I didn't care where I was going, just as long as it was far away from my father. Snow could slow you down if you were not used to it, but I was born in weather like this so it wasn't too much of a problem for me.

The air was quiet and cold, but I was used to it. The sky was gray as well.

I had to hide somewhere until all of this cooled down, but where could I go? I could go to Aunt Ukraine's, but I'm sure some of her citizens wouldn't like the idea of a Russian dictator around. I could go to Aunt Belarus, but I doubted anyone would want me there, especially Nicholi. I didn't want to go visit any of my friends and be a burden to them. So what could I do? I had no other choice but to find a hiding place.

I ran through one of the city streets when I heard a familiar voice.

"Ivan!"

I turned around and saw Amelia. What on Earth was she doing here?

"Amelia? Why are you here?" Amelia was America's daughter, and she acted like him too. I meet her while chasing after a man named Yao only months ago.

"I wanted to see you, Ivan. Well, that's only part of the truth. I want to help you with the dispute with your family."

What did she say? She came all the way here to get involved in my family's affair? What was up with the Americans?

I didn't want to be rude and just chase her away, but I also didn't want to show her that I was angry.

"Amelia, I understand that you and your father wanting to help. But this doesn't involving you. You should just going home." She hung her head.

"I know Ivan. But you know that your Aunt and my Dad are friends now. And I can't just sit around and let this continue. I want you to have peace."

"This is none of your business, Amelia. You can't decide this. You understand the danger if you and your father helping us?"

"But I-"

"Nyet, Amelia! Now please, just leave us alone!" I ran away from her, not looking back or apologizing for my outburst. I knew I probably hurt her feelings, and I really did feel bad about that. But I also knew I was right, and she did too but tried to ignore it.

I didn't see where I was going but I didn't care. I just had to get away.

I stopped to catch my breath and rested my hand to a huge rock. In doing so, ice covered the rock and I stepped back in surprise. Where did that come from?

I looked down at my hands and realized that they where cold, even with my gloves. I backed away from the rock and bumped into a tree. I turned around put my hand to the tree, which then turned to ice as well.

"What's going on?" I wondered out load. I heard a twig snap and I turned around to see Nicholi.

"Ivan? What did you do?"

"I...I don't knowing. Whatever I touch turns to ice."

"You're dangerous!" Nicholi said as he began to back away with a fearful look on his face.

"Nyet, I didn't meaning any of this!" I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen to me.

"You're just liking Uncle Russia! Stay away from me!" He ran away from me, but I chased after him.

"Nicholi, coming back! Don't running away, please!" I tripped over a tree root and stumbled to the snowy ground. When I looked up, I couldn't see any sign of my cousin.

"What am I?" I asked myself, looking down at my hands again and I felt fear.

I suppose I fell asleep afterwords because the next thing I knew it was getting dark. I still haven't found a place to stay safe. I heard growling coming from behind me and I saw wolves surrounding me.

I picked up a fallen branch and scraped a rock across the edge, making it light up with fire. The wolves saw me do this and back away some, but they didn't leave me alone. They growled and barked at me, making me feel desperate enough to do whatever was necessary to get away. In fact, that's what I did. I tossed away the torch at a wolf and it ran off with its tail between its legs.

I sprang at one of the wolves without understanding why and choked it to the ground. The other wolves got scared and ran away, leaving their companion in my hands.

When I realized that I had attacked the animal, it was already dead. I feel to my knees and held my head. Then I screamed.

What was happening to me? Why couldn't I control my desire to kill? I had no answers, and I didn't feel comfortable being alone. So I got reckless, and risked it all with my Aunt Ukraine.

I dragged myself miserably over to her house and knocked on her door.

Aunt Ukraine boobs bounced as she approached and opened the door and she was surprised to see me.

"Ivan? What brings you here?"

"I'm sorry. I do not wishing to be burden on you and Ukrania, but I needing a place to stay for tonight. Maybe for a while."

"But what about your father? Can't you go back home?"

"I...I don't wanting to go home. I had enough of my Father praising for the bad things I doing. Please, Aunt Ukraine. Just tonight?"

She stared at me a long time. A worried look appeared on her face.

"Ivan, there's something going on more than just not wanting to be with your father, is there?"

I turned away from her, ashamed to admit it. But I gave a reluctant nod. She embraced me close, and I could tell that she was going to cry again.

"Oh, Ivan. I'm so sorry that this had to happen to you."

"Aunt Ukraine, do you know what's going on with me?" I could feel that she nodded her head.

"Yes, Ivan. You've inherited your father's fear" I looked up at her.

"Can the same fear be inherited?"

"I don't know, but I can see it in your eyes. Your father had the same look when he was growing up."

Now I felt like crying. I didn't want to be like my Father, but I was indeed becoming him. I buried my face to her chest.

"Come inside," Aunt Ukraine said as she led me inside her house. "Go sit by the fire. It may making you feel better" I did what she said, but even though the flame was warm, I felt as if I couldn't feel it.

Aunt Ukraine sat down next to me a moment later, with a try of hot coca. But I didn't touch it.

"It...It's not fair, Aunt Ukraine! It's just not fair!" I managed to say before breaking down into tears.

"I know, Ivan. I know," she said softly as she rubbed my head and held me close.