Behind The Mask
Prologue:
Slayer,
The one word sends chills down every ones bones, Moroi, Dhampir and even Strigoi fear the Slayer.
They Slayer is known to be dangerous and unstoppable, but no one has ever truly seen the Slayer. No one even knows the Slayers gender.
Well let's get the facts straight.
I Rosemarie Hathaway am the Slayer; I am seventeen and I am female.
Chapter 1:
I've been hearing rumours of a strigoi attack at the royal court the past few weeks; it is believed to proceed at Queen Tatiana Royal birthday party.
I plan on going to the party and making sure everything goes smoothly, all the while keeping my cover. No one could ever know the true identity of the Slayer and anyone who has ever truly figured it out has ended up dead.
So here I was crouching on a branch 40 metres above the ground, overlooking the Royal Court. Guardians were running around like crazy, setting up for the royal party, many carrying stuff about double their weight.
I couldn't help the small giggle the left my lips, I mentally scolded myself for letting my feelings show.
I am the Slayer and the Slayer does not show or feel emotion.
I scrambled down the tree and raced off to my small apartment about an hour from the court at an inhuman speed, I would have to be back at the court for the party at 9 (Moroi time)
At 8:00, I started getting ready for the party, about half an hour later I looked in the mirror to see the the finished the product. I was wearing a bloodread gown that had a strapless corset at the top (PIC on profile). I had six inch heels that had a charmed silver point that was as sharp as a knif and had a black and red mask (PIC on profile).
I smiled to my reflection, I looked nice, beautiful even. My dark brown hair was in loose curls around my face and I had to wear contacts, so no one would notice my eyes changing colour with my moods.
I packed my slayer outfit and mask in a small duffle bag along with some silver daggers, stakes and guns. If you where wondering why I would use a gun to fight agianst strigoi, well my mentor a few years back gave me a life time supply of charmened silver bullets.
I soon arrived at the Royal Court ant it was a beautiful sight, the place was over flowing with beautifuly dressed moroi in gowns and suits, all hiding behind their masks. There was also guardians at every direction gaurding the premisice.
Once I was through the wards, I slipped into a mingling group of moroi, who where slowly makeing their way to the party. At the entrance there was a realy tall quardian that was about 6'7" and was very well built with tanned skin. He had shoulder length hair that was a few shades lighter than mine. He was holding a clip board and pen and I couldn't help but notice how hot he was.
I mentally smacked myself agian, the Slayer does not let her feelings show, exspecially about some guy.
I once agian locked all my feelings deep in side my head, through let a small smile play my lips for show. I slipped inside unnoticed and had to stop myself from freezing, the room looked like it was from a fairy tale with large white walls and golden drapes hanging from the ceiling with elengtly set tables. The Queen was sitting at the front of the ballroom overlooking the crowd, she was wearing a golden gown (PIC on profile) and a silver tiara.
The ballroom was swarming with colours from blues to pinks, greens, yellow wait there was no other red's, I guess I was going to stand out more than I was hopeing. I hid my bag behing a plant in the corner of the room and then went to blend in with the crowd.
It was about 10, when a ear piercing scream echoed through the ball room. Moroi suddenly where getting rushed to a safe place while guardians got ready to attack. I slipped away from the crowd unnoticed and untied the dress that dropped and pooled around my feet. I slipped on my slayer outfit (PIC on profile)and mask and loaded my belts with my weapons.
I could see at least 4 strigoi and 3 guardians dead, luckly no moroi. With a quick count I could see at least 50 strigoi and the guardians where outnumbered, I raced in to action and the was a collective gasps and "The Slayer" from Moroi and Guardians while the strigoi hissed and began to advance on me.
A group of four jumped at me but I was read, I kicked two and the went stumbling, one of them got distracted by the others and gave me the perfect aim for his heart, I stabbed the stake and he let out a small scream. The last one seemed to be older and was more advanced at his skills, so most likely was a guardian before he changed. He got a few go blows and I manged to dislocate his arm. He was hissing in pain so I jumped on his back and snapped is neck clean off.
There was then a group of 10 comeing to me I kicked a few but then discided to make this easy, I shot the remaining 7, they where all shocked by the use of guns.
The strigoi numbers where rapidly dieing and I figured the guardians could take care of the rest. I was about to leave untill I felt a cold arm on my solder, I whipped around and there standing in front of me was 3 strigoi. I had met one before he was the leader of a hidout in New York and his name was Damon, I hissed at him and took a few steps back.
"Well, well, well if it isn't the all famous Slayer" He snickered.
"Well, well, well if it isn't the all famous Damon, oh wait your not famous thats right" I sneered
"Shut up" he growled and he then made a hand motion to the others and the begane advanceing on me.
The male on the right jumped first but I had my dagger ready aand swiftly stabbed him in the heart, the girl then froze but after a few seconds and sinister smile played her lips.
"Well aren't I lucky I get to kill R-" But I shot in the mouth before she could finish the sentence.
"Never, speak of my real name" I said in a scary calm voice and gave her my coldest look and she visibly cowered, I quickly brock her neck not feeling an ounce of emotion.
I the heard a clapping and looked up to see Damon behind me with a knife at my throat, I could feel in prick my skin and a trail of my blood tripped down my neck.
"You smeel so good but I bet you taste better" He whisped at my neck, I could feel his fangs graze my neck and I kicked him in the groin, and stumble back in pain and I had the gun ready at my head.
"I would rather die before, giving my blood to you" I spoke and shot him in the process but not before he got one swing at me with the knife and it cut from the corner of my eye to my lip.
I could know see that all the strigoi where dead and the guardians where staring at me in awe, fear and shock. They then begane to come to me, but I couldn't let them catch me I ran to the nearest window, it was about 30 metres from the ground, no onw could ever make the jump but I wasn't normale, so I sprang up and jumped through the window but not before I yelled "The slayer will never be found, you can try but I wouldn't get your hopes up" and then ran.