I have no idea why this prologue took me so long to write. I kept writing and then losing the inspiration to write so it took me a lot longer than I thought to finally end up writing this.

But yes, for those who don't know, this is a remake of sorts of my first story, Unbreakable Bond. Originally the story was in first person from Lily Hathaway's POV but I decided that third person would be better for the plot of the story that I wrote. Plus I am terrible at only doing one POV.

But yeah sorry that this took so long and here is the prologue for the story, Unbreakable Bond.

A/N: This is also on Wattpad.

Unbreakable Bond

Prologue

It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Moira and Lily, best friends since the first day of first grade, had been kidnapped.

Moira was the youngest child of the current Queen of the Moroi world, Lissa Dragomir, and her husband, Christian Ozera-Dragomir. She was a Moroi Princess (not having the actual title but was the daughter of the Queen). Lily was a dhampir whose mother lived in a small dhampir community not thirty minutes away from the school. Lily was just someone who was like a Princess but not the actual thing.

So, why did they get kidnapped?

Well, no one really knows the truth.

Lily had always done extremely good on her finals and even fought in heels once but the kidnappers had jumped out of the shadows while her guard was down, snapping a heel. Most kidnappers go for the target first but they knew exactly who to go for. They knocked Lily off her feet, trapped her in their arms, before putting a gun to her head and forcing Moira to surrender.

Moira had been on the road to specializing in fire before they got kidnapped.

Lily and Moira were tied up (Lily more than Moira) and thrown in the back of a van. One of the kidnappers tied blindfolds around their heads and kept the two of them separated. Lily could hear Moira's breathing from across the room. Lily sat still and tried to memorize the twists and turns and nearly succeeded, until she realized that they had been driving in several different circles.

They stopped and Lily slammed into the back of the van. One of the men cackled, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up. She felt him moving through corridors and even up a flight of stairs, all while carrying her over his shoulder. She could hear someone telling Moira where to go. They want Moira, she realized.

They aren't going to get Moira!

As she moved to try and fight back, she was thrown, landing against a wooden floor. She groaned and someone removed her blindfold from around her eyes. Moira was sat against a ruined couch in the corner. Two men were standing by the door as another man stood over him. He must've been the one who held Lily because of the way he was looking at her in the silver dress.

Lily sat up, scooting closer towards the couch. He followed her the entire way.

"Don't make any plans of escape," he warned as he moved to leave. "You won't make it very far." He snapped the door shut behind him. Lily looked towards Moira, then the other two men on the other side of the room, and then back towards Moira.

"We'll get out of this," Lily whispered.

"How?" Moira muttered.

"I haven't thought of that yet…" Lily admitted.

Moira laughed. "Always rushing in without a plan,"

"You wouldn't want me any other way."

"Isn't that the truth…"

Dimitri Belikov was walking through the rounds when Andre Dragomir came running up to him. Andre was the oldest of the triplets, older than Rhea by ten minutes and Moira by fifteen. He was almost as tall as Dimitri and had black hair like his father. He, however, was the only one to inherit his mother's green eyes. He was dressed nicely for the ball with a maroon red button up and a black tie.

"Dimitri," Andre said. "Have you seen Moira and Lily?"

"Not since they left the party," Dimitri answered. "Why?"

"Because," Andre hesitated but Rhea ran up. Rhea was only to Andre's shoulders and had long cascading black hair. She had the same blue eyes as Christian and Moira which seemed to pop even more with the turquoise dress that Moira had picked out for her. She had been running barefoot.

"Moira's not at Nathan's," Rhea announced. "I've already checked both their rooms too."

"What's going on?" Dimitri questioned.

"We were going to throw a party in the rec room and Moira went to go find Lily to take her to the Moroi rec room," Rhea told him. "We've been combing the party for the past fifteen minutes. They're over an hour late."

"That's not unusual,"

"Maybe for Lily," Andre continued. "But Moira goes insane if she doesn't arrive anywhere on time, the dentist, hell even for dinner. If she was going to be even later, she would've at least phoned us," He held up the device.

"Does that have a tracking unit?"

Rhea nodded. "All of ours are connected."

Dimitri took it in his hands and pulled up the tracking app. He found Moira's dot several hundred feet away. "You two follow me!" he said before he took off running. Dimitri glanced behind to find Rhea on Andre's back. He stopped, looking around. He bent down.

There was evidence of a scuffle, including a broken heel. Dimitri bent down, picking it up in his hands, before he turned towards Andre and Rhea. The latter of the two gasped.

"You recognize it?" he questioned.

