A Moroi and His Guardian
A Vampire Academy Story
Prolouge:
Vengence
Hi there! My name is Sarah Harada; I m a Seventeen-year-old Dhampir Girl, which is basically a half Human Half Moroi or Vampire, I d like to think we got the best of both genes. Now most Dhampir end up becoming guardians to protect the Moroi (Full, 100% Vampires) from the Strigoi who are basically the living dead. Now the cool thing about Moroi is their ability to use magic, now strigoi being dead lose their magic and can t go out in the sun. Anyways. Normally we get assigned to Moroi when we graduate but I m special. Why? Well simply because I, uh, died once making me shadow-kissed. How am I still alive then? Well at the time of my death I was with my best friend a Moroi named Vanner Fon Solidor (All the students call him Shannon for some reason.)He has a natural ability to weald 6 different elements of magic whereas most Moroi can wield only one, which kind of drives him mad when he uses them and yes I said 6: Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Spirit AND Lightning (Which according to him all Moroi can specialize in Lightning.) His first specialized element was, you guessed it, Spirit and HOLY SHIT did he have a lot of it. He took his spirit from all life around him: the more life the more lethal his spirit was. You re probably thinking: Is he violent or something? No Yes. He without hesitation tends to annihilate foes with magic mainly spirit. He tends to get into big fights even bigger then mine, and THAT S SAYING SOMETHING! You ll see what I mean soon. Anyways he revived and healed me with his spirit when I Died
It was the middle of the night, which is daytime for vampires. St. Vladimir s Academy went to an Extremely luxurious ski resort.
The floors were made of finely polished Black Marble, beautifully intricately made electric lighting made to look like torches, most of the walls in big (and I mean BIGG!) and Important rooms were also made of black marble the hallways had a beautifly made wallpaper with it kinda makes you wonder tho if it s a coincidence that the walls look like blood anyways the rooms had a marble bathroom big enough to fit a King sized bed in it and still have enough room to fit a pretty big shower as big as a twin bed in it.
Speaking of King sized beds there are 2 of them in my room and omigosh as soon as I saw the really soft plushy crimson carpet I chucked my shoes at the door and sank like 3-feet-deep in the carpet and oh-my-god it was soft! There was an 82 Sony HD TV and a Marble (Yeah I know again But it really doesn t get old!) Hottub on the porch and the glass door was a massive in hight as a 7-foot4 man!
Anyway it was lunch time and everyone was on their way to the um,
high-class-resteraunt-looking "Cafeteria" to eat lunch untill a massive portion of the hallway explodes. Someone or something was sent flying through a wall in one of the rooms. Shannon's Room. I got a little worried so I steped closer to see who or what just ate wall, I froze... A Strigoi. Then a second later Shannon walked through the hole in the wall and picked up the Strigoi. I thought he either didn't realize that he picked a fight with a Strigoi or... Yeah he hit "Vengence". Vengence is a state of mental fury that doubles his phisical strength (which is pretty high for a Moroi) and triples his Magic (which reaches Insanely overpowered destructive levels) and makes him temporaily invincible as long as he's pissed. Shannon launched the Strigoi into the air with a massive Spirit blast which by the impact has the full force of an armored van. The Strigoi went sailing across the air rotating like a vertical frisby. But the Shannon raised his hand and the Strigoi stopped dead. Then Shannon started to wave his hands in a juggling manor as if he was batting at a wheel to make it spin faster. As the Strigoi kept spinning, Shannon knelt down and with a loud "THUD" he slammed his hands down and the Strigoi followed face-first into the ground. Shannon got up and suddenly a blinding furious blaze of greenish-white energy burst from him. Amazingly noone and I mean NOONE tried to stop him, but instead everyone, kinda like me, just stared in awe as Shannon took the Strigoi on. Shannon charged at the steading Strigoi and beat the holy fuck out of him. The spirit alone was burning at the Strigoi's flesh. But if that's not enough for you then I probably should tell you the Vengence/Spirit enhanced clobberings led the Strigoi to bleed practically out of ever inch of his face; The nose, the mouth, the forhead... everywhere. Shannon started to strangle the Strigoi while pounding his head on the marble floor (which was now covered in thick crimson red blood) untill he pulled out ninja style knife he carved out of pure silver. (I think he called it a Kunai Knife or something, I guess he found the asian history interesting to say the least.) Now Being Moroi and being able to use six different elements all his knives were pretty much asian silver stakes. I noticed as he pulled out one of his endless supply that a greenish-white line appeared on the hilt. Shannon raised is knife and hacked at it's neck which resulted in a slashed Jugular Vein. Blood flowed free like a river and I could tell from the shifting emotions that came from the bond that Shannon was sure he pretty much killed it. He calmed a little but still had his rush of invincibillity (which only dies when he's killed the target of his rage.) "Who are you and what in fuck's name are you doing here?" Barked Shannon with a Demon-like voice. "Well..."
The Strigoi had started, he had a gruffy western voice, kind of like in the old Wild West. "...for starters..." *KOFF* *HACKK!* The way he looked you'd think that nothing happened to him and that violent cough was non-existant. "...ma name is Dallon Ivashkov..." An Ivashkov!? "and as I'm sure you could tell, I'm a Strigoi... new but still Strigoi. And even though I used to be a Moroi I couldn't stop myself comming here I knew it was wrong to feast off innocent children but I couldn't stop myself..." Damn, he still ha alot of humanity left in him. Shannon only listened attentively to the Strigoi's words. *KOFF!* "heh, heh... I sure never expected to encounter anything like you though." He said in a cracked up voice. "So if i were to let you go you would come back then?" Shannon asked with what almost looked like a smirk. "Ugh! No! I might be crazy but I'm not stupid! You'd tear me apart!" That actually made me chuckle a bit. "Actually, if you would be so kind as to killing me... it'd be very appreciated." speechless. "...mm" Shannon looked kind of un sure but sure enough... *KKRRRAAAACCCKKKK!!!* The Strigoi slumped lifeless as his neck was violenly snapped so much blood poured out you'd think it was the beggining of a flood. Shannon stood up with a dark look of sadness on his face--he was no longer angry... that's for sure.