This is my first fan-fic so be nice

Like the other 50 000 ppl that like her book I do not own VA, But damn do I wish

Rpov

The third strigoi grabbed me, pinning me to the ground and biting me in the neck. Pain coursed through my body and fear pulsed through me. The rush of sweet vampiric endorphins soon controlled me – but I was still in pain. I screamed as black spots danced across my vision, pulling me into unconsciousness.

When I woke up, I expected myself to be dead. Yep. I should be as dead as a door nail, flying through heaven peacefully – not burning in hell – wherever I ended up. However, I was cold, wet and hurt all over. My eyelids fluttered a couple of times and I opened my eyes.

Suddenly, fire sprung from hands and the earth below me trembled with force – throwing panicked people across the room. What the-

Two people then came in view, kneeled over me and gazed into my eyes. Their eyes were golden. I glanced over their appearance. They people were both male and pretty good looking. Their brown hair and golden eyes stood out as their main features. They could have been twins if it wasn't for the difference in their facial structures. One had higher cheekbones and blond streaks in his hair, while the other had a much broader face and plain brown hair. They were talking to each other in some foreign language, but when they noticed I was looking at them with a confused face, they suddenly switched to English.

"Hello. My name is Chase. And this dick is Michael." Said blond streaks – I mean Chase, while pointing to brown haired Michael.

"Casey! Come here and help us." Michael yelled and some chick started jogging towards us. She kneeled down next to me - much like the two guys.

Who were these people?

"Hey Sweetie!" She said. "My name is Casey. We need to help you and get you out of here. Is that okay?"

I nodded, just wanting to get out of this place.

In return, Casey nodded to Chase who slid his hands under me and pick me up as If I weight nothing at all. He started walking in the opposite direction of the brawl. Casey sent Michael back into the fight while Chase sat me down in the passenger seat of a black car – an Aston Martin. He quickly talked to Casey for a minute before hopping into the driver's side and starting the engine.

He looked at me, and then smiled. The car started and he pressed the gas pedal. Instantly, the car jolted to life and raced through the dark, thick bushland.

I was never a person of silence so I tried to make conversation.

"So… What model is this car?" My voice was shaky – but by the end of the sentence got stronger.

He looked at me, and then looked back at the road. "It's a v12 vantage. I always wanted one and now I have one. Pretty sweet ride, isn't it?" He asked with a smile. I wasn't sure if it was a rhetorical question or not, so I just answered.

"Very good." I said, a yawn escaping my mouth.

"Tired? Then Sleep." He said quietly with a small smile. I nodded and settled into he leather seats before drifting off to sleep.

While I was asleep, I felt like I was … moving. Someone picked me up again and soon people were talking in that language I heard before. I'm gonna have to ask what that language is. The person laid me on a comfy bed and after a couple of minutes of hushed, angry whispered – I felt that cool and hot sensation run all over my body. I remembered that feeling. I've experienced I many times before. Someone was healing me.

For a minute, I actually thought I was back at the academy, but memories of the cave replayed in my mind. After the healing was done, I fell back into a sleep.

I felt my dream self being pulled by some force. It wasn't long until I felt the clutches of Adrian's 'dreams' slowly grasp me.

"Rose?" A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see Adrian, looking at me with a shocked expression.

I stood still.

"Rose, are you really here?" He asked, taking a small step closer to me.

I still didn't say a word. This dream didn't feel…right.

"I don't know…"

He took another step towards me and reached out. He froze. His arm was half extended but then stopped mid air. Confusion was shown on his face.

All of a sudden, Chase stepped into the dream and wrapped his arm protectively around me waist – while pulling me out of Adrian's dream.

My eyes fluttered open and I took in the scene in front of me. Chase was sitting on a couch next to me, with a bowl of – what looked like – fried rice. It smelt delicious and I moaned.

Recognition flashed across his face. That was weird. He hasn't known me for long and its as though he actually knows me.

He smiled and passed me another bowl that was on a little table next to my bed. As I was eating, I wondered why he was doing this. Why he was helping me?

After we finished, we set down the bowls and just stared at each other. All of a sudden, the doors opened and some girl walked through and picked up the bowls. She stepped between Chase and I and smiled.

"This is Jesse. She's the cleaning person, but we treat her like family." Chase explained.

She waved and left the room.

Chase's smile soon faltered. He sighed then regarded me seriously. "We need to talk."

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