"It looks like the heel of Lily's shoe," Rhea whispered. Dimitri looked around, finding the phone deep within the bushes and Rhea found another shoe, this one a gold color. "This is Moira's…"

"Come on," Dimitri said. "We're going to Kirova."

Within a time span of thirty minutes, a tag team had been heading in the direction of the van that had taken the girls. Connor Lynch, who actually turned out to be a pretty good hacker, had managed to break into the human security system and managed to track the van after breaking it down. Serena and several others of the royal guards had taken the Queen into a separate area for the lockdown with Rhea and Andre.

Christian, her husband, was sitting on the back of one of the chairs in Kirova's office as he waited patiently for the news of his daughter's rescue.

"Why are we just sitting here?" Christian questioned Kirova. "Why aren't we out there helping them, Kirova? My daughter is out there!"

"Your daughter isn't the only daughter out there, Christian! Moroi or not, Lily's mother needs to know and be here during this situation," Kirova snapped. "I'm waiting for Lily's mother to arrive from Baia."

"Baia, Russia?"

"No, Baia, Montana," Kirova muttered, rubbing her hands together. "It's about thirty minutes away from here and she's driving as fast as she can."

"Who is Lily's mother?" Christian questioned. "Lily never talks much about her."

"Lily's mother doesn't want o be talked about," Kirova replied.

"Why is that?" Christian questioned.

Kirova shrugged. "Guess she doesn't want to make anyone angry I suppose,"

There were rapid footsteps outside of the office and Alberta opened the door, escorting in a woman that was as old as Christian was. Her hair was a long dark brown and her eyes were brown with gold flecks in them. Christian knew them well, even if he hadn't seen them in nearly sixteen years. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed but it didn't stop Christian from looking at her like his eyes were having an illusion.

"What's going on?" Rosemarie Hathaway questioned Kirova, breathless as though she had just run up the stairs.

"They're following the van to the location where they believe the girls are being held captive," Kirova explained, glancing towards the phone as though it was about to ring. "We're hoping to have the girls back within the hour."

"What happened?"

This question was directed at Christian. He glanced up at her, the woman who became his sister many years ago. They still seemed to be so similar. Christian could see the regret in her eyes. Christian didn't know if it was the regret of leaving or of arriving so late.

"Moira and Lily were kidnapped on the way from meeting up with Andre and Rhea at a party," he told Rose. "They went after Lily first and used her to make Moira surrender."

"Guardian Belikov discovered this and put a team together to track them down. It includes your mother and a majority of the Royal Guards," Kirova continued. "I'm sorry I dragged you up here, Rose,"

"Its fine," Rose replied, fumbling with the charm wrapped around her neck. "Lily's in danger." Christian wrapped an arm around her and Rose wrapped her arms around him. They stood there for several minutes before the phone rang and Kirova dove for it.

"What is it, Belikov?"

Kirova's eyes widened.

"What do you mean someone's been shot?!"

Rose's grip on Christian's waist tightened.

The men returned, this time with a Moroi man. He was tall with a suit and tie. He had a very familiar face as well but Moira couldn't pin point an exact place where she could remember seeing the face. His eyes were the color of the ocean at night, dark and imposing on everything it surrounds, and Moira felt frightened until she saw the solid glare at Lily's face.

Lily looked furious, like someone had just taken something from her. It was a look similar to the time that James Lazar had tried to get with Moira based on blood standards. Moira leaned forward, grabbing Lily's shoulder, and was glad when she felt Lily's tense arm soften.

"What do you want?" Moira questioned.

"Your powers," he supplied. "Your fame, your fortune. You." He turned towards Lily, grabbing her by the back of her bonds, and dragging her away from the couch. Moira started to protest but was silenced by a look from Lily. Moira, in that brief moment, saw a flash of a plan beginning to form in Lily's eyes and Moira silently prayed that they were good enough to escape out of the place unharmed.

"What about me?" Moira asked him.

"Didn't you just hear me? Everything," he stated, twirling his gun around.

"What powers?" Moira demanded. "I haven't even specialized yet."

"Well, now, we'll be able to say that you have specialized," he stated, fumbling with the various pieces of his gun.

"And how exactly am I supposed to specialize in something that I've never even done before…"

Moira's mother was a spirit user, the first ever Queen of the Moroi world to specialize in the element and one of the few known. Moira could remember that for her entire sixteen years of life, her parents were wondering if any of their three children were going to specialize in spirit but, thankfully as her mother had once put it long ago, Andre and Rhea had already specialized (Earth and Water, respectively).

