Dimitris Point of view

No.

No, no, no, no, NO!

This isnt happening, this cant be happening... Not yet... Not when I havent told her! She has to know the truth!... She has to know I didnt mean it...

My mind was raging at me, the unspilled tears stinging at my eyes as I watched in horrifyingly slow motion as the scene unfolded infront of me.

She truely looked like an avenging angel, her long dark hair flying around her in beautiful locks as she moved with so much grace around her attacker. Aiming blow after amazing blow at his rock hard, body. Her gorgeous deep brown eyes trained solely on him as she danced around him, dodging hit after hit.
I could see the glistening drops of sweat leaving a trail across her forehead, seeing the energy slowly draining from her as her moves got sloppier and sloppier... I wanted to help her... But I couldnt move, I couldnt even lift my head from where I lay sprawled on the hard rocky ground... I was useless...

I willed her to keep going, to keep fighting, trying in vain to push what little strength I had left to her... She had to survive, she just had to beat him... I felt the darkness closing in, dark clouds covering my vision, creeping like tendrils across my eyes. I couldnt pass out.. I had to make sure she beat him, I had to make sure my love was safe... It was no use, the darkness was closing in on me, my strength was fading.

I suddenly felt so weak that I couldnt even hold back the tears, they trailed one by one down my cheek and I felt them as they left my skin to make a small splash on the hard ground. This was it. This was quite possibly the last time I would see my perfect angel... and she didnt even know that I still love her... I love her more than anything else in this entire world, even more than my own life... Why had I been so foolish, why did I put my job before her, before the love of my life.

I was stupid to think that I could go on with my life without her in it, without her knowing how I felt... I had been a fool for telling her that she meant nothing to me, that my job, my charge, was more important to me than she was... It was rediculous, Nothing in this world would ever compare to her.

My Roza...

I watched her through my waning vision, my heart clenching and ripping into pieces as I saw her being held against the far wall. I could see her face over the shoulder of the strigoi that held her there, his arms locked on her shoulder so that she was helpless, unable to move a single muscle.
She held a look of pure hatred and defiance on her face as she glared at him, I could see determination and the fight to live in her eyes... untill she glanced over his shoulder and caught my eye...

With that one look everything else faded away, all I could see were her breathtaking features, her bruised and bloody face still as perfect as the day I first saw her. Her eyes changed, holding only pure love, pain, saddness and regret... the same emotions that I hoped were conveyed in my own eyes. I watched her bottom lip tremble as she stared into my own eyes, I tried with all I had left in me to lift my head, willing my body to listen to me and to get up off the ground and save her.

I would do anything to save her right now, even at the cost of my own life... but it was useless, not one of my muscles would work, they all screamed in agony at me.

The darkness was getting too much, I felt it taking over. I gazed at Roza with pure love, hoping that she understood the emotions and the regrets that I tried to pass to her just as my vision blurred.

And I was sucked completely into darkness...

Time had no meaning, I could have been here for minutes, hours maybe even days, It was like I was engulfed in a sea of black... just floating...

And then suddenly it was like a movie playing on a big screen... I saw flickers of my mama making black bread in our family home in Russia... My youngest sister Viktoria learning how to ride a bike with karo and sonya my other sisters clapping for her,... I gasped as I saw Ivan, my childhood best friend, and my first charge, his smiling face as we walked down the halls of St Basils...

It was playing as though it was on fast foreward, every scene moving foreward at double time... untill it slowed down...

I was looking at a face, through a window from a distance. I instantly recognised Rose. Sitting in the apartment, keeping Lissa alive by giving her blood... I saw her look out the window at me, her eyes catching mine and all I wanted to do was run to her, run to her and wrap my arms around her...

It fast forewarded again through our time at Saint Vladimirs, the stolen kisses, whispered 'I love yous' and heated training sessions, my heart clenched in agony as I watched how happy she was... how happy she was with me...and how completely happy I was...

I watched with pride again as she graduated, revieving her diploma and the way she had jumped for joy, screaming in delight as she was told she would be Lissas guardian. The way she threw her arms around my neck and we had kissed infront of everyone for the first time, making our relationship public...

It slowed right down to our last days together at court... when I turned her world upside down, and destroyed her...