Hey guys, this is my first fanfic. Hope you enjoy :)

Chapter 1

Shit! I should have listened with both ears instead of one. It's what I was trained for after all. I was to preoccupied with trying to sneak unnoticed around the dorm rooms, at night to meet some friends, to notice the increasing louder noise of approaching footsteps. Shit! I was caught. There was no doors and no exit around me. I quickly chastised myself about how stupid I had been. I was a dhampir for crying out loud! And not to mention the fact that I was in training to become a Guardian. There was absolutely no way I was going to get out of this. The footsteps grew even louder, they were only about round the corner at the end of the hall.

Prepare yourself for death. I thought quickly, just before a firm hand came down on my shoulder.

"Hathaway." I turned as a very familiar voice called my name. Ryan Akles.

I breathed a sigh of relief and turned on my famous Hathaway attitude.

"What you doing out of bed, Will? Looking for someone?" I winked.

Ryan was a dhampir like me. The offspring of humans and Vampires. This combination made us great warriors. We were strong, stronger than any vampire or human, well maybe Strigoi, but they're a whole new category. And this is what we were used for, the protection of the elite Vampires, the Moroi. The Moroi were for better lake of description, the 'good' type of vampire. They are mortal, don't kill to survive and they are not sadistic like the Strigoi; the race of vampires who I was trained to kill. They were faster and immortal. This is what made them so damn dangerous.

"Just looking for you Rose. You know I can't sleep if I don't see your dazzling beauty." Ryan winked back, he sure knew how to charm a girl. He was about 6'3 and packed with lean muscle. He had dark brown hair, that we styled to give the effect that he just got out of bed. He had a slight tan, common for us dhampir's since we send so much time practicing outside. But if was his sharp, icey blue eyes that made his prey sigh. He know the effect he had on girls, he went through enough of them to be sure. I defiantly wasn't about to make him believe that he had me.

"Many guys can't or so they tell me." I shot back.

"Trust me, you are the cause of all men's sleepless nights." He had a smile on his face that was teasing, yet really seductive. It highlighted his cheekbones and brought all the attention to his eyes, that had a very sultry look.

I smiled back at him, my man-eater smile as I like to call it. I knew I was hot, I had plenty of guys over the years tell me.

"Thanks for the confirmation, but how do I know that it's just your sleepless nights I'm the cause of?"

From years of training, I knew I had a good body. I was fit and very toned, with just a hint of definition. I was also just a bit fuller than other female guardians, with a bit more cleavage. No complaints here.

"From the amount of guys I hear every day talk about you, trust me. They have had a few sleepless nights imagining your body next to the while you rub their di-"

He did not just go there.

"Yeah, Yeah I get it." I said quickly, cutting him off. Playfulness gone from my voice.

I knew that a lot of guys wanted to have me 'next' to them, seeing as most of the novice, dhampir's in training, were complete dicks, I hated hearing about all the things they wanted to do with me.

"Ah, Hathaway annoyed. What, don't you want to hear what causes our sleeplessness? Don't you want to hear just how hot and sexy you are?"

Ryan crept closer, putting his middle finger under my chin trying to lift my lips to his. I knew I smelt it. The faint tinge of alcohol on his breathe. So, he was drunk and just trying to get some, well that was not happening. I pulled my face free from his hold, taking a couple of steps back.

"Not while you drunk, I don't" I said. Very annoyed.

"Aw, come on Rose. I was just having a bit of fun." He tried taking a step closer, only for me to step back.

"Go to bed Ryan. I'm so not in the mood for you right now." It was a wonder I didn't rush over to him and hit him. Seriously, don't these guys know just how much damage I can do to those who annoy me.

He walked off, thank god. I seriously did not want to be pulled into the Kirova's room again, I was already on probation for what happened earlier today.

Thanks to that idiot Ryan, I was now in a tired and very irritated. I stormed back to my room, not bothering about sneaking this time. For some reason, they weren't that many girl dhampir's in our academy. I was one of the few, and for this reason I got my own room, which I was so thankful for right now. I needed to hit something, I needed to release this anger that had built in me. When I got inside my room, I slammed the door closed. Probably not the smartest idea, but it felt good. I throw myself down on my bed, face first.

Ugh, why do guy have to be such dicks, like seriously can't they respect a women. I knew I had a reputation, but that was not a reason to suggest such... ughh! After a few punches into my pillow and one very annoyed sound, my mood calmed. I wasn't as angry anymore. I collapsed on my pillow and let the blackness of sleep wash over me.

That night I slept uneasily. I kept dreaming about the Strigoi and imagining one of them was Ryan. He kept chasing after me, promising that he would kill me and use me like the bloodwhore that I was. We were somewhere in a forrest, I kept passing tree after tree, but not really going anywhere. I felt like I was stuck in the same position, while he got closer and closer. In the end he found me, he stared right into my eyes. All I kept seeing was the red ring that outlined his pupil, one of the ways to recognize strigoi. He them opened his mouth and whispered, 'Were coming for you.'

