Hi everyone! So I'm super excited for the VA movie but its ages away so in the meantime I felt like writing some fan fiction... I wasn't sure what to do but I decided on writing the whole book (and possibly the next books too, if people like what they see) from Dimitri's point of view. Please please please read and review, I would love to know what you guys are thinking! And if there's any fanfic requests (like if you want me to do think shots or something) please let me know! I'm happy to do anything. I really hope you enjoy this and I'll be posting chapter 2 as soon as I've written it! -Charlotte
I had been standing in the warm autumn night for quite some time now, waiting and waiting for some form of movement from the second story bedroom that was the subject of my attention. I was waiting for the two girls to wake up before I told them why I was here. I didn't want to storm in and draw attention to ourselves, and I didn't want to ambush two sleeping girls. They would leave the house eventually, most likely in a few hours or so, and we would have civilised conversation then. For the moment though, I stood watch, keeping an eye on the house.
Of course, I surveyed the yard in regular intervals, and through the shadows of the tree's I could see a boy inside the house, not much younger than myself, scratching away with a pen. Probably doing some last minute homework, because that's what teenagers did.
I stood watching him for a moment before I was interrupted by a bloodcurdling scream. It travelled loud and clear through the open window. My head snapped up and almost immediately, several of my fellow guardians, stationed around the area, advanced towards the house. I held my hands out, still keeping my eyes on the upstairs window, and the others understood my silent signal; they need not come closer.
Although the scream had sounded pretty serious, the voices that followed were not.
"I had that dream." My enhanced dhampir senses could just pick up the soft voice, but I took a couple of steps closer so I could fully catch the conversation.
"Yeah, I know." This time a slightly harder voice.
They stopped talking for a minute or two. I could see the back of a dark haired girls head through the window before a stray cat leaped through it. It kept its distance from the dark haired girl, continuing forward to where the other girl must have sat.
The dark haired girl talked again. She was the hard voiced one; I could tell because her voice sounded much closer than the softer voice. "When did we last do a feeding?" A feeding? I was sure now that the dark haired stranger was Rosemarie Hathaway, runaway novice and future guardian to Princess Vasilisa Dragomir. I was hardly surprised that she was feeding the princess. From what I had heard, they had been living on the fringes of society. Finding willing blood donors in the human world was a near impossible feat. Vasilisa didn't strike me as the type to forcibly take blood. That left only one option...
"It's been like...more than two days, hasn't it? Three? Why didn't you say anything?" Rose's voice interrupted my speculating, travelling down from the upper story.
"You were busy. I didn't want to—"
"Screw that." From my position under the tree, I could see a tall, blonde haired figure behind Rose as she moved over on the bed. Her face was tentative and I could only assume this was the princess. "Come on. Let's do this."
"Rose—"
"Come on. It'll make you feel better." I watched as Rose flipped her long dark hair over her shoulder, showing her neck to Vasilisa. The latter looked hesitant but a moment later she bared her teeth and dived forwards. From what I had heard of the conversation, she hadn't fed in days. She must have been incredibly weak and judging by the speed with which she fed, she must have been agonisingly thirsty.
She pulled back and wiped a small trickle of blood off her lips. She looked at Rose, her expression full of concern. "You okay?"
"I...Yeah. I just need to sleep it off. I'm fine." Her figure disappeared from my line of vision as she lay back on her bed, and only Vasilisa's looming form was visible to me.
"I'm going to get you something to eat." As she left the room, closing the door behind her, I barely made out Rose mumble something that sounded nothing like a normal sentence. She would be weak now, but we were going to wait until the morning to talk to them. She most likely wouldn't be in her right mind now and might act irresponsibly, which would draw attention. We certainly didn't need any of that right now. Though I'd never met her in my life, I could tell already that Rose Hathaway was one to protect her friends at all costs, particularly Vasilisa. I wasn't entirely sure how reasonable she was - she had, after all, broke out of St. Vladimir's and smuggled the princess with her - and I did not want cause for her to attack.
I turned my attention back to the window and noticed that in the short time I had been looking elsewhere, the stray cat had perched itself on the sill. As soon as I looked at it, it began to tense up. Most animals were repulsed by all dhampir's, including myself.
