My breathing was labored; the sun was beating down on me, which was bad seeing as how it weakens me and my powers. I tried to form a fire ball to throw at the strigoi that was chasing me, and who had already destroyed my two Guardians, but I couldn't. I needed blood and I needed it fast. My name is Rose Hathaway and I'm the last in the Hathaway bloodline I'm a moroi, a living vampire. I look around to see that the strigoi was gaining on me and just as it was about to catch me I heard someone call me.