1929

The Vatican was burning. And it was all his fault.

My body was aching for rest, and Dimitri layed at my feet. I turned towards Micheal, holding the anger in my eyes at my love's death.

"Tu l'hai ucciso!(You killed him!)" I screamed at him, my hand gripping Dimitri's stake. Micheal just smiled softly.

"Lui non merita di vivere.(He didn't deserve to live.)" He spat harshly at me, then smiled cruely. "Nessuno dei due ha fatto.(Neither of them did.)" My face froze as his finger pointed to my big brother Eddie. My anger sparked even more, and when Micheal came at me, I knew what to do.

I held my ground against him, and his fist flew past my face as I dodged. I hit him and he flew back. Rising, he spoke.

"Rosel," he murmured softly, "L'ho fatto per te.(I did it for you.)" His smile came back, and I knew he knew that it would cause me pain to see them die because of me. My face must have shifted or something because Micheal's face filled with terror. Using this distraction to my advantage, I pulled his arm across my body as my lover's stake slipped easily into his heart. But before he died, he used the last bit of his strength to plung his hand into my chest.

And ripped out my heart.

I fell to the ground hard, and with the way my head fell, I stared right into my dead love's eyes, and wished for a safe passage to him.

Present day

I gasped as Lissa's pain shot through me. Eddie immediately came to my side.

"Northwest side of campus, between the odd-shaped pond and the fence." Before I could say anything else, I flashed stepped to her. Another rock hit her face, and my rock of a fist hit the freshman's face. As I took down another Moroi, I heard a slight cry of pain coming from behind me, and I felt the bad feelings from Lissa slipping to me. As I turned, nothing prepared me for the sight I saw.

Jesse's face was a mask of horror, with none of that normal cockiness on it. Lissa stood across from him, beat, bloody, wet, but still terrifying. I knew she was using super-compulsion, and I had to stop her.

"Lissa! Stop!" I cried, and I felt my brother's presence close by. I also felt my lover's. But it was drowned out by Lissa's eyes.

"I went with spiders." She sighed, and Jesse's face filled even more. "Should I have gone with snakes?" I ignored her words and grabbed her arms.

"Lissa, give me the pain. Give me the anger. I can handle it." She looked at me, and sighed. Jesse fell slack, and Lissa calmed.

But I was another story.

I felt like I was drowning, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew how dangerous that is. But at this moment I didn't care.

I sprung at Jesse, but before I could reach him, rough, calloused hands gripped my waist, and I crashed into a hard chest. I soon found out it was Eddie, because his voice spoke close to my ear.

"Rose," he hissed out, "don't let the water win." I struggled even farther. I don't like being told what to do. But the next words pulled me out of those exact waters I swam in.

"Roza, your mark is showing. And Guardians kill if they see that mark." Dimitri was warning me. And the warning was caught. I stopped fighting Eddie and saw more Guardians coming.

"Get me to the pond," I whispered, and they walked me to it.

The reflection was a slap in the face.

My face wasn't Rosemarie Hathaway's, nor was it Rosel Denali's. My Angelus face showed, Roza's, and it burned my half-human eyes. My hair hung in dark rivers around me, all curls and waves. I had a small button nose, and full red lips. My eyebrows arched gently, and the eyes below them were dark brown, large and doe-like. My skin was a rich tan, and was flawless. My face was perfect. Except for one thing.

The sharp, dizzying array of lines on the left side of my face made my gentle beauty dangerous. They extended from just past my temple, around my eye, and across my cheek to just barely touch the corner of my lips. This was the flaw God gave us, and it made us all the more beautiful.

"What are you doing?" Alberta's voice made us jump, and my face became Rosemarie's again. I rose, pulling my hair back. That would give it time to change back. Eddie spoke for us.

"She asked to kneel by the pond to calm down. Her face shocked her into normalicy." His voice was so sure, I would have believed him if it wasn't for my burning eyes. Alberta gave us a suspicious look, but let it slide. She ordered Dimka and Eddie to take me back to my room, and I didn't protest. As my door opened, I flew in and fell to my bed sobbing. They were alarmed.

"Rosy," Eddie murmured gently, and I couldn't help but remember our past life. I found myself sobbing my heart to him.

"E 'stato proprio come con Michael! La rabbia che avevo di lui veniva da combattimento Lissa torna in me! In un centinaio di anni, non ho avuto perso il controllo! Ora io quando lo faccio! Alla fine della formazione Lissa's Saint!(It was just like with Micheal! The anger I had fighting him came from Lissa back into me! In a hundred years, I haven't lost control! Now is when I do! At the end of Lissa's Saint training!)" No one seemed to notice I spoke in Italian until Dimitri(Both then and now, but not as an Angelus) responded the same way.

"Michael ha scelto Strigoi. Non hanno commesso l'errore. Ma si sa i nostri difetti.(Micheal chose Strigoi. You weren't at fault. But you do know our flaws.)" The black waters. We Angeli had a raging ocean of black waters within us, and our sanity was the poor, unfortunate soul hanging onto the cliff while the raging waves crashed against the bluffs below. And everytime we were sprayed, our rage came.

Well, this time, a wave crashed against my legs, and pure fury made my body tremble. I could still feel the icy waters.

I kept crying for a couple of hours after that. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew it was sunset, and I was cuddled up with a male Angelus.

And it wasn't my big brother Eddie.

Whoa. I bet you never saw this coming. I'm sorry for not posting on my other stories, but this is my new obsession. For people who will read this, I have a couple of questions.

Who is Micheal?

What are Angeli?

Why does Rose have three names?

Why is Eddie her brother?

If you could answer any of these, you get to be put in my story! But only the first four people. You get to choose between these races:

Moroi

Dhampir/Angeli

I'm ONLY taking four people. Two Moroi and Two Dhampir/Angeli. No exceptions. If I already have two of what you want to be, you can choose the other one, or you don't have to be in it if you don't want. I will need these other things.

Name:

Age:

Race:

B/G-friend(If you want one): Adrian, Eddie(Taken), Mia.

If Moroi, Specialty:

Outfit(If has one):

Likes/Dislikes:

I also have one more thing to say(Sorry).

Moroi can't be Angeli. If you have Spirit as your Specialty, a Dhampir will die and you will save them, turning Shadow-Kissed. That Dhampir will become an Angeli and you will go through Saint training(I will explain.).

Ta.