in which daughter of an immigrant, now turned Goddess, navigates life after realising there's more to living than murder and carnage.
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[fem. pj x niklaus...
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VILIJA UGIANSKIENE had never anticipated the situation she was currently in.
After Lithuania had been liberated from the Soviets, or so the westerners said, her country had collapsed into a state of poverty. Although previously being a small and relatively unnoticed country, the sovereign state still did well for it's people, however with the loss of a stable government, it was no wonder the country had slipped.
So when a man who was so obviously western sauntered into her place of work, it greatly surprised her: Lithuania, in the eyes of America and Britain was filled with nothing but poverty and good for nothing alcoholics, clearly not worthy of their oh so precious time. Although the stereotype offended Vilija greatly, there was nothing she could do.
She watched as the man walked over to the counter, asking the bartender for kvass and then sitting down in the middle of the canteen.
Vilija, not at all being subtle, had been noticed by him, he sent a quick smile and that gave her the courage to walk up to him. There was no one in the canteen so no tables to serve.
"Labas"
"Hello"
The rest was history.
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THIS BRINGS US to Vilijas current problem.
She was in labour.
Not only was she in labour, but the dark haired man who she had fallen in love with had business on Olympus. With no way to contact him and no available hospital rooms left, her only option was the streets.
She did not want to give birth on the streets of Kaunas, her baby's first breathe would most likely be cut short by one of the new upstart gangs in the area.
Vilija's thought process was cut short as she screamed in pain feeling her baby fighting to get out - she seriously needed some borscht right now.
Of course, her scream had either brought forth some mafia leader or the babushkas in the area: she was hoping for the latter.
And so her prayers were finally answered when an old woman with a humpback and thick woollen scarf ran her way.
"o dieve! tu turi ateiti su manim į mano butą, aš padėsiu, mano draugai jau ten. Tau nėra ko jaudintis, aš pagimdžiau daug vaikų!" [oh god! you must come with me to my apartment, I will help you, my friends are already there. You have no need to worry, I have given birth to many children!]
"ačiu labai teta, gali man padeti?" [thank you so much auntie, could you help me?]
That's how Vilija Ugianskiene ended up on a carpeted sofa, with around ten babushkas staring at her whilst she gave birth.
The Babushka who had initially came over to her to help, Zina, was calling for Vilija to push more.
"dar kart ir man atrodo jau baksis!" [once more and i think it'll be over!]
Suddenly, many things happened at once.
Vilija pushed, Zina moved closer towards her, and the babushkas all gasped in unison as a baby was born into the world.
It was silent for a few moments before a baby's shriek echoed throughout the apartment. The little girl kicked and screamed for her mother as Zina quickly wrapped the baby in cloth before passing her to Vilija.
"koks jos vardas bus?" [what'll her name be]
"Karolina, Karolina Ugianskyte."
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KAROLINA WAS NOW 3. Zina had kindly offered to house Vilija and her daughter as she had taken a fondness to the mother daughter duo, seeing herself in the young mother. Vilija's parents had passed in 1991, her apartment block had been attacked by Russian soldiers after some anti-soviets in their area had marched in protest to the regime. Of course, being innocent citizens who had nothing to do with the protest, Vilija's parents were still shot in the head for merely living in the area.
Vilija had not gotten over it, but it had been 5 years since then and she had passed her stages of grief to acceptance.
Bringing us back to the present, Karolina was playing with handmade paper dolls on the carpet as Zina and Vilija made ruski pierogi in the small kitchen.
"Aš noriu duoti jai geriausią gyvenimo galimybę, kurios aš niekada neturėjau" [I want to give her the best chance at life, a chance i never had]
"Tu jau esi labai gera mama, bet suprantu ką nori man pasakyti" Zina responded. [you are already a very good mother, but i understand what you are meaning to tell me]
"Man reikia eiti į Ameriką, aš žinau kad čia, po viską, inai niekada tūris gera gyvenimą," Vilija sighed resentfully. She wished she could stay, but she knew her choices were slim in the country she was, so with the squeals of young Karolina in the background and the help of Zina, Vilija had planned her route to America. [I need to go to America, i know that here, after everything, she will never have a good life]
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VILIJA AND HER DAUGHTER HAD SAFELY ARRIVED IN AMERICA. With the help of Poseidon and his expertise she was able to get a fake passsport for herself and her child, going under the names Sally and Persephone Jackson.
She had renamed herself in the hopes that the anti-soviet sentiments that had been harbouring here in New York wouldn't affect herself and her daughter greatly; they would rename themselves and due to the American's obliviousness, she could easily say that their accents were not russian but in fact italian or something of the sort.
And so, with a heavy heart and $100 in her pocket, Sally Jackson and her daughter Persephone entered the Western world, leaving behind all they knew in hopes for a better life.
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Okay! First chapter done, as of right now I have nothing pre written but i'm sure that fact will change as I'm probs only gonna publish this once i have at least another 2 chapters pre written (spoiler alert: i don't have anything pre written and still am gonna publish this)
i'm literally 1000% sure this has never been done before because this is obviously gonna b vvv au 😭😭 i don't even know how this idea came into my head, i mean, i love crossovers, i love my home country (WHOOP LIETUVA 🇱🇹🇱🇹🇱🇹) and idk i guess it just came to me
