"Hello Guardian Belikov and Guardian Hathaway. May I ask why you are here?" I said, skeptically. "Nora Versachi, we have been asked to come here and try to catch you up on your training. By missing out on nine years of school, you are far, far behind your peers. But to make up for it, I've heard that while at human school, you trained in forms of karate, wrestling, boxing, and quite a few other forms of fighting. Going through your school records I see that you were captain of the cheerleading squad, cross country team, track team, basketball team, volleyball team, softball team, lacrosse team, rugby team, soccer team, and that you were on the football team. It has been brought to my attention that you excelled in ballet, point, jazz, tap, hip hop, contemporary, and you also starred in every single one of your school plays. So it seems that you really don't seem to have much left to be taught. Just to know where you stand in your training, we would like to observe you during your classes," Guardian Belikov said. "OK. That is fine by me. But if you don't mind me asking, who sent you?" I asked. This time it was Rose that answered. "We were sent by none other than Queen Vasilisa Dragomir. You may not know it, but everyone knows who you are. You are known as the girl that came out of nowhere. Where did you live? How did you find out you were a dhampir? How did you not know that you were a dhampir?" I didn't know the answer to that and was taken aback by my fame in the Moroi and dhampir worlds. "Rose. What did I say about the questions? I'm sorry for her. Miss. Versachi, may I ask how old you are?" Dimitri asked, apologizing for Guardian Hathaway. "I am 18. Had I known I was a dhampir, I would have started training a lot sooner. I would have graduated with Guardian Hathaway's class, but the Guardians deemed me unfit for graduation, all the while keeping me hidden from everyone until the moment was right. It seems that they didn't want two Rose Hathaway's in one grade level, which I clearly don't understand because I may have tight gym clothing, but it is just so that I can move easier. It was something I picked up on when I was in gymnastics." I answered. "How many sports have you done?" Rose asked, intrigued. "I lost track after about twenty." I replied. "Why are you so pale?" Rose asked. "Rose!" Dimitri grumbled in disbelief. "Guardian Hathaway, why aren't you so pale?" I challenged. "Nice move, Versachi, very nice!" Rose said. "I know. It wasn't nice though, it was awesome. Just like me." I enthused. Belikov looked between me and Rose and groaned. "What?" Rose and I asked at the same time. "What have I gotten myself into? I have a feeling that you, Miss. Versachi, may be even worse than Rose. Please tell me you have at least an inkling of self-control?" he questioned, looking at me as though he was trying to see through me. It was a bit creepy. "Oh. Guardian Belikov. You may want to pray to whatever god it is that you worship because self-control is my middle name but when someone sneaks up on me or tries to insult me or do anything that will mess with my already fragile state of mind, well let's just say that they better run. I keep knifes in my boots. I actually had a pair of boots designed with a blade that is sharp enough to cut through metal as if it's a piece of paper as the heel. I have also noticed….never mind." I said averting my eyes away from them. When I looked back, I thought I saw both of them visibly gulp. Ha! I frightened two of the most famous Guardians. Before I could say anything, Rose interrupted. "There's something she's not telling us. If there is something you need to tell us, tell us." I couldn't though. It was too personal. But when I saw them both waiting, I cracked. "There is something you guys should about me. Though you may want to sit down because when you're done listening, it may freak you out," I paused, waiting for them to sit down. "OK. So you guys may begin to notice how often my hair changes. I have never dyed my hair. Whenever my hair color changes, it's a way of knowing my mood is starting to become bad. The one you need to watch out for, when my hair is black with blue streaks and my eyes become a pupil less blue, you may want to warn people. The last time my hair was like that was the day my parents died. I can't think straight when my hair is like that. I-I-I…" I trailed off at the end. I couldn't bring myself to finish. I had to turn my head away from them. I know it's weak of me to cry in public but I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my face. "Nora…are you…OK?" Rose asked. "I'm leaving." I said, as I began to walk out of the room. Before I even made it half way to the door, I felt a hand on my arm, stopping me from leaving. "Nora. Why can't you finish? What's wrong?" Belikov asked. "OK. I almost killed myself. It was last year. I was on a ledge of a thirty story building when they found me. I wasn't even crying. I wanted death. I wanted everyone to miss me. I felt no remorse for feeling that way. All I knew was that if I died, I would get to see my parents in one form or the other." By that point I couldn't contain the sobs anymore. I started sobbing so hard that I couldn't breathe. Rose and Dimitri seemed aghast. "C-can we spar?" I asked, pathetically. "Would that help?" Dimitri asked, concern written on his and Rose's faces. "Yes." I said, regaining my self-control. "OK. Let's do this." Rose said; her voice laced with enthusiasm. She went to punch me and I did a back bend to avoid it. Then I fell to the ground and tried to knock her legs out from under her, but she jumped up. She tried to grab my arm to with-strain me, but I grabbed her arm and flipped her. Dimitri gasped. "You had enough yet?" I asked. "Hell no! I'm just getting started. I can admit it. You're good-really good." Rose said. "Well how about this? First one to be pinned to the floor for three seconds loses?" I proposed. "Sure. Let's start this shit." She said before Dimitri signaled for us to begin.