I woke up sweating and shaking. I felt scared and alone. I know it was only a dream, but it felt so real. My mind kept flashing back to the eyes, the eyes that held no warmth, no life. I felt as if I stared into the face of death, which ironically, Strigoi are. I tried to shake the memories but they kept flashing in my mind. I reached over to check the time on my alarm clock.

4:32am

It was way to early to be up, I only got to bed like 3 hours ago. But I knew sleep was not an option tonight.

After a few minutes, I dragged my self out of bed. I hastily changed into some workout clothes and headed for the gym. As I was training to be a guardian, I spent most of my 18 years in the gym. It was like a safe haven for me, a place to escape reality. Often I would spend hours here, just punching the crap out of the dummies that lined the walls.

After last night's dream, I needed just that. A way to forgot about real life for just a moment. As I pushed open the doors of the gym, I instantly was greeted with the familiar feeling I always got. I was home. I immediately dropped my gym bag in the corner of the room and started stretching. When I was warmed up, I made my way of to the dummies. I steadied my feet in the fighting stance and crouched, as if I was about to leap at my attacker. I quickly made a story about this certain dummy. I forced myself to believe that he was a dhampir before being turned, therefore he would be hard to defeat, but not impossible. I also made him be very old, not age wise, but the amount of year that he has been a strigoi; this made him extremely difficult to beat. Not to mention the fact that he was about a foot taller than my 5'7 structure and out weighed me considerably. I took all these factors into my mind as I fought this dummy. After about an hour of letting my mind run wild with all the possible moves that might come my way; breathing heavy, I back against the wall. When I finally come to a stop, my knees give way and I collapse on the floor. I feel my breathing return to normal as I hold my head in my hands.

I don't know how long I stayed there, just resting, when the sound of the gym door's opening pulled me from my trance. I felt an immediate annoyance towards whoever it was. I heard the footsteps getting closer just as a sweet smell of aftershave filled the air, a scent I recognized very well. It was him.

"Roza?" That sweet, sugary, honey like voice filled my ears and the silence of the gym. I felt his warm hand grip my wrists gently, tugging them away from my face so he could look into my eyes. I slowly complied, hesitantly raising my eyes to his deep chocolate brown eyes. However this time they were knitted together in worry.

"Hi." I wisher, barley audibly. The lack of sleep, the nightmare and the exhaustion from my workout suddenly took it's toll. I'm pretty sure he could tell that I was about to pass out because he scooped me up into his arms. I nestled into his very firm, very defined chest. I breathed in his unique smell of whatever type of aftershave he uses. I couldn't quite define the smell, but it was enough to make my knees weak, even while in his arms.

"Wow, Roza. Careful. What have you done to yourself?" He was teasing, yet it held an undercurrent of seriousness.

"Couldn't sleep." I mumbled into his chest, fighting the blackness that was threatening to take over.

"Okay, I'm taking you back to bed." His voice changed to one of worry, he had never seen me like this before and I think it scared him. Like come on, I was Rose Hathaway, the badass dhampir novice. But I don't know what overcame me today, I just felt so weak, so useless and I honestly was past the point of caring.

As he carried me towards my room, I snuggled closer to him. His steady breathing and heart rate, calming me. I was suddenly placed softly on my bed. I barely even remembering opening the door. I reached out, looking for his hand. He must of sensed what I wanted because his hand found mine. I sighed, as I opened my eyes. I stared into his, seeing his true emotions show, a rarity for him. I could see love, lust, pain and even a hint of sadness there. He leaned forward, gently pressing his lips to my forehead. I closed my eyes and sighed. His lips lingered on my forehead as he whispered something in russian, his native language.

I could never be bothered learning Russian but knowing him, it suddenly was something I must do.

"Please don't leave me." I begged with a slight whimper. I gripped his hand tightly as he tried to pull away. He stopped and after a moment a saw his decision. I move over in the bed, giving him room. It had been about 3 weeks since the cabin and what an amazing three weeks they have been. Besides the attack that nearly caused Dimitri to lose his life, everything has been perfect. Lissa was still my best friend and non-biological sister, Christian and I still were sat each other's throats, Adrain was, well...Adrain. And Eddie was still protective as ever. The only thing that had drastically changed was Dimitri's and my relationship. Everyone seemed to know about us and we honestly didn't give a shit. We were in love.

His arms pulled me close to him, my back to his chest. A small smile appeared on my face. It's not everyday that you get to snuggle up with a hot, sexy 6'7 Russian that both fights and looks like a god.

"Thank you Dimitri." I whispered

"Just sleep now my Roza. I'm here."

I have never been as happy as I was just then. The last thing I remember before I fell asleep in the arms of my forbidden lover was the warning; 'Were coming for you.'

So that's chapter 1. Please review and tell me what you think. Should I continue it? Thanks :)