This is my version of Last Sacrifice. I hope you enjoy and please review and leave comments. I would like to know what you all think. Thanks!
Chapter 1
There's a saying that your life flashes before you eyes right before you die, well, it's true. When I died, I seen every happy, sad, angry and great moment of my life. Every face of everyone I loved. I died in a car crash a few years ago along with my best friend Lissa's parents. But, as my luck turns out, my BFF Lissa is a Moroi vampire with special powers that we didn't know about. She brought me back to life with the power of her beautiful spirit. I have lived the past few years without any regrets. I even fell in love with the most wonderful man in the world. Even though at this moment he has broken me into a million pieces by his words…love fades, mine has. I guess you are wondering why I am reliving this now. Well, what the hell else am I going to think about being locked in this jail cell accused of murdering the Queen.
One of the words that Abe had said to me was ticking in my head over and over again "execute." That's how he put it. After escaping or rather being resurrected from the dead after the car crash, I am face to face with the grim reaper all over again. How could this possibly happen? I mean I know I am a bitch and speak my mind no matter what, but even after yelling at the Queen, how would anyone think that I would kill her? And how in the hell did they think I, Rose Hathaway, was stupid enough to leave my stake behind in her chest? I made that very clear during my so called hearing. I don't consider it a hearing because nobody heard me. Thinking about the hearing made me remember the note that Ambrose had given me on my way back to this hell hole. I reached behind me getting ready to pull the note out of my back pocket and read it again for the fiftieth time when I heard someone say my name.
"Rose?"
I looked up to see Zmey standing there staring at me with those big, deep brown eyes. Looking at him more closely now, I could see some of my features in him. The dark hair, dark skin, and those brown It made me want to laugh just a little knowing that the man standing in front of me was my dad.
"What are you doing down here so quickly?" I asked. It had only been an hour since the so called hearing.
"I told the guardians we had to talk about the next step and since I am your attorney" he quirked a smile at me, "I have every right to see you."
I threw my hands up in the air in frustration and defeat. "Well what the hell can we do? I mean it's just like everyone has been saying. They are not going to let me off the hook because they need to have someone to blame."
"I am not going to let my daughter" oh great now I am his child after eighteen years "be executed when I know you are NOT guilty!"
"Old man, you have no control over this. There is no way to get me out of this. They have the evidence they need and no matter how many times I say I am not guilty or how many people DO believe I am not, the Council will see to it that I am dead after the trial."
"There's not going to be a trial. They want to execute you by tomorrow." Zmey looked as if he might rip someone's throat out at that moment but it didn't compare to how those words affected me.
I wanted to rip the bars off right then. After everything I have been through to guard Lissa, save Dimitri and all the Strogoi I have killed, it didn't matter to anyone. The Council wanted justice and I was the target. Only one thing came to my mind at this moment, Dimitri. I had to tell him goodbye somehow, someway. He had to hear one last time that I love him and no one would have ever been able to replace him, not even Adrian. The anger and sorrow burst out of me like lighting, I was yelling and crying all at the same time.
"What? They can't do that! They can't execute me without a fair trial!"
"That's where I come in." he whispered almost so low that I didn't hear him.
Lowering my voice to match his I asked, "What do you mean?"
He looked at me with the most serious, sincere and deadly face I have ever seen.
"I am getting you out of here….right now."
As soon as he said that I heard the four guardians who had been near my cell grunting and fighting. I couldn't see what was going on. Zmey was just standing there staring at me with that same face.
"Put this on" he said handing me a dark cloth bag. He motioned for me to put it over my head.
"What for?" I asked my heart rate accelerating as I continued hearing the fighting going on at the end of the hall. I could hear the scuffling of feet and the impact of fists hitting flesh. Someone was just slammed into the wall. "Why do I need this?"
"Please just trust me" he said so I took it and pulled it over my head. I couldn't see anything.
"Don't say a word while we walk you out of here." I heard Zmey say in the silence and darkness that now surrounded me.
I heard the cell door open and someone put handcuffs on me. I started to yell and protest but something told me that whoever this was, wasn't going to hurt me. I felt warm hands against my wrist and then they moved to my arm just above my elbow. I can't explain it but I felt as if I knew who was touching me. I would know that touch anywhere. Someone else took hold of my arm, guiding me where to walk. I knew it was someone else because this touch didn't spark my skin on fire. Could that have been Dimitri touching me the first time? I didn't want to think about it, I just wanted out of here and away from my impending death.