This story is about how lost people can try to find their way home again.
Takes place during shadow kiss Strigoi attack. Dimitri is not taken, the cabin scene did happen, but the attack is not directly after. It has been a few days since the cabin incident. Please read.
Disclaimer: I do not own VA
Strigoi. I can feel that they are near and I know what I must do. I run towards them, my silver stake in hand and tackle the manly one to the ground. He begins wrestling with me, trying to get a little bit of the control. How they got past the wards and into the school in the first place is a curious thing to me. I high kick his face causing him to falter a little bit and ultimately get angry at me.
"You shouldn't have done that!" he growls coming at me stronger and harder then he had been previously. He raises his arms to punch me in the face, but I successfully block it and turn it around on him. Two more Strigoi jump out of surrounding areas and come after me. I dodge the first ones punch, which only makes her hit her companion. I kick the first one in the chest and use that as leverage to flip off of him and side kick the other two.
Two more male Strigoi come after me and I dodge all of there punches and more importantly their fangs. The first three I was originally fighting jump up and charge at me. I have five surrounding me, but I am Rose Hathaway and I can defiantly take them all.
"You're going down girly!" one of them growls. I don't pay attention to which one, I just kick in the direction of the voice and then here a low growl. I hit something and all I know is the there is more I can hurt. I try swinging the stake in their direction, but they dodge in a similar way I did moments ago. Someone whistles loudly, alerting more Strigoi. Three more charge toward us adding to the lot making the new grand total 8. I am surrounded by 8 Strigoi. I know I can not win against all of them without some sort of help, but we are too far away from the school for anybody to notice us. Where are all those damned Guardians when you actually need them around?
I don't back down. I continue to fight them, fending them off the best I can. I kick and punch in every direction hitting them and pushing them off, but it is not enough. i am suddenly in the grasp of four of the total. One holding each my arms and legs. I try squirming but it is no use. They have me.
"Rose I would stop if I were you. You don't want us to accidentally slip up and eat you before we can get you home." They know my name. This was not a chance meeting. Someone planed for this attack. They wanted me. The remaining Strigoi put a blindfold over my eyes and something in my mouth to gag me. I try squirming again which only causes them to handcuff my hands tightly behind my back and tie something around my feet to keep me as in place as they can. I am officially screwed.
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I open my eyes and quickly adjust them to the light of the bright sunshine. I sit up urgently and take a long look at my surroundings. An old graveyard with ancient looking tombstones surrounds me in every direction. What the heck. I look down at my hands that are caked in dried blood and dirt, and try to think of how I could've possibly gotten here. I stand up and look down at the tattered dress that clings loosely to my body. The light breeze makes it swivel around my waist. I start walking down a stone pathway and wince in pain at the first step. I have no shoes on and my feet are cut open.
I walk anyways making my way out of the home of the dead. The main gate is locked with a big padlock and thick chains. I climb over it with no effort and land on the sidewalk on the other side. How I did that the way I did, wows me. I must have climbed gates before somehow. I walk quickly down the sidewalk of what appears to be Main Street with no clue of where I am going or even where I am.
An old fashioned Diner sits on the corner and I slip inside unnoticed. The walls and floors are checkered theme and the booths have that sparkly red fabric that you usually see in the movies. I slip into a booth at the far end of the restaurant and nervously shake. Eyes are glued on me and I don't know who has dumped me in that graveyard or if they could be out there, watching me.
"My name is Donna Jo, I will be your server today. May I interest you in a fresh cup of coffee?" a tall thin woman asks wearing a typical looking diner attire with a while apron around her waist. She is older, long grey hair pulled up into a bun and oval shaped glasses on her face. I look at the coffee pot in her hand, the warm brown liquid sending out hot white steam. I nod and she pours me a cup. "Are you ok, dearie?" She asks looking over my messed up appearance. The dirt is all over my body and I wouldn't be wrong to guess the dried blood is too.
"Where am I?" I ask taking a small sip of the coffee. It is warm and feels so good running down my throat.
"We are in a Diner on Main Street in Michie, Tennessee. Population 675. Where you from Dearie?" She asks setting a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon down in front of me.
"I can't remember. I can't remember anything." I say staring at the eggs with such a hunger I have never experienced before.
"Eat. It's on the house. Dr. Roberts should be here in 30 minutes if you're willing to stick around. You really look like you could use his help." I nod and she leaves to go serve other customers. The restaurant starts buzzing with customers who all receive home cooked meals that all smell delectable. I finish my meal just in time for Donna Jo to walk back over to me with a man in a white lab coat. He must be Dr. Roberts.
"Donna Jo says you can't remember where you are from, young lady," he says with a country accent. I shake my head and watch as he sets a black bag on the table. He opens it and pulls out an otoscope and looks into my eyes. "What is your name?" he asks me.
"I don't remember," I say blinking slightly. He pulls out the stethoscope and presses it to my chest. I breathe in deeply so he can hear my heartbeat or lungs, whatever he is really listening too.
"You got quite a set of lungs there." He comments with a small laugh. "Only times I see that kind of lungs are in runners or children with loud mouths." Either I have a big mouth or I can really run. Either way I can't remember which.
"Can you use doctor records or something to find out who I am?" I ask hoping he can. All I want is to go home, wherever home may be, and take a nice long shower.
"No, but we can have the police look into records of missing people. Maybe you will show up there." I nod and let him continue to examine me. He presses on my stomach and I wince a little at the force of his touch. He notices my reaction and moves the stethoscope over my stomach.
"What is it doctor?" I ask as I stare at the shocked expression on his face.
"I am going to need you to take a couple tests, but I have a good feeling that you are pregnant, young lady." So not only do I have no family that I can remember, or even who I am, but I am going to raise a baby on my own through out this all. Life really does suck.
DPOV(night of the attack)
"Belikov," I answer my phone as I lead a pile of students into the secured cafeteria. Guardians stand positioned all around the room, ready to fight and protect all of the children.
"You're needed out by the old guardian watch post. Some of the newer Guardians are unable to identify some odd looking tracks. I am going to see about getting others to come help from nearby areas." Alberta instructs.
"On it," I hang up and sprint towards the cabin Roza and I had lain only a couple days ago. 5 guardians are scanning the area for clues as to what could've happened. Strigoi had managed to come onto campus and attacked very few guardians. I was fighting a blond one and suddenly he stopped and took off running. No one knows what they came for, but if they all left the way they did then they must have gotten what they came for.
"Guardian Belikov, there are footprints leading off through the woods, but they wall disappear after about 500 feet. There seems to have been a struggle here. My guess is 7-10 Strigoi." Guardian Samuel Kingsly tells me. I crouch down and look at the different footprints and other imprints on the ground.
"It looks like there was a guardian trying to fend them off," I say noting the imprints of bodies in the mud. "You are right on the approximate number of Strigoi. Have you found a body or anything indicating a guardian had been here?" I ask Samuel.
"We found some shards of rope, shreds of some cloth, possibly pieces of clothing and a silver stake."
"Bring them here," I command and he rushes over to where they already bagged the evidence. He hands me a couple bags of evidence and I look it over. Bag one contains locks of different colors of hair a piece or red cloth, resembling a woman's shirt and some cut rope. The second bag contains a silver stake. Near the top is a slight geometric design. I looks exactly likeā¦
She wasn't in the cafeteria with the other students, and I hadn't seen her since earlier that morning. I doubt anyone has. Well anyone, but Strigoi.
"They have Rose," I tell them.
