mouthing the words.
Amara looked over at Elzbieta, noticing she was struggling. Surely this rich girl couldn't be struggling!
"Hey, vhat are you reading?" She asked. Elzbieta jumped and her ears moved into a defensive position.
"Nothing that concerns you." She quickly said, but Amara looked over, noticed it was in English, and started reading the story.
"So Vinni Pukh and Pitachok learned zeir lesson on staying ver too long vhen out visiting-" She was cut off when Elzbieta slammed it shut, blushing like mad.
"Vinni Pukh? Pitachok? Vinnie za Pooh and Piglet?" Amara asked. Elzbieta looked away.
"Elzbieta, I don't mean to be rude, but can you read?" Amara expected the girl to snap at her, instead she just shook her head.
"In Russian, troubles with Lithuanian, and English is so hard... I even have troubles in Russian, reading is very hard for me..." She mumbled, embarrassed to no end.
"Vait, you own an editing and publishing company, own all zese books, yet can't read?" Amara bit her tongue to keep from laughing.
"So what! You can't walk in the sun!" Elzbieta snapped, a low blow even from her. Amara looked down.
"I'm sorry, that was uncalled for..." Elzbieta said.
"No, teasing you was. I'm sorry." Amara smiled, so did Elzbieta.
The two girls were quiet for a few minutes.
"If you vant, I could help you to read Englisch... Actually, I have ze impression I taught it to myself..." Amara's face scrunched up in thought.
She then shrugged and looked at Elzbieta. "It's not uncommon to find someone who has trouble reading." Amara smiled sweetly.
"But it makes me feel so stupid struggling with something as simple as reading. It's just, the words get mixed up. The R's flip both ways, so do the N's. The T turn into M's, and E's turn into 3's...(reference to Russian, it tends to flip around like this... T's are written as M's, the backwards N represents an EE sound, the backwards R represents a YA so on, so forth) its just so, taxing." She pouted. "The books I told you I read were read by Tobias to me." Amara raised her eyebrows.
"I zought Englisch vas simple to learn. Maybe if you tried one letter at a time vith small vords you'd get it?" Amara suggested. 'Then again, German is similar to English, which is probably why it was so simple to learn it in the first place.' She thought. Elzbieta seemed to be considering this.
"Well, so is Russian. This study is called Kah-bee-nyet. This book is called Vinni Pukh. That's a Lahm-pa" she said, pointing to a lamp. "That's dev-yair" she pointed to a door. "Ee tahm kav-yor" she slipped into full Russian. She pulled out her phone and said "Teh-leh-fohn" she put her cell aside. "See vhat I mean, da?" her accent was thick and strong, she covered her mouth with embarrassment. "S-sorry" her voice sounded normal again. "Anyways, Russian is very similar to ang-gla-skee. The Cyrillic just throws people off...I guess that's what throws me off with the English lettering" she sighed
Amara smiled. She liked her accent.
"I don't mind. People have a hard time vith somezing. And your accent is cute." Elzbieta was caught off guard at the statement and looked away blushing.
"T-thanks..." she stuttered.
"Anytime, Elzbieta!" Amara mock saluted. This caused Elzbieta to stifle a giggle. "Vhat now, captain?"
"Well, I-I have to check my stocks and how well the books are selling. and- oh crap! TOBIIIAAAASSS PEOPLE ARE COMING OVER" She screamed. Amara covered her ears.
"Ow" she mumbled. Tobias walked in.
"When?" He said.
Elzbieta looked frazzled. "Um," She checked her watch
"In 20 minutes or less." She tugged on her hair "Oh damn! Tobias, prepare a quick, good meal. Umm...umm... Amara! Help me get dressed!"
Amara raised her eyebrows.
"You cannot do it yourself?"
Elzbieta frowned. "What I shall be wearing is impossible to put on by myself. The Mayor of Vilinus is coming over, he is planning to make a huge investment and I like money. Come! We have not time to waste!"
Soooo, how'd you like it? :3 Oh and just so you know, Elzbieta is NOT falling in love with Amara. The blushing was more out of embarrassment and she's not used to having someone like Amara around… that's gonna change real fast :3
(This feels like my own story since I'm making so many edits)