This is a tester on whether i should continue to update this story on fanfiction.
If it hardly gets reviews i shall continue it on my laptop in case it gets some in the future.
Please tell me what you guys think of it and thanks you if like.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the vampire academy world, Richelle Mead does :D
A/N: sorry guys changed a few point and i might have added a few things too
In a bar near the royal court a young woman burst in, brown hair and the brownest eyes, a figure to die for, she wore black leather trousers A/N(pants to you Americans :) ) a tight blood red tank top, a black leather duster, on her feet were a pair of blood red motorcycle boots with the leather trousers tucked in and in her hands a blood red helmet. The strange thing about this woman was she looked like she'd been caught between the old west and a motorcycle race, removing the riding balaclava, she went up to the bar and ordered a whiskey no ice the bartender gave her it, she took it and sat in a corner just watching everyone.
Shortly after a group of people came in and joined the stranger, they wore suits and ties all carried a briefcase. They sat with stranger
"We need you to come with us" one said
"Not a chance, I'm not going back there" the woman spat, she got up to leave
"it is not us that wants you back, it's her majesty" said one of the other suits
The woman froze, she remembered the Queen and she also remembered her need to protect her, she sat back down "fine i'm in but no one must know it's me" the suits nodded in unison they stuck out their hands "welcome back Guardian Hathaway" she shook their hands dipped her head and left the bar.
She strapped on her thigh holsters and belt, placing two Desert Eagle pistols in them, putting back on the balaclava and helmet then swung her leg over a blood red 2009 Honda Fireblade Motorcycle. She sped off to court kicking up dirt and stones as she went.
Coming Closer to the royal court, Rose Hathaway shut the engine of her motorcycle off and let it rest on the kick stand. she took off her helmet, shaking out her tail bone length brown hair, a headache began to build but she pushed the ghosts back then her friend Mason who died in battle appeared. seeing him brought back painful memories Rose pushed those feelings aside.
"hey Mason am i doing the right thing by coming back to this hell hole?" she smiled sadly at him waiting in his reply.
Mason slowly shhok his head but suddenly nodded. Rose's laugh came out a little harsh
"so you're saying it's bad idea but it'll be good for me?" she asked
Mason smiled, nodded and then disappeared leaving Rose alone again.
Rose thought for a few moments then said toherself "let's go take the plunge into hell"