Moira's fire magic was slightly above her water and earth and was even with her air magic level.

Moira had never told anyone, aside from Lily, about the time when she accidently healed a scraped knee that Lily had gotten from a fight with one of the novices. She had been thrown across the room and had skinned her knee on one of the weapons. Moira had only moved to touch it when the warmth seeped from Moira to Lily, healing the wound within seconds as people stood over her.

Moira had always been afraid of the fact that she would have been a spirit user and so was Lily.

Both of the girls had seen what Lissa had gone through over the years. Sometimes she would go mad around them, muttering to herself, then her friend Adrian would come and do some spirit magic and she would be fine. Then she would be fine for a couple months. Christian had told his youngest that she used to be fine back when she had Rose Hathaway was shadow-kissed.

But Moira didn't want anything to do with spirit.

"Like this," he said.

BANG!

Lily flinched, blood seeping onto her dress from the bullet wound in her thigh. She moved, struggling against the bonds, to press her hands against the wound on her thigh. She made no move to scream however, though Moira was the one who actually screamed. Lily's eyes caught Moira's and they looked at each other for several moments.

Lily shook her head as though knowing what was going through Moira's head at that exact moment of time.

"Will you heal her?" the man questioned.

"I told you! I've never done it before!" Moira told him.

"Liar,"

BANG!

Moira screamed again, this time Lily's cry of fear escaped. This one was in the shoulder and Moira could tell that it seemed to have barely missed the heart. Lily was crying, her head tipping to one side and slipping into unconsciousness. Moira watched at her in fear and turned towards the man.

"How dare you?!"

There was a darkness forming in her body, swirling together like a fierce tornado that she couldn't control, and he knew it. But before he could comment, or gloat, a burst of air jumped out from her, pushing everyone against the wall, knocking two of the guards unconscious, and throwing the Moroi out of the room, the door snapping shut behind him. Moira dove for one of the spare shards of glass on the ground and ripped the bonds off her wrists, cutting her hands several times from the odd angle.

"Lily," she whispered when she finally got over her friend. Lily wasn't breathing. "Lily!"

Moira closed her eyes, looking around. She was alone.

"Come on spirit," she muttered. "If you are there, do not fair me now."

Dimitri was standing outside the house with Janine Hathaway, his almost mother-in-law, when the first shot went off. Dimitri could hear Moira's scream and Janine's arms wrapped around him, pulling him back from trying to storm the house.

"Dimitri calm down! Running in will only kill them!"

Connor Lynch, a guardian from Ireland, was standing nearby, looking at the house where the girls were at with a fierce determination on his face. It was weird seeing Connor not laughing and smiling with any one of the guardians no matter the case. Dimitri had trained Connor as a royal guardian when he came to America and Dimitri knew him better than anyone else. He served Rhea and the only person he was more protective of than Rhea was Lily.

Connor caught his eye and moved to talk to some of the other guardians about strategy. Dimitri turned to see Janine was on the phone with the Headmistress. It was silent for several more minutes before there was another shot and the windows shattered. Dimitri turned towards Janine.

"Ask her for permission to breach!" Dimitri ordered.

"Permission granted!" Janine responded. Dimitri ran forward, several of the other guardians following after him, and Connor, being the first one there, kicked in the door with a solid kick that knocked the door into someone who stood too close. Dimitri fought his way through the guardians and grabbed a Moroi who looked like he was wounded and brought him close.

"Where are they?!"

For a few brief moments, the only thing that Lily felt was absolutely, bittersweet nothing.

She didn't felt anything, no pain, no life, no nothing. For a moment, those moments when she realized was death, was the only thing that was utterly painless.

Then she woke up with a rush of spirit that filled her with foreign warmth that she in fifteen years of life never experienced before. Moira was above her, crying as she leaned down to rest their foreheads together. For a few bittersweet moments, they both sat there until Lily broke the silence.

"Are you still good with fire?"

Moira nodded.

"Good, cut my bonds,"

Moira chuckled, a dark chuckle that Lily didn't particularly like, "I can do one better," she stated, holding up a shard of glass from the window. She reached down and sliced apart the bonds in a way that reminded Lily of her mother cooking as the door burst open. The girls turned.

Dimitri Belikov stood in the doorway in his Russian God stature. He ran over, leaning over her, and checking for wounds. Lily looked up at him with groggy eyes, kind of like one waking up from a nap but she didn't wake up from a nap, and he looked down at her. He had short hair that almost looked jet-black in the night sky and brown eyes that looked down warmly at her.

"Did you heal her, Moira?" he questioned.

