Overwatch Young Ana Novels & Stories

This was another reason the emperor was angry with her and she’d be punished for it. Ana dropped her dress in a crumpled pile on the floor and took her boots off. Once dressed in her own type of personal uniform, she looked at herself critically in the mirror. With a black tank top on the vines of red roses, tattooed across her left shoulder was visible as she looked at her lean frame. Like most vampires, Ana was on the lean side, but she also had the height which was exceptional in it’s own right. She looked like the emperor, in many ways. Her legs were covered in black fatigues, and she’d put her boots back on.

I thought about how long it would take me to find what I needed once I was inside, assuming I could get inside, assuming I could get close enough to the inner compound unseen, assuming I could do all of this without the Prince of Ironfang looking at me like he was already two steps behind me and closing the gap. I pressed my mother's ring against my sternum. "You can't sleep either," said a voice from below me. I looked over the edge of the bunk. The girl had rolled over and was looking up at me with dark eyes and a round face and an expression that was almost cheerful, which seemed completely inappropriate given the circumstances. "I'm Sena," she said quietly. "Ana," I said. My cover name.

Ana grinned and confidently crossed her arms, observing the people in front of her. “Apologies. It has been quite some time since I last laid eyes on them, hence my initial reaction. However, rest assured, I am capable of handling myself. I refuse to succumb to fear any longer, as I am no longer a weakling,” Ana declared. Her friends nodded in agreement, offering comforting pats on her shoulder. “All I feel now is pure anger,” she added, directing her gaze towards the Villalobos, who were also fixated on her. “Hmm…”

a soft and extremely timid voice of a girl uttered. Contrary to her voice though, Ana exudes the aura of a hunter with her all-black fitted tracksuit and high ponytail. She also held a dagger, which I do not know where she got, and swiftly swung it around as she walked towards the stiff Sebastian and me. "You were serious..." Sebastian unconsciously muttered. "I don't lie... unlike your friend, obviously" she sarcastically replied with an arched eyebrow. "A-ahem! Ha Ha Haa..." I awkwardly laughed trying to ease the rising tension from that one phrase.

She had brown earphones plunged deep into her eardrums and covered them with her hair so that no one could see them. Since the day Ana came to her, excited about the fact that her dad was going to help her be mated with Alpha Rasmore, she had been stalking her by planting a voice device in her hair. It was so tiny, just like the strands of hair, and there was no way she was ever going to dig it out. Ana had excellent sensory organs, so stalking her was never going to be fruitful. She could see someone watching her from a long distance away.

I was going to be smart, I was going to be a good girl, playing the survival game. I stood up, the girl visibly relieved at that, not even hiding it. I guess she really wanted to take off that bad. I touched my head, making sure that my crown was still in place. I was not going to come out of the jet as Ana, Ana was dead, she died the minute she stepped in that jet. I was going to step out as ' Werewolf Princess Anastasia Nikita Furthrone, Defender of the Northern lands, Commander of the Lethal swords, Lady of Rockland, Future Queen of the Vampire species.'

Fortunately, at the time the men at the surveillance room were busy having conversations with each other while sharing some coffee, they did not notice Ana sneaking in into the hallway of the guard’s wing where she had successfully entered. Young Ana had never felt more alive, for the first time she felt a sense of thrill from being able to rebel against her father order. It was quite an experience for the rather naïve and innocent girl. Being the sole daughter of Grigory Orlovsky with only male siblings, she was the most beloved child among the rest, but that meant they had protected her more than others, even her brothers, Ivan “Vanya” and Mikhail “Misha” Orlovsky are both as protective of

Ana on the other hand preferably saw this as a win for her, even though she hasn't grasped what was going on, she aimed to bring her brother close, to arms reach. She got there, dragged him backward, and used a piece of cloth to cover his nakedness. Her eyes then travel to the front, to the unmoving enemy that was now muted and seemed to be enjoying the show before his eyes. "Ain't you gonna attack?" Ana asked getting rather impatient. That was what she was expecting all this while but that never came. "Attack!! what good will it do if an attack a weakling like you?" The figure fired at her and then smirk afterward.

Chuckling, Caroline looked down, before raising her head to look up at Ana again. “ Because... ” Ana wondered and stepped forward. Her hand shot forward to grab Caroline's hair, who hissed out in pain “ I will stab you so many times that even a drop of blood won't be left in your body. ” “ Leave me Ana! ” Hissing, Caroline tried to get her hair out of her painful grip, when Ana leaned down to glare at her “ Listen to me carefully. I am about to lose my mind here and I am not sure what I can and cannot do anymore. And if it comes down to shit, you will be the first person I will kill. Horribly. ” Hissing through her teeth, Ana left Caroline's hair with a jerk and she stumbled back, before fal

I ask him, clenching my teeth, but he just sighs, shaking his head again. “I understand that you are grieving but you are not thinking rationally. You should really take a step back. Them losing their lives is just horrible. There wasn’t any proof that she actually did it.” I sigh, rubbing my face with my hands. “Dad, we found her on the scene. We have Joey, who told us that she saw them together. This isn’t… A child would never lie.” Joey is also Ana’s younger sister. Ana joined the pack together with Hailey and she is a hard-working and well-educated she-wolf, who worked hard to become the pack doctor’s assistant.