Chapter 1
I walked up to the gates of St. Vladimir's Academy with my mother, Janine Hatheway. I know what most of you are thinking: Here's Rose, being dragged back again. Well you're wrong. I'm not Rose. I'm here younger sister: Cassandra.
No one here at the academy or even my sister knows about me. I've been off living my own life after my mother ditched me with humans shortly after I was born.
My mother looked at me as we got to the gates, "Cassandra...I want you to listen to me. I know you don't understand what is happening, but I need you to understand that you are going to train to be a guardian."
Thankfully the humans my mom had picked knew all about the vampire and dhamphir world. They were Alchemist. They weren't happy on raising me, but owed it to my mom. So I knew I was a dhampihir and needed to protect Moroi, the 'living' vampires.
I nodded, "I understand Mom."
She looked me over, "alright. Lets go in." She lead me into the gates and nodded at the guardians at the gates. Apparently everyone around here knew her.
The guardians gave me a strange look but shrugged it off. I knew why. I looked like my mom. Everone knew just by looking we had to be related. I had her same red hair, mine only a few shades darker, and her small petite frame.
I feel like I have to live up to her, I thought as she lead me to the main building.
Once inside she told me to sit in a chair while she went to get the head mistress. A few minutes later she came back with a Moroi women who had graying hair and looked quite old, but still professional.
"Cassandra, this is Head Mistress Kirova." My mother introduced her.
"Nice to meet you Cassandra. Are you…a niece of Janes?" she asked. Obviously my mom hadn't explained, but she could easily see our resemblance.
"No." I said briskly, but still politely, "I'm her daughter."
I smirked lightly as her eyes widened, "I wasn't aware Rosemarie had a younger sister." She said, looking at me then my mother.
"She's been living with the Rugadi family." My mother said.
"Ah." Kirova said nodding, as if this explained it.
My mother nodded again, "They owed me a favor. And well…He wanted her to have a normal childhood." She said, referring to my father.
I smirked, "Did he know I was living with Alchemists?"
My mother shot me a look, "No." She sighed and turned back to Kirova, "I know it's already April, but I was hoping Cassandra could enroll into the sophomore class."
Kirova shook her head, "There's no way she'd be up to speed with them."
My mother smiled, really smiled and said, "You'd be surprised. She'd actually trained with some guardians that pop in with the Rigadi."
Kirova raised her eyebrows, "Interesting. Well if she can prove herself worthy from now till the end of the school term, she can enroll into the junior class next year, if not, she'll return t to the sophomores."
I smirked. I knew I was already good, she was right, I wasn't up to speed with some of the stuff they were learning, like technical stuff. But the fighting?
Lest to say: I'm pretty good. Even my mom thought so.
My mother nodded, her normal expressionless face back, "Thank you." She said.
They filled out paperwork, squeezed me into a dorm room and my mom was off after that.
I went into my dorm with the few things I had been aloud to bring. Which had basically been clothes and a small silver necklace I got from my foster parents, as if it is needed to say: my room looked bare and large.
Sighing I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. This was going to be a long three months.