DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or the characters in it *pouts and sits in a corner* Stephenie Meyer owns it all *grabs a Twilight Book and points to her name* SEE! *tosses book behind her and starts typing some more.
A/N: Please be nice. This is my first Fan Fiction. So I know it will probably be lacking certain things, but that's why I am expecting constructive criticism and maybe even a BETA reader. This story is based on the movie "Anastasia" I hope that you like it and I am accepting CONSTRUCTIVE criticism…and complements are also welcome :D
Grandma Ma POV:
I was visiting my son, Charlie and his family at the Palace. Tonight was the grand ball. I was sitting in my seat. I had the best seat in the entire Palace. I was watching everyone dance with their respectful partners. The orchestra had just finished playing and everyone of course clapped as a common courtesy to them.
As I was looking around all of a sudden I hear my youngest granddaughter, Bellastasia. "Grandma ma! grandma ma! Look at this wonderful picture I made for you! Do you like it?" "Yes, my darling! It is a wonderful picture of a hippopotamus" "Grandma ma, it's not a hippopotamus, it's a picture of a girl sitting on a bench!" my little Bellastasia said as she handed me her hand-drawn picture.
I of course always visit my family for awhile but unfortunately always have to leave them and go back to my Paris. "Grandma ma, do you have to leave? I mean, you just got here." My poor Bellastasia and I have always been very close, I mean I am close to my children and grandchildren, but I always had an exceptional connection with my Bella. " My darling I think this might cheer you up." I said as I reached into my bag. "Oh dear, it seems I left the present in my room I will be right back…
I love it when my grandma ma visits us here in Russia. I mean I love my mother, father and my 3 older sisters. I was a "disappointment" considering that my father, Tsar Charlie II was wanting a son after having 3 daughters, but my mother and father still loved me of course. I had just finished my needlework that I and my sisters did that was later auctioned off at charity events. We lived a simplified life. I think it is because my father didn't want the royalty to go to our heads. One of my sisters, Maria, is like my best friend. We did everything together.
We were even nicknamed "The Little Pair". But back to my dear grandma ma. I absolutely loved it when she came to visit. She made the balls even more exciting than they already were. "My darling Bellastasia here is the gift that I have brought for you." I took the beautiful gold oval box and was in awe of how extraordinary it was. "Grandma ma, I love this jewelry box." "My dear Bellastasia, this is not jewelry box, here let me show you." My grandma ma took the beautiful box from me and took out a necklace with a small key-like pennant dangling from it. She then proceeded to put the key into a small slot on the side of the box and then the top of the box popped up and started playing the most wonderful tune, then it hit me, "OH grandma ma, it's our lullaby!"
(Once Upon A December)
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
once upon a December.
I quickly hugged my grandma ma after we finished singing our lullaby. "Oh grandma ma, I love it so much!" "Then you will love this even more my Bellastasia." She took the necklace that had the key and told me to read what the key had written on it. "Together in Paris". Once I finished reading it I quickly gave my grandma ma a hug , but this sweet moment was cut short by a loud BANG! I turned to see this wrinkly-old scary, but familiar man storming through the giant palace doors right up to my father. When I heard my grandmother whisper his name in horror "Rasputin".
Of course! That's why this man looks so familiar. He was the man who was my father's confidant but I could tell that he always despised Charlie. By eavesdropping on the servants and maids that Rasputin secretly sold his soul so that he would have "magic" and he apparently wanted to be Tsar and that Charlie didn't deserve it. I was about to run to my father's side but was held back by my grandma ma. Just then Rasputin was getting ready to speak.
I finally did the impossible. I became the mystic of both "good" and "bad" magic. Now I can take what is rightfully mine. That imbecile didn't deserve to be Tsar. All the signs had pointed to me! I mean I have the power of both good and evil on my side. I could influence the people of Imperial Russia to overthrow the Romanovs, but where's the fun in that? Why not just but a curse on the family. And just sit back and see Charlie wreck the government then watch the people revolt and storm the palace.
Now there's a plan, now all I need to do is get over there and crash that stupid infernal ball. I will be Tsar if it's the last thing I do!
oooooo..talk about a Cliffhanger I wonder what Rasputin has in mind for Charlie and Bellastasia?
Ok so what did you think of the first chapter? I know, I know, the POV's were kinda short, but do not worry I plan to make them longer as the story progresses. I think I want at least 5 reviews before I continue this story. Don't worry though I plan to keep writing chapters just in case so if I get any at all I will still update people.