DD: It is I, Lay Me Me…hehe, here we go, chapter 2 is HERE!!! Wooo, go me… Hope you all like. It's a little more reflective on People and stuff, just setting up the story, it'll get more interesting next chapter, so keep reading.
DISCLAIMER: Only own certain characters, don't recognise them, then I probably own them, yea, I own Charlotte!
Here we go…
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CHAPTER 1.
Voltaire Hiwatari was an acclaimed man, money and class to his name, but, alas, he was not a good man.
He'd long gone corrupt and was interested in but one thing.
Domination.
He wed early, a beautiful, velvety young woman by the name of Rosaliya Netzov. She was intelligent and strong-willed, but was prepared to be Voltaire's prize.
Together they had one child, a son, by the name of Dmitriv.
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Winton Sevet, was frail, and old. He was poor, and catholic. Tired, but held excessive morals.
He began his life with big dreams, but the powerful people of Russia eventually put him in his place.
He continued his career as a Doorman for one of the most prestige hotels in Moscow.
He wed late, a quiet, plain woman. Laurel Schmit was sensitive and submissive.
They loved each other.
They had two daughters. Oksanna and Maria.
Oksanna would make something of herself.
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Roarke Tyde was American. Loud and Rich. With little respect for women.
Alista Jocke was English. She was simple, and attractive, with little respect for herself.
They were a match.
Together they birthed, Sergery Tyde.
A bad man.
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Oksanna was angry, she was born into poverty, yet believed her place was with the rich.
Dmitriv was angry, he was born into riches, yet believed his place was with those less fortunate.
It was only a matter of time before they met. And it was love at first sight.
They bought a large, old farming house outside of Russia.
And that is where our story begins. Orel, 1983.
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Hmmm. He's stopped talking.
The boy I met is still sitting in front of me, he's scarcely moved anything other than his mouth.
There's something about him, he's so reflective, quiet when he's not telling me what to write.
Ah. He's staring. We're about to start up again, and I think things'll be getting a little more interesting.
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Oksanna and Dmitriv never married, however, the summer of '83, the couple were 'blessed' with their first child.
They named him Sebastion Sevet-Hiwatari.
Slowly, Dmitriv was getting happier, though Oksanna was getting depressed. This was not how she had envisioned her life.
She was not a mother. She was a woman. A slight little thing, who saw children as a burden and pregnancy as a curse.
This life was not hers.
The following year, child number two, clawed her way into their lives. Myra Hiwatari.
Six more children took to life in the following years. One of which being Phoenix.
With each child, Dmitriv had gotten happier, and happier. This was all he wanted. A woman and children.
With each child, Oksanna had gotten more and more miserable, until finally she stopped caring.
She ignored her eight children and went into the small farm town frequently, picking up secret packages of cocaine and marijuana.
As far as she was concerned, she'd find her answers, her escape at the bottom of a bottle.
Her heart and mind were fading. She was no one. She simply existed.
Dmitriv was concerned, but lacked all knowledge of what to do. So instead he wrapped himself up in working on the farm and doing small jobs of paperwork for his father.
Slowly he forgot his children too.
So the children raised each other. They knew their lives differed from the conventional families, but that was ok. Things could be worse, and they had each other.
Late June of 1993, Dmitriv received a letter concerning the divorce of his parents. He left immediately to Moscow.
Oksanna stayed with the children at the farmhouse.
The night Dmitriv left, Sergery stumbled across the farm.
Things were about to get a lot worse.
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Ok, Chapter 1 done…So…What'd'ya think?
Maybe a little slow…It'll pick up, promise! If you didn't know who Phoenix was by the end of the prologue, I'm sure you know now huh? CoughHIWATARIcough
Hehe
Do you like the way I'm writing it? And do you like Charlotte's little…intervention. I may have a couple more in later chapters, hopefully ones a little more meaningful than that one though
Anyway, Please review!! Can anyone guess where this is going??
I'd give you a hint but I want it to be a surprise.
Hehe, tell me to update…please, so I know ya'll like it. And trust me, blading will sneak it's way into the story later. Hehe.