Dark_Psycho
Omen of Death
You all know the story of Anastasia. Well this is a different time and place. All the tsar are gone and dead. The palace hasn't been used in years. All was quite. Though rumors in st. Petersburg have been spreading about that there is one tsar that still lives. Where was she, what she look like? Everyone was looking for her including a dark man named Rafe. He had sold his sold to the devil in exchange the tsar were killed and disbanded. This last Tsar had no family left she was an orphan, but if she was a liven she had the rightful claim to the palace and the imperial Russian army.
She was brought up in an orphanage with no memory of who she was, who her family is. She was now 19 and kicked out. She landed in the snow softly. She sat at the fork in the road, waiting deciding what to do. She finally head's to St. Petersburg and walked the streets. She walked along side the boreded up palace.
Kenzi was bundled up in clothes as she walked. She looked down at her cat Villain. "Cold day to be kicked out." She mumbles. She finally stopped in the fork in the road. She looked at the signs."Which way to go. The docs or St. Petersburg? " She asks herself allowed.
Irish Ice Queen
She was brought up in an orphanage with no memory of who she was, who her family is. She was now 19 and kicked out. She landed in the snow softly. She sat at the fork in the road, waiting deciding what to do. She finally head's to St. Petersburg and walked the streets. She walked along side the boreded up palace.
Kenzi was bundled up in clothes as she walked. She looked down at her cat Villain. "Cold day to be kicked out." She mumbles. She finally stopped in the fork in the road. She looked at the signs."Which way to go. The docs or St. Petersburg? " She asks herself allowed.
Irish Ice Queen