I allowed myself a quick look through the downstairs window - Vasilisa was rummaging through the fridge - and when I returned my gaze to the window, Rose Hathaway was standing there, blocking the light. I was well concealed by the shadows of the tree I was standing under, but she no doubt saw me. Even in her hazy, drugged up state, I saw the shock spread across her face. She jerked back a little, and her face filled with worry.
I stood there for only a moment, before stepping back into the darkness of the shadows once more. One of my accompanying guardians, Lionel, moved swiftly from his post and stood by me. Barely discernible, he spoke in my ear. "Oi Belikov, where are we coming at them from? Still sticking to our original plan?"
I heard the upstairs door shut before I saw Rose come hurriedly down the stairs. She looked quite flustered and dizzy, and she immediately went to the princess. "Yes. The nearest car is a block or two away. Far guardians can come at them from Brown Street," I spoke no louder to Lionel than he had to me. "Near guardians advance from here. We'll corner them."
Lionel nodded by way of confirmation, and I crossed the street. I was a far guardian tonight so I, along with the other half a dozen far guardians, had to run ahead. I took off, staying in the shadows of the buildings, and heard as the other guardians took place behind me. We were all fast, very fast, and crossed the distance in less than a minute.
Lionel and the other near guardians stayed behind, lurking in the shadows near the house. They were going to trail Vasilisa and Rosemarie, and then we would have them cornered. It was the most efficient way of getting them to stay put.
We only had to wait a minute or two before we saw the two girls stumbling along the sidewalk. Vasilisa, by nature, could not run all that fast. Rose, in her weakened state, could barely walk let alone run. The guardians trailing them didn't even break a sweat; they simply had to keep up a light jog to stay near the struggling girls. They were about two blocks away now, and I crossed back over to their side of the street. I, and the other guardians, were so well concealed by the shadows that the girls didnt even notice us.
They were about fifty meters away from the car that I was sure they were trying to get to, when I decided to make my appearance. I stepped out in front of them and they came to a halting stop, their eyes filled with terror. As they stood back to back, trying to watch all of us at once, my fellow guardians spread around the girls. They were encircled by us now. I could only hope that no one in their houses could see what was happening. I doubted it though; we were still concealed relatively well by the shadows.
Rose spoke before I had a chance. "Leave her alone. Don't touch her." I didn't even know this girl but I admired her bravery. Even though they were hopelessly outnumbered, she still tried to stop us. It was stupid but it was the kind of bravery people needed these days.
I held out my hands in a gesture that said I wasn't going to attack, and as I stepped forward I spoke. "I'm not going to—" She leaped out at me. I thought she was trying to do a kind of basic defence technique but she was so out of practise that I could hardly tell. Effortlessly, I raised my arm and knocked back her attack. She was still in a drugged up state, and one foot got tangled with the other and she fell at an awkward angle towards the ground. I felt bad attacking someone who wasn't coordinated enough to respond, or in their right mind but then again I wasn't the one attacking. I was defending myself from her hopeless attack.
Nonetheless, I didn't want to hurt her. I could have let her fall but that didn't seem fair given her current state, so lighting fast I grabbed hold or her arm and pulled her back up, steadying her on her feet. In doing this, Rose's hair had fallen back, exposing her neck. There was dark crimson blood smudged across it, some of it beginning to dry and go crusty. My eyes lingered on the bite a moment longer before she covered it up with her thick hair. In this light, even my enhanced eyesight couldn't make out of it was black or just really dark brown.
But that was irrelevant, and I snapped my eyes back form her neck and to the two petrified girls standing before me. Rose looked ready to attack again, but Vasilisa caught hold of her arm and looked pleadingly into her eyes. "Rose. Don't."
Truthfully, I didn't think that she would listen. Five minutes I'd known her, and already I sensed the inability to back down and give up. It was a good quality to have, but at times like these it could get frustrating. But, much to my surprise, I saw her body sag in defeat. She looked very much like she wanted to attack again but she seemed to realise how futile her attempts were against a skilled guardian, particularly when she was so weak.
Assuming that I would not be attacked again, I stepped towards the two girls once more. The fact that she was royalty, and not to mention the fact that we'd just ambushed her, made me feel that it was appropriate to address the princess as politely as was possible in a situation such as this. I swept her a bow before standing tall and looking down on her. "My name is Dimitri Belikov. I've come to take you suck to St. Vladimir's Academy, Princess."
