And there's nothin' like a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
No one likes a mad woman
You made her like that
And you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out
And you find something to wrap your noose around
And there's nothin' like a mad woman
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Anya Inanov has always been her father's favourite. It wasn't hard, no it was fairly easy. All she ever had to do was listen. Her brother Nikolai was an idiot, he wasted everything on drugs, booze and girls. Her sister Kira had the potential but her hatred for her father overpowered her common sense.
Anya was perfect. Even from a young age she knew it was better to be liked then disliked. She pretended to be interested when her father babbled on and on about his legacy, She played russian roulette, she listened to his stupid rules.
In return she got everything and anything she could ever want.
She's a nice girl, Or that's what she told herself when her brother called her crying, begging her to just talk to him.
Being the nice sister that she is, she went to see him and ended up being kidnapped and then saved and then stuck on a bullet train.
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