Most would tell you it's a pleasant feeling. Even euphoric. But me? For me all I felt was horror and pain as those fangs bit into me. Or at least that's what I remember. That along with my mother screaming for him to stop.

At one point I found myself in the car, mama was crying as she drove in endless sunlight. But as I called to her she simply smiled at me saying it would all be okay now. Her voice shook saying that and I was never sure who she was trying to convince more; me or her.

After hours we found ourselves at a large manor in the middle of nowhere within Masco. It was magical with a large garden and the house its self is a pretty sky blue. The man that answered the door was a Moroi like THAT man.

I hid behind mama not wanting to be hurt again. But this man was gentle and gave mama work along with a place for us to stay. Other Dhampir woman and children are there as well.

Mister Phantom came to check on us frequently. He seemed to look over the triplets; Dick, Rick, and Nick, more than anyone. These older brown haired boys seemed to like me and found my ginger hair interesting. I liked their big blues and the glint in them when they wanted to go off on an adventure.

A few months after being moved there things seemed to be getting to a normal rhythm. I'd go to classes with the triplets and other kids while mama works. Sometimes I'd go with her to Phantom Manor and would play around there with others.

One snowy day I was running around after the guys when I hit the leg of an attractive Guardian. All I could do is stare up at those pretty brown eyes, recognizing the long haired woman as the Shadow Slayer.

"S-sorry." I called in my broken English.

She bent down with softness to her. Helping me stand she told me something and motioned to the triplets. I smiled as I ran after them.

Later on she popped her head into the playroom we were in. She looked it over with a small smile quietly heading out.

"Hey, let's follow her." Nick whispers.

"Yeah! It'll be fun." The other two cheer quietly.

"Kay." I simply nodded.

I was excited to try tracking such a famous woman. But also a bit nervous about what she would do when she finds us out.

We hid and scampered after her for a while. But she seemed to never see us. That is… until the kitchen when she opens the door and we all topple over right in front of her feet.

The guys talk to her in English but she just seems to jokingly scold them which made me laugh. Guardian Hathaway smiles at that pointing to the cookies and milk for us on a nearby table then heads off again rustling out hair.

Later on that night she and Guardian Belikov returns with the Queen and her family. Her majesty spoke Russian and I think her husband did too. But I tried to stay away from them and their twins. Nothing against them, I just… I don't like fangs. Really I fear them because of THAT man.

The next night Mama got off shirt around ten, it was weird and she seemed panicked that whole day. A lot like THAT day. She smiled at me petting my head saying we'd be going on a little trip. That we were moving to the States with her majesty.

I wasn't a fan of traveling with Moroi. But… but going to the States sounded nice. I just didn't understand why she was scared.

We spent most of the night packing. Mama looked worried about something and jumpy but she got that way sometimes when she remembered HIM. I would get scared remembering him too and would often snuggle with her at night. This was one of those nights.

Mama sang a lullaby as she pat my head while I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to mama shaking me.

"M-" I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

Mama covered my mouth motioning for me to be quiet and get in her closet. I simply nodded getting in and slipping on my fuzzy boots.

"Where is she Abby?" Hissed that dark eyed man.

Seeing him I covered my mouth so not to scream. Though I don't think one would come out with how much I was shaking from fear.

"I will NEVER tell you, Egor!" Mama shouted with a furry I've never heard her give him. "I'll die first!" she growls.

"I can grant that." The black haired man whispered in a menacing tone.

Then he pulled mama in biting her. THIS wasn't the first time he had been rough with either of us but this time was different. This time he didn't stop until mama was pale. It was then I screamed and he turned to my hiding spot.

"There you are." Egor had a deep hunger in his once black eyes now rimmed with bright red. "Come here." He reaches out for me.

"NO!" I screamed going under his legs.

I think I flew down those stairs, at least until I tripped on the last three hurting my ankle. As I saw him at the top steps I braced to be killed when he jumped down but then he was on the ground. Diana, the triplets' mother, was on top of him.

"Run Anastasia! Run!" Shouts the blond woman trying to keep the Strigoi busy.

I ran. Ran until I found the fort I had made with the boys in the back woods. I covered my ears like I had done many times at our old home praying for him to go away. I didn't even realize the sun had risen as I shook.

I could feel bits of sun on my feet but shook with the cold and fear. Hearing fast crunches of snow I hid my face not wanting to see that man's. Instead it was a woman's voice I heard. It was familiar but I couldn't recall why. Then I heard a man with her.

Feeling someone reach for me I rigged and fought shouting to be let go. If it wasn't for my lack of sleep I might have remembered I could bite him.

"Do you remember me?" Calls the man's voice holding my shoulders lightly.

Looking I saw the Guardians from last night. Relieved and scared I rushed into his arms muttering about mama and that man as I shook. Not sure if it was still fear or the cold.

Guardian Belikov wrapped me in his jacket promising I won't be hurt again. Guardian Hathaway felt my forehead and looked at her partner worried. Both rushed me to a car where Slayer watched over me until she was suddenly not there.

When I saw a man in black reaching for me I bit. Hard. Hard enough for him to back off and look at Belikov.

"Sure she's not yours?" The man held his bleeding hand.

Belikov didn't answer. He simply walked over to me asking if I felt alright. I shook my head, my body felt heavy along with hot and cold all at the same time and I felt like I couldn't breathe right.

He looked over at his partner and the person in charge. Talking to them in English, my guess is so I couldn't understand, they were soon shoed away and we drove off. My head once more in Hathaway's lap.

I don't remember much. Bits of arguing or shouting and then flashes of a room and different people. I DO remember a warmth coming over me; something that felt like spring and sun after rain.

After… I don't know how long I woke up in a new simple room. I looked around tiredly to see Hathaway with a wet cloth in hand drooped over my bed and Belikov in a chair by the large window.

The door opened silently, and a Dhampir woman stepped into the room. She had brown hair and kind eyes that looked over both of the Guardians with affection. After them, her eyes turned to me. She smiled.

"It's good to see that you're awake," she said as she closed the door behind her. She put the glass of water she had been holding on the table beside my bed before sitting on the edge and placing her hand on my forehead. "Your fever's gone down. How are you feeling, Anastasia?"

"B-better." I managed to get out. "Where am I?" I looked around again, still dizzy and hazed from everything.

"You're in Baia," she replied. "Do you know where that is?"

I nodded. We learned a bit about this stuff in school.

But then it hit me. My mom… Diana… and Egor. All of it hit me at once.

"W-what happened? I-is mama okay? Aunty?" I looked at the woman desperate with misty eyes.

It was then the other two stirred. Hathaway was saying something I couldn't understand but looked worried. I gave them the same look, pleading for an answer.

"Roza." Belikov had a strange tone in his voice as he spoke to his partner in English again.

"I'm sorry, dear," the woman said with a sad smile. "They'll continue to protect you in the form of angels now."

"Do you have any other family?" Belikov asked, one hand on Hathaway's arm.

'Mama.' I shook my head crying.

"You'll have a safe place to stay here for now, then," the older woman assured. "For as long as you need."

I couldn't answer. I just cried. Hathaway came over patting my back. I couldn't understand her but enjoyed the comfort as I cried in her arms until I fell asleep again. I don't think I let go of her that day. I just clung for dear life.