Title: Goodbye Comrade

Rating: T

Characters: Rose H & Dimitri B

Summary: Werewolves, that didn't exist, they were a myth. At least, that's what I thought, four years ago, before my boyfriend called me a whore, before Christian left Lissa, before I lost...and before I was attacked in the woods. Rose is a wolf story. Rated T for language. don't like it, don't read it.

Words: 763

I don't own vampire academy

Prologue

Werewolf.

That one word, that one little myth that changed my life forever.

It's funny, really: here I am, talking about how this one little thing is a myth, while half of my DNA is Vampire coated, and that I'm also sitting here, in a secret Vampire commune typing this up on the laptop my best friend- Queen of the Vampires called Moroi- gave me for Christmas last year.

Hypocritical, you could call me, but even I'm astounded by the sheer craziness of all this.

Werewolves.

There it is again, that crazy word.

But before we start, let me introduce myself:

My name is Rosemarie, but I go by the name Rose, and I am twenty-two years old. My mother is the great Guardian Janine Hathaway, and my father is the mobster king Ibrahim Mazur, I am an only child, but I have a feeling that might change with the rate my parents are going.

I live with my best friend Lissa- the queen I told you about earlier- and her Fiancé Christian (AKA: Sparky) and I share a room with the brilliantly sexy love of my life, ex-mentor, Dimitri Belikov-age twenty-nine.

I have two molnija Marks- the little lightning bolt things on the back of your neck, for every Strigoi you kill- one battle mark, and my promise mark.

I haven't seen my ex-boyfriend Adrian Ivashkov for 4 years and 78 days- not that I'm counting- and I feel very guilty for cheating on him with Dimitri. He didn't deserve it.

But there is one thing I need to explain.

How I ended up in the woods that day, months ago:

"Will you just listen to me for once?" I shouted, slamming open the door my boyfriend had closed behind him.

"Listen to you about what, what Rose? How everyone is talking about how you and that Conta were sucking each other's faces off?" He screamed back.

People had been talking again, spreading rumours about me and Alexandria Conta, who I'd recently made good friends with. All we'd done was peck each other goodbye on the cheek, in a friendly way.

"Will you just stop for a second? It's just a Rumour! People always spread them about me, why are you now listening to them?" I cried.

"Why? Because you're a whore! A cheating, dirty Whore!" he screamed, before running back into our bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

No, no, no! This couldn't be happening! I sobbed out loud, shaking my head. Not Dimitri, not him. He couldn't hate me, I hadn't done anything.

I threw open the back door, running out, and just...running. Far, far way.

*THWACK*

Ow.. I looked up from the spot on the ground, glaring at the overhanging branch that'd wacked me on the forehead. "Idiot." I muttered, getting up slowly and leaning against a tree.

A growl sounded from behind me, making me spin around.

"I'm a Guardian; get out here where I can see you." I said strongly, even though I was petrified.

A twig snapped to my left, and I spun again. More noises, coming from all over, but every time I spun, the sound moved, and nothing was there. I stepped backwards slightly, and spun again at a noise from behind me- Only to be hit with the branch and fall down again.

A shadow covered my view, and from behind me the source of the noise treaded closer, until the canine was looming over me, lips pulled into a snarl. Another wolf came up by its side, also looking menacing.

And then they attacked me. They both lunged at me at the same time, one of their tails knocking the fallen stake away from me.

They bit and clawed, ripped and shredded. And I screamed the whole time.

In the end, they got bored and left the rustling of leaves: all I could hear as they trotted away.

I could hear shouting too, a great deal of it. They were calling my name. I knew, if someone didn't find me, I'd die.

So I called out.

"I'm...Here." I managed, in a weak voice. It was quiet, and they didn't hear. I remembered the gun in my sash, hidden from view. I hated guns, but now, I was thankful they existed.

After one shot, I had to drop the gun. I was too tired. My eyelids were drooping, my breathing slowed, blood poured out of my wounds, my hair matted with it.

And the last thing I saw before I was gone was Dimitri and Eddie, Rushing towards me.

Goodbye, Comrade.