Okay, this is my first Vampire Academy story. I will admit that I haven't read the books but have seen the movie and that is what I want to go by and add some extra things to help the story. If you don't like it, hit the back button and move on.

If you do, then let me know.

Warning: There will be a lot of swearing in this story. A LOT.

"You have to run! They're coming!" He yelled to me, his voice hoarse.

"No! I won't leave you!"

He only smiled. "I am you Dhampir. It is my job to protect you." Before I could say anything, Strgoi descended on him in mad hunger. I could only watch as they attached to his limbs and one for the neck. His blood spewed like a fountain as I screamed. A couple of them turned to me, crimson liquid dripped from their mouths.

I couldn't feel anything. I could only feel something erupting inside of me. It felt cold, almost like ice. It flowed in my veins and into my brain. Pain bloomed behind my eyes and something inside me snapped.

I saw my friend, my dhampir being eaten alive by these demons and I screamed bloody murder.

"ASHER!"

I jolted awake. My dark goggles were still around my eyes, blocking out the pain in the ass irritation from the sun. Luckily, the bright yellow ball of evil was setting. I dared not to move too fast for fear I would fall out of the tree where I slept. My legs were crossed on a large branch and my back was propped against the main part of the tree. I was too tired last time to tie my legs to the subdivision.

I slowly stretched my arms in front of me, enjoying that crack that came from my right wrist. I sat up, causing three snaps in my back and one in my neck. Cracking my neck to the side, I adjusted my hood and inspected my clothes. No bird shit so that was a bonus.

I watched as the sun slowly disappear beyond the horizon and decided that now was the perfect time to move. Moving my legs, I was rewarded with more cracks and one major in my left knee. I made sure I had my bearings before I allowed myself to stand on the branch. This caused one massive snap in my hips that caused a sigh.

Before I was ready, I had to make sure that I had my gear. The small pack that was on my back got a detailed inspection. Money, glasses, blood packs, stakes, special healing ointment, and book? Yep, all there. My other weapons like the other stakes, bow staff (dipped in some holy water, for extra killing power), hunting knife and gun (…you never know) were all still on me. I adjusted my clothes (all black and dark grey gear with a hood, because I was sneaky like that), and made sure my gloves were covering my hands.

You ever get holy water on your hands? Shit burns like hell.

I took of my goggles for a moment to wipe my face and caught the blurry sunset. With a smile, I put them back on and brought the lover part of my shirt up to cover my nose and mouth (like a ninja almost). I took a deep breath and jumped from the tree.

Even through my mask I could smell the damn Strgoi. My goggles gave me a pretty decent sight despite the fact that without them I was fucking blind. I knew that I was getting way to close to St. Vlad's academy for beginning hunters (dhampirs) and the spoiled little shits they protect (moroi). I hated that system, too many dhampir die when they 'protect and serve' their masters while the little bastards don't even learn how to fight or defend themselves properly should everything go to shit.

'Fuck.' I crouched behind a bush as I saw strgoi. Their red eyes gleamed into the night and managed to miss me. The light of the school seemed to be what was drawing their attention and they moved at break neck speed to their target. Once they were all gone, I exhaled sharply through my nose and followed their trail. I couldn't believe that I had to save a bunch of kids from evil vampires. Not how I was planning on spending my night. "Fuck all over me." I muttered as I sped off towards the shithole.

Trees seemed to rush past me as I ran through them. I grabbed the collapsed bo staff from my left shoulder and with the quick twist of my wrist, I was full to scale and about as tall as I was. By the time I reached the fence of the school, the strgoi were far ahead of me and probably close to the students. And the last thing I needed was a school of half dead little shits.

I managed to climb over the fence and race to the grounds where the strgoi were on a spree. I could only see minor injuries so far. Despite the fact that one guy who seemed like the teacher was kicking some serious ass. I was impressed. I caught one kid on his back with a busted up leg, trying to drag himself away from the red-eyed asshole. Using what speed I had, I stood in front of the kid and used my staff to block the fucker. Luckily, the contact from the crazy amount of holy water made the bastard scream. Unfortunately that caused everyone to look my way.

I could hear the kid behind me panting loudly.

"Mason!" I heard a female voice from the side, but I didn't look. If I took my eyes off this son of a bitch, I would be soooooo fucked.

"Never take your eyes off of your opponent. If you do for a split second, they will use it to your disadvantage and take you down. Stay focused." A large hand guided mine into a fighting position.

The bastard shrieked and launched at me. Twirling my staff, I stabbed it in his chest and killed him. When they had blood on the brain, they were not thinking. He dropped like a sack of bricks and for good measure I used the heel of my boot to break his skull. It broke like a glass ball. His blood gushed from the wound and I ground my foot into it just to add insult to injury.

As I took of my goggles, I mentally pushed against a point in my mind and the damn burst. The icy feeling flowed into me and coated me in its essence. I felt a tingle of pain behind my eyes and knew that it was going to be a fun night. I could feel my eyes change and my sight became perfect. A smirk happened beneath my mask and I felt my fangs poke into my lower lip. "So who's next?" I called.

One by one, the fuckers all came at me. To me it was slow, mainly because I was moving stupid fast. I tossed my weapon high into the air and pulled out two stakes and decided to go on a frenzy. I felt myself disappear between strgoi in a dark wave, constantly stabbing them in either the chests, head or neck. I guess what they say is true: Beware what lurks in the Shadows.

Because I was moving so damn fast, the strgoi weren't even dropping yet. Everyone just looked frozen to me but I was actually moving so wild they couldn't even see me. When I reached the spot where I started and tossed my bo staff into the air, the world came back up to speed. The fuckers all dropped like flies at once. Eyes turned to me as I caught my staff in my hands, twirled it because I felt like showing off at how fucking awesome I was, and collapsed it like it was no big deal.

Silence hung in the air until I heard the guy behind me, Mason I think, whimper in pain. I turned to get a better look at his leg. Holy shit if you were human dude then you would so be dead. Like bleeding out kind of deal. Despite the fact that my vision became blurry after my frenzy ended, he looked cute. I reached behind me into the pack and tossed him the small jar of healing ointment.

Before I could walk away, a voice called out. "Who are you?" Russian, yeah the accent was Russian.

I tapped the point in my mind gently to help me escape. "I am no one." I disappeared in a small black fog.

Tada. Not a whole lot but a beginning. Do you want me to continue?