Cruella stood in front of her old abandoned house thinking about her past. The place was dark and the house was only a few months away from collapsing. There were logs and fallen leaves all around the house. It smelled like rotten fruits. The only sound I heard was the hissing of honeybees on a nearby tree. The climbers made their way into the house through the broken windows.

The old days came in front of her like flashes while she walked towards the mansion. The time when she was little, five years old to be precise. She remembered it like it was yesterday. She remembered playing with her sister and all of a sudden there was yelling and screaming. Both of them ran inside to see their parents fighting.

"It's over, Richard," her mom said.

"I'm keeping Cruella with me. You can't take her away from me, Gigi," her dad, Richard, huffed.

"Fine. Mark my words I'll raise her sister like a queen. Now c' mon baby. "

She clearly remembered the moment when Gigi took away her sister from her and the fact that her mom didn't fight for her raised her to the top level of rage. Since then she only loved her father and hated the rest of the world.

Cruella opened the door and walked through the hallway taking long steps. The floor made creaks while she stepped on it. The condition of the interior of the house was even more terrible. Spider webs occupied the corners of the room. Curtains were black with dust.

The memories rushed back again. Her father was a devotee of Oen, the god of destruction. He insisted her to join him but she didn't and then Cruella started reading about all the glories that her sister is attaining while she was just sitting there doing nothing. She felt the need for catching up with her sister or at least destroy her glory. She joined the Oen devotees and they announced her as their leader. She got rewards by pleasing Oen. And her current mission was to destroy Berade.

She stopped in front of a door, turned the knob and walked through. And in an old chair a woman probably at her early twenties was tied up. She was in a mild sleep but when she saw Cruella, she started protesting and her slight screams echoed on the room. Her mouth was tied with black tape. Her brown hair fell over her face and looked weak like she was trapped here for a few days.

Cruella lit the lights and the woman in the chair gave her a death stare. She moved a chair in front and sat on it so that they are face to face.

"Hello sissy. What's up? You okay?" She laughed. The woman struggled on the chair she was tied to. Cruella pulled off the tape from her mouth. She coughed and spat.

All she could gather to say was, "Why?"

"No questions Anastasia. No questions. Who in the world would ever think that the world famous Anastasia Reyes, my twin sister, would be tied up like this."

Anastasia Reyes and Cruella Reyes, twins. The closer you look, the similarities between them increase, brown curls, fair complexion and the only difference was eye colour.

"I thought I should give some heads up on what I've been doing. Okay, let's start with your boyfriend. I killed his mother."

"You killed who? She was dead!" Ann said.

"No, she wasn't. But now she is." She put on an evil smile.

"Second thing I trapped that enemy of yours in a place that people don't even know about. You can thank me later."

"Who are you talking about?"

"That actor guy who tripped you."

"Austin!" Ann exclaimed.

"Yup."

"Why are you doing this to me? Let me go." She cried.

"You wanna know why I'm doing this? You wanna know bitch? Let me tell you, I had nobody while you had everything. And the only happiness I got was when Oen gave me rewards for completing missions and the last one he asked me to do was kill the king of Berade and I knew that you were in love with that prince guy, so when I thought about it, that was an easy way. Thanks to the similarity of faces 'atleast'."

"You can't do this Cruella. Don't you dare touch my family."

"I don't need your opinions." She placed a piece of bread in her mouth, "For your baby. I don't want to kill that thing."

"Why is there gloves in my hands?"

"Let me make it clear for you, not my piece of cake, but just so  we're clear. You and Austin are the chosen ones by Ybris to fight against Oen. And I know you have the power of fire but I'm not letting you use it, at least until I kill the king and make your prince my slave. Well, you clearly can't use it because you're pregnant."

"You're not-"

"No more questions."

Cruella slammed the door and went out.

Tears roll down Anastasia's cheeks making it warm. She was filled with anger and helplessness.

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                      Anastasia Reyes

It was after we shot the last scene of the movie Repels.

"You guys not done yet? Ah, love birds!" Joanne said.

"Let's go home," Dex said.

"Wait. Let me change this dress and grab my bag. Be back soon." I said.

"Okay."

I went to my room and grabbed my bag when I heard a knock on the door. It was my dad, I haven't seen him in like ages. He was fat and bald. I ran towards him and pulled him into a hug like a little child.

"Hey. How are you, dad?"

"I'm fine honey. Don't mind me just do your stuff I just want to talk."

He walked in and sat on a couch. I grabbed all the stuff from my desk and put it in my bag and when it looked at the mirror I saw Cruella standing behind me. Before I could think of anything she hit my head with a steel rod. My vision went black and all I could hear was the sounds of my dad and sister talking. My hands became cold like ice. My feet were no longer able to hold the weight of my body.

"I'll go with Dex. You take her." I recognized Cruella's sound.

"Okay." Dad's voice.

I woke up tied to this chair in my old home feeling nauseous and weak.

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                   To be continued...