I crumpled the lab papers up in my hand. This couldn't be true! It fuckin' couldn't be true… I'd only had sex with one person. One who had once been a dhampir. Dhampirs couldn't have children with other dhampirs so why was the test positive?

~*~*~*

Two months Prier

My heart was pounding hard in my chest. Must get away… I was horribly outnumbered. Four strigoi, one me. I continued to sprint down the road no matter how much my legs protested.

Dimitri. The reason why I had came to Russia. What would happen if I died before I could end his existence?

No. I couldn't let that thought get to me.

I felt myself ram into a wall and I fell.

It was over, I heard their footsteps closing in. I was going to die in an alleyway without saying goodbye to anyone. Hadn't Dimitri taught me how to run? Or had my mind gone blank? Either way I knew that I was a moron who didn't know how to run forward.

I felt one of the creatures pull me up.

"Found it." He smirked. I glared at him and saw who he was; the strigoi that had turned Dimitri.

Shit.

I began to struggle but knew even though I had plenty of physical strength he had at least fifty percent more than I did.

Suddenly a human walked over to me and pricked my arm with some short of needle. I felt my eyes droop and I was out.

XxX

"She's waking up." I felt my eyes flicker open to see the bright red ones of a strigoi.

That's when I screamed.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY!" I pressed my hand against my side where I thought the pocket of my jacket was. My stake was supposed to be there but then I realized that my chest was bare.

I sat up looked around. A strigoi that looked exactly like Dimitri was sitting on the bed next to me. I quickly covered my skin and realized that we weren't the only ones in the room.

The human stood off to the side watching me. She held a white robe in her left arm and a bowl of soup in the other.

I gasped as I looked down at my body. I was completely naked and bruised near my thighs and breasts.

The strigoi, Dimitri I assumed, was rubbing his eyes and pulling the blanket up to his chin.

My lips began to quiver as I walked over to a mirror in the bathroom. The door had been ajar and I had seen the sink.

I gasped at my reflection. My lips were puffy and deep crimson; I pressed a finger against the lower one and drew it back to see blood. Shifting my messy hair, I looked at my neck. The wound of a million puncture marks darted along it.

Had a strigoi truly just really kidnapped me just to rape me?

From the feeling in-between my legs, I knew I had been violated. Dimitri had whispered that night in the cabin that he'd never hurt me. Guess they were right; strigoi did lose all of their virtues when they were 'awakened'.

The human walked into the small space and handed me the robe. I put it around my shaking shoulders and felt something hard inside the deep pockets; I pulled out a silver stake and turned it over in my hands.

She nodded her head and scurried out.

I had my chance, I realized. Would it really be this easy? Weren't our bodies supposed to flicker around each other as the showdown of the season took place?

Tightening the ropes of the robe around my waist, I walked back into the room where the messy bed stood.

The strigoi I had once loved lay with his eyes closed. Taking a deep breath, I jumped over to where he said, kissed his lips, and pressed the stake deep in his heart. Hearing him gasp and seeing his eyes close I had realized I had done it… But deep down in the pit of my stomach I knew something was wrong.

I sighed, pulled the stake out off his chest and saw the human standing in the doorway.

"Uh," I pointed down to the robe, "Cloths?" I asked.

"Sure!" She said with a thick Russian accent and prodded me down the hall, opening a door. I pulled out a pair of jeans and a baggy sweatshirt.

Was she used to letting prisoners go? And was she used to them killing the captors? She quietly hummed to herself and I decided that she was crazy. I pulled on the jeans and sweatshirt and asked her to let me out of the building.

It looked like it had to be a mansion. She led me over other dead strigoi and even some drained dhampirs. None were human bodies and none were morois. This was a bloodwhore den for strigois.

The human led me outside of the house and past the trees surrounding the grounds.

"What was up with all the dead bodies?" I asked.

"Dhampir/strigoi war. Lots dead, lots lost. No one left but him. He captured me, made me slave. He took you. Made you do bad stuff." She answered using her hands.

"What is your name?" I asked. She had to be less than twenty with short cropped black hair and bright blue eyes.

"Raya." She answered shortly.

"Rose." I said and followed her.

As we reached the gate, she pressed a button, looked around the yard, and sprinted away. I followed after her and called Sydney, saying I needed a ride to the nearest airport.

I needed Lissa.

~*~*~*

I ripped the paper and began to cry. The one who had raped me had left behind something. I felt as though I had just been slapped across the face.

When I thought that Dimitri truly was gone from this world, the gods decide to spit in my face.

They allowed strigoi to be able to get others pregnant. Damn, as if my life wasn't as confusing as it is.

A/N~ Lovely… Prego Rose xD Please review, they help me update faster. I know that the whole Russia part was fast but hey, it could've happened.