Hey guys! This is a one shot that would take place at the end of a Blood Promise. I might continue with it depending on how everyone reacts. When I was reading Blood Promise the first time, I remembered being amazed at Rose's resolve and her strength. What would have happened had she not been strong enough?

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy or any of its characters, all rights go to Richelle Mead

Rose's POV

If I could just reach the bridge, if I could just get to the high ground and to the other side –

I was close, so close to the bridge when the nausea began to swirl within me. I panicked, letting the surge of adrenaline drive me further up the treacherous hill, and closer to the bridge. I could do this I –

I felt Dimitri seize the back of my jacket, lurching me backwards. I immediately went on the offensive, I kicked and lashed out violently, but there was hardly any technique or control left in my movements. I was beyond desperate, and every move sent a blast of pain through my nervous system. He had me pinned tightly against him, my back to his chest.

"Stop it!" He growled into my ear. "Don't you get it? You can't win!"

"Then kill me!"

I gave one last frenzied attempt at breaking free of his hold, but it was no use. I was exhausted, I was weak, I was nearly defeated, but I vowed to fight until my last breath.

"You said you would if I didn't surrender myself. Well guess what? I didn't. I won't. So just get this over with."

"It'd take a lot for me to kill you, Rose," he practically whispered into my ear. "This isn't enough."

This was it, he was going to bite me. Dimitri was going to puncture the delicate skin of my neck with his razor sharp fangs and he would drink from me. He would drain me of my life's blood and it would wipe the girl who had been Rose Hathaway right off the face of the Earth. Maybe he would turn me, maybe he would leave me for dead. Either way, this was it.

In my last few moments, I thought of all the people I loved, all the people I had left behind. I wished could have told Lissa how sorry I was for abandoning her, I wished I could have loved Adrian the way he deserved, I wished I could have known my mother the way a daughter should, and I wished, more than anything, that mine and Dimitri's stories would end differently.

His mouth grazed the hollow of my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut as tears carved little paths down my cheeks.

"I forgive you," I whispered.

His jaw clamped down, and his fangs bit into my skin. It only hurt for a moment though, soon endorphins flooded my system and I sagged against his body. It was wonderful, more blissful than anything I had ever experienced in my life. Dimitri moaned against my neck and then resumed drinking, he drank until my eyes went dim and I could no longer sense the world around me, just blackness.

Adrian's POV

St. Vladimir's isn't so bad, I thought to myself as I strolled through its lush grounds, it was late in the vampiric night and the campus was mostly deserted. I wanted to find Avery, she was all I could think about lately. She was so beautiful and kind, and she had helped me to forget Rose.

Rose.

It had been a few weeks since I had last thought about her. The last time I had seen her was in a spirit dream. She had been dressed in some ridiculous evening get up and her neck was marred with tell tale signs of vampire bites. She takes my money so she can travel the world blood whoring, what had I ever seen in her? Avery would never do something like that.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of laughter from some where up above me. I looked up, scanning the tall gothic buildings that loomed before me. There, on the sixth floor, standing on the ledge of one of the guest housing buildings, was a girl. She was walking with her arms out, like she was doing some kind of balancing act. Her pale blonde hair whipped around her and she turned over her shoulder to giggle at something. She was unsteady as she walked, her heels teetering on the edge. She stopped once she could go no further and looked down thoughtfully. She turned her head and I saw another girl standing a little ways away, peering through a window that led to the ledge where the first girl stood.

"Lissa, be careful! You shouldn't be up there," called the girl standing in the window.

Lissa?

Before I could even react, Lissa stepped over the edge. I watched in slow motion as she plummeted downward and hit the ground beneath her with a sickening thud. I ran, faster than I had ever run in my entire life. I fell before Lissa's body staring at her mangled figure, taking in where her arms and legs bent at unnatural angles, the ghost of a smile still on her delicate features.

Spirit swelled within me without me even having to call on it. The power filled me up, and soon I was brimming with magic. I felt I would burst, I needed to find a release. My arms shot forward and the second my hands made contact with Lissa's temple, I felt the magic flow from me and into her. It was intoxicating, I felt like a god.

"What are you doing?!" Some where a girl was screaming at me, but I didn't stop what I was doing.

I couldn't stop.

"No! Stop it, this isn't how it's supposed to be!"

A pair of arms had found their way around my waist as some one tried to pull me from Lissa, but I wasn't done yet.

"Adrian, no!"

Whoever was attempting to pull me away gave one last desperate tug, and I fell backward on top of them. I was still wielding massive amounts of spirit and I scrambled to my feet to turn on the culprit.

It was Avery.

But it wasn't, her aura was different. It was gold and it flickered before me.

Avery was a spirit user.