Hey everyone! So, this is my first fanfiction, which I know everyone says and stuff... so I kinda felt like I should, too. I just want to see where this takes me. It actually started with reading some other fanfictions online, and I was like... WOW! That looks like fun! So, here I am. :) Anyway, enjoy! I own nothing, Vampire Academy (and a lot of the dialogue being used in this) belongs completely to Richelle Mead.

-GuardianRoseHathaway

Chapter 1

I was standing about thirty yards away, near a tree in the yard which afforded me a direct view of the window of the dorm room. The room was dark, as was the night sky, and even with my slightly heightened senses, I could not distinguish the two girls sleeping inside. It was enough to be fairly assured that I had finally found the princess and the damphir girl.

Princess Vasilisa Dragomir, the last remaining Moroi in her bloodline, had fled with her best friend Rosemarie Hathaway about two years before. And they had successfully avoided the guardians sent out. But I was determined to make this time a success.

There was a sudden movement in the darkness as one of the girls moved across the window to sit down. Then, after a few moments, the light turned on and I could see clearly inside.

Rose had moved to sit on the bed Vasilisa had been sleeping in. The Princess was now sitting up, and she looked pale, with dark circles under her eyes. Rose was speaking soothingly to her. And then she looked directly at Vasilisa with worry and realization on her face. She moved closer, and a cat moved away from her, and jumped to the window where it proceeded to stare outside and watch me.

Then, Rose tossed her dark tresses away from her neck and tilted her head to allow perfect access. And Vasilisa leaned forward and bit into her neck.

The blood exchange lasted only a minute, but I could feel the surprise welling up inside of me. It was uncommon for a Damphir to give blood to a Moroi with out being considered a blood whore; having a mother who had dropped out of guardianship and stayed home to raise her children, I could not feel the disgust that most people would. But the rather intoxicated look on Rose's face showed that she had enjoyed it. And there had been the slight flicker of anticipation on her face before Vasilisa leaned forward and bit her. She had all the makings of a blood whore.

Vasilisa left the room and a goofy smile lit up Rose's face. She turned to the cat and spoke, and then she noticed the alert way in which it was watching outside. Watching me. It was in a crouch with its tail twitching.

Despite her intoxicated state, Rose's smile faded from her face and she sat up. She looked dizzy for a moment, but she pushed herself to stand. And then she went to the window and looked out, searching. After a few moments passed, her eyes found me, only able to see by the dull streetlight that was threatening to go out. She jerked back in surprise, fear and worry crossing her face. And after a few moments of staring at each other, I backed away, melting into the darkness. Another guardian walked over at that moment to join me.

"Belikov, what is the plan? Is that the Dragomir Princess or not?" he asked anxiously, his eyes darting to the window, which was now empty except for the cat. I nodded.

"They are there." I stood silently, waiting for him to speak again, as I knew he would.

"What is the plan?" he asked. I turned to look at him.

"We are going to wait until the girls try to run, and then we will surround them. The Damphir is going to be in a weakened state and unable to run quickly, and the Princess is not going to be very fast in any case. It should not be heard to get them," I spoke quickly, and then turned back to the building, watching the door.

Hendricks was not done, though.

"Are you sure they will run?" he asked. I nodded.

"Of course. They do not want to go back to St. Vladimir's, which they made clear when they ran the first time. It is just a matter…" I cut myself off, listening intently, and then cursed under my breath. "Gather everyone together. They have run." And I set off after them. I had been correct, though. Rose kept stumbling, and a few times Vasilisa had to grab onto Rose to keep her from toppling over. There were some keys flashing dimly in the Princess's hands.

The other guardians caught up with me, and we sped after them. After a few moments they realized we were behind them. Rose grabbed Vasilisa's arm and began to run, and she could barely keep herself up right. We easily gained on them, and then I darted out in front of them.

They came to an abrupt halt in front of me, and Rose jerked Vasilisa back by her arm. She looked me over taking me in, and then through the corners of her eyes took in the rest of the guardians, which had now circled around them. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise at the number of them. There were twelve of us, and considering Queen Tatiana herself didn't have that many guardians with her during travel, it was an impressive group.

But Rose instinctually put herself between me and Vasilisa, her eyes narrowing.

"Leave her alone," she growled. "Don't touch her."

I kept my face blank, but I was amused. Did she really think she could take all of us on, especially in her state? I held my hands out, trying to calm her.

"I'm not going to-" I started to say, and I took a step forward.

Rose attacked me before anything else could be said. She leaped forward in a defensive maneuver she obviously hadn't used since she had left St. Vladimir's. It was clear it was just her instinct guiding her, which had been kicked into action when I had stepped forward. But she had obviously forgotten she was not dealing with a weak human.

Before she could do much of anything, I knocked her off, brushing her away. I slammed my hands into her, a move that sent her moving backwards and almost tumbling to the ground. But I caught her instantly, feeling bad about being so hard. I knew that she was weak, and had not intentionally struck out so hard. It was just instinct, I reasoned, yet I still felt slightly guilty.

I reached out and grabbed her arm, keeping her upright. It was then that I noticed her neck, which had blood coming from the wound Vasilisa had made. At first she didn't notice where I was staring, but then understanding and defiance flickered in her eyes and she shook her hair out so that it was covering her neck and the wound.

I stared at the spot for a moment longer and then looked at her. She was completely defiant now as she jerked her arm out of my grasp, and despite my complete ability to restrain her indefinitely, I let her go. She backed away toward Vasilisa, as if preparing to attack again, when the Princess's hand grasped hers.

"Rose," she said quietly. "Don't."

It seemed like Rose was going to disregard her, but then it was like Vasilisa was putting calming thoughts in her head. I watched the two of them interestedly. In my reading and studies I had learned about bonds that had been between Moroi and their guardians. It had not happened in centuries, but watching the two girls together, I felt nearly assured that Vasilisa was communicating with Rose. And after a few moments, the tension left her body and Rose sagged in defeat.

I stepped forward and turned to Vasilisa calmly. I made a bow to her and stood back up.

"My name is Dimitri Belikov," I said. "I've come to take you back to St. Vladimir's, Princess."

Okay, so there goes Chapter one! I am trying to make it as close to the actual Vampire Academy as possible, and am going through the book as I write, which makes it more difficult than just writing, so please let me know if you want me to continue! I will probably continue anyways, if nothing else for my own enjoyment, but should I bother posting it here? Thank you!