The War destroyed Angelina Karenina's life.
Angelina was a half-blooded girl, she had long golden-blond hair that was always tied into a neat ponytail and beautiful dark brown eyes.
She had a sister named Natasha Karenina, she had straight black hair and crystalline blue eyes.
Her mother was a beautiful Russian girl while her father was an Ukrainian soldier.
On February 15 2022, her mother left the family, taking Natasha with her.
Angelina never knew the reason for her mother's disappearance, but she kept contact with her sister.
One day, Angelina recieved a voicemail message from her sister: When are you coming home?
Angelina's eyes filled with tears, she turned to her maid and sobbed in desperation.
"I want my dad!" she wailed, "I want my family, why did god plan my life like this?"
The maid held the sobbing girl in her arms, glancing at the clock.
The numbers showed 11:00 P.M, there was a sudden knock on the door. The maid got up to answer the knock while Angelina curled up on the carpet.
The maid and the visitor whispered to each other, finally Angelina drifted off to sleep, not knowing that this visitor was about to change her life.
"Father?" Angelina yawned, pushing herself onto a sitting position.
Her eyes widened as she realized where she was.
The room she was in was cold and damp, the floor was hard and icy cold. Angelina shivered, serveying the situation.
Suddenly, she let out a cry of fright, there at the door, a man was pointing a gun at her.
"Shut up!" the man barked, loading up the gun in his hands, it was an AK-47, pointed right at her head.
Angelina only stared up at the man, scared out of her mind. Slowly, she backed into a corner and hugged her knees.
Why am I here? She asked herself silently, have I done something wrong?
Suddenly, the chamber doors swung open and two other figures were forced into the room.
"What are you doing to me?" one of the figures said.
Angelina stiffened, she knew that voice.
It belonged to her sister Natasha Karenina.
The man at the door pointed the gun at her and growled, snarling.
Natasha fell quiet.
The man standing in the doorway forced the girl's face onto the ground and shoved a young woman into the room, once the woman was inside and tied up, the man slammed the door shut.
Angelina stared at the woman and immediately knew that this was her mother.
Slowly, she made her way towards her mother and untied her. Then, Angelina crawled over to her sister who was still laying motionlessly on the ground.
"Natasha!" she whispered.
No reply.
"Natasha!" she said, a little louder.
Still no reply.
Angelina's mother reached out and felt her daughter's pulse.
Still, cold, lifeless.
Angelina's mother stood shakily, pointing a finger at the man holding the gun.
"You!" she let out a curse.
"You killed my daughter!" she ran at the man, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The man calmly aimed his gun.
Angelina held her breath, horrified.
Time seemed to slow as the man pulled back the trigger, a bullet flew out and hit her mother right in the chest.
"No!" Angelina wailed.
Moments ago, she had felt hope, her family had found her. But now, all she could feel was icy cold.
Angelina fell to the ground, her eyes round with despaire.
The seconds turned into minutes, the minutes turned into hours, the hours turned into days, and the days turned into weeks.
One day, the door opened. Angelina didn't bother looking up, many other women had been forced into the room, but not one of them were alive right now.
But then something unexpected happened.
"You f**king piece of sh*t! I thought you were on our side!" a man snarled, pointing a hand pistol to another man's head.
The man glared back, "I am on your side!"
"Then prove it!" the first man mocked, "Kill this girl!"
The second man was wearing a mask, he turned to Angelina, horror stretched across the man's face but he pulled a pack of bullets from his bag and began loading his gun.
Angelina Karenina had enough, she stood up, shaking violently.
"What do you want from me!?" she screamed.
"Now's your chance," the first man snickered.
The man in the mask made his way towards Angelina, slowly raising the pistol, he fired a clumsy shot, but Angelina was very fast, she ducked out of the way and yanked off the man's mask.
Shock filled the room as Angelina stared apon the mans face, it was her dad. Her dad had aged and his hair was now mostly grey, but Angelina knew without a dought that this was the man who once loved her and her family.
"I'm sorry." Her father choked out, tears racing down his cheek as he raised the pistol once more.
"Great! Kill me!" Angelina screamed, "You didn't love me! You never even cared about the family! My mother is gone and so is my sister! There is no more reason for me to live!"
Angelina started smiling uncontrollably, as though she had become insane.
Her father shook with uncertainty and pain as he raised the pistol and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Angelina fell to the ground, blood pooled around her as pain shot through her body.
"Y-you can destroy me, but you will never win..." Angelina whispered as her life ebbed away, never to be returned again.