Anya firmly grabs her gown and makes a run for it through a small opening. Pooka follows, barking at all sides. She pushes through the hedge to come upon..
The bridge. Where they came to a stop. Anya cleans up her gown, after tripping over, and looks around.
"Anastasia..." A voice called evilly in the fog.
Anya turns to face...
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Rasputin. A silhouette in the moonlight, and a shadow in the fog. Hunched over. Atrophied. Holding the glowing Reliquary. He steps closer. Rasputin bows cynically, cruelly.
"Your Imperial Highness. Look what ten years has done to us. You: a beautiful young flower. And me: a rotting corpse." Rasputin snarled, steeping out of the fog, letting Anya see his face.
"That face!" Anya gasps in shock seeing this horrid man standing before her.
"Last seen at a party like this one."
"A curse...."
Rasputin ominously raises the Reliquary. "Followed by a tragic...night on the ice, REMEMBER!"
Rasputin fires a stream of crackling smoke from the Reliquary! It ices the bridge and everything around all it! Anya is thrown to the ground by the blast. The stone Cherub faces twist horribly, they grow fangs, pointed ears, they become devilish imps!
Anya picks herself up from the ground. She remembers this man, and the dastardly deed he had befallen upon her entire family. "Rasputin!"
"'Rasputin!'" The wizard mocked the auburn hair girl, then snarled. "Destroyed by your despicable family! But what goes around comes around!"
He bursts out in laughter as he raises the Reliquary. Anya stands frozen in terror, unsure of what comes next. Smoke billows out. Minions take shape from the smoke! They swarm towards Anya like a pack of locusts as she hears the flapping of thousands of wings, They taunt her, poke her, tear her dress, steal her crown! Spinning in circles!
"Stop no, get away. No, no..."
Bartok flies up to the Pegasus for safety. "You're on your own, Sir. This can only end in tears."
Rasputin laughs gleefully. Her terror brings him joy. The Minions begin to push Anya toward the bridge. Her back arches against the side, about to tip over. Pooka's eyes are huge.
Anya bats her arms, fighting them, hitting them. The Minions squawk like the cowards they are, and dissipate back into smoke. Anya locks her eyes onto Rasputin. She steps forward, facing his horror. "I'm not afraid of you." She declares.
Rasputin smiled evilly. "I can fix THAT! Care for a little swim...under the ice?"
Smoke shoots from the Reliquary. Cracks race across the bridge like lightning bolts. The bridge creaks and moans hideously! A blast of snow and ice slams into Anya like a fist, throwing her backwards as she slides down the side!
Rasputin laughs. "Say your prayers, Anastasia! No one can save you!"
"WANNA BET UGLY??!!" A sudden voice called out.
Rasputin spins to see Braedey charging at him, his sword still in its scabbard, while his eyes burned of anger and fury. Braedey smashes Rasputin in the face with his fist. He spins and the Reliquary shoots again, blasting at the bridge. Anya falls further downward as pieces of the bridge crumble down into the river beow. Braedey leaps over the side after her. Rasputin looks over the side at them.
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Braedey and Anastasia
FanfictionThis is the story of a boy trying to find her little sister, help recover her memories of her past, and return her to her grandmother. And, he must do so, before an evil sorcerer's curse from the past comes back from the dead, and tries to take her...