"Yes," Lily answered. "She used air magic as a distraction and shoved them out of the room. Then she made it over to me and managed to heal me before I slipped into unconsciousness from blood loss." Lily looked towards her best friend as Dimitri moved to pick her up. "Thank you," Lily told Moira. Moira nodded, following after Dimitri and down the stairs.

"I've got her," Connor told Dimitri, taking Lily from Dimitri's arms as Janine called Dimitri over. Lily curled against Connor's chest and then it happened for the first time. She flashed into Moira's body for the first time. Moira was watching Connor take her to the SUV and following behind. Lily managed to push herself out of Moira's head and sat in the back until Moira climbed in after her, closing the door behind him.

"I was dead," Lily stated.

"You were dead," Moira stated.

"Does that mean?" Lily questioned.

Moira nodded. "Yes, we're bonded."

"I'm sorry for invading your mind," Lily responded.

"It's fine, it's a two-way bond," Moira answered. "I slipped into yours not long after you woke up."

Lily looked at her.

"We can't tell anyone about this, can we?"

"No," Lily answered, taking Moira's hand in her own. "I don't think we can. Not yet, anyways."

Moira nodded her head. "I can agree with that. Oh, and by the way, I don't mind that you lied to me about your mother," Moira replied.

"I didn't even think about her," Lily said, shocked.

"You are always thinking of her," Moira replied. Lily looked out the window. "I can't wait to meet her."

"I can't wait for you to meet her either,"

"Are you leaving?" Christian questioned Rose as he followed her to the parking lot. Rose looked behind her shoulder at him. Christian was running behind after her and fell into step beside her.

"Yeah, I have to get home in time for the night shift," Rose replied.

"You don't want to see Lily?"

"No, I do," Rose admitted. "But I need the money or I'm going to lose the house and I could barely get off for the two hours I'm already off by the time that I get back." Rose turned towards him. "Tell her I'm sorry for me, please?"

Christian nodded. "I will." Rose smiled, moving towards the car that was parked outside the office. "You know Rose, you really need to come and meet Moira."

"I know," Rose answered. "Lily's talked a lot about her." Rose looked away, towards the forest. "I was going to come back you know?"

"What changed?" Christian questioned, leaning against the side of the car.

"Same thing that happens to every mother-daughter story," Rose replied. "I saw her for the first time and everything changed. I didn't really want to leave her, you know?"

Christian did know, but chose to simply nod instead of speak as he moved to stand up. "You better go."

"Yeah," Rose hugged him, tightly. Christian hugged her back, something that neither one of them would admit that they had missed. Rose let go of him and climbed into the car. She hesitated before she closed the door and looked at him. "Don't tell Lissa,"

"I know, Hathaway," he answered. Rose moved to close the door. "Rose," she stopped, looking up at him for a moment. "I am really sorry about Jesse, you know that right?"

"Of course I know, Ozera or do I call you Dragomir now?" Rose teased. Christian chuckled.

Rose nodded, closing the door, and kick started the engine. She backed up and sped away. Christian watched her go before turning around and heading back inside the office.

"Mrs. Tanner says that I've specialized in spirit," Moira greeted Lily, who was sitting in one of the chairs at their normal table, the next day. Lily looked up as Moira sat down across from her. Moira was playing with the packaging of the chips. "Says she should have seen the signs in my aura," Moira scoffed. She looked around, running a hand through her hair. "I'm going to become like Mom, constantly having to be healed by a friend,"

"No you won't," Lily told her, "Because I'm here."

"I bet my mom thought that too," Moira stated. "With Rosemarie Hathaway,"

"My mother got pregnant," Lily whispered. "I won't get pregnant," Lily looked down at her Creative Writing story she had been working on. "Even if I do, I won't run away like my mother did. That was stupid to believe that no one would believe her."

Moira was looking at her, dipping into her mind, before looking away almost satisfied. "It would make a good story," Moira teased.

Lily rolled her eyes, biting her lip as she moved to continue her assignment.

"So, question, without the bond, would you have told me your darkest secret?"

Lily nodded. "I would tell you," Lily answered. "I wasn't sure how you would have reacted to it."

"Understandable," Moira said. "Just remember that I'm always here for you,"

"I'll remember that Moira," Lily said. "By the way, nice middle name."

Moira laughed, taking a bite out of her apple.

The kidnapping was meant to happen.

Lily was a Hathaway, Moira was a Dragomir.

Lillian Vasilisa Hathaway and Moira Rosemarie Dragomir were meant to be bonded. It's obvious, isn't it?

Hope you enjoyed!

See you in Chapter One.