Hey, I'm back! I didn't have much homework tonight, so I decided to update :D I can't guarantee that it will be this often all of the time though, enjoy. By the way, reviews really do encourage me to write more, and I have changed the format so that anonymous reviews will be allowed. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy… I wish though

Dimitri POV

"Roza, Roza please wake up," I whispered, kneeling down beside the still form of the girl I loved. Of course she gave no indication that she had heard me, because her body was most likely going through the unthinkable changes that would destroy my Roza and leave a monster in her place. Oh God, what could I do? Now that the situation had actually presented itself to me, I couldn't go through with the promise I had made her so long ago. I couldn't kill her, not even if she was a monster. Leaning forward to brush some hair off of her face, I shuddered once again at her unnatural coolness.

"Please, someone tell me what I can do," I begged, half to myself, half to whatever god or goddess might be listening.

"Do you truly love her?" I whipped my head around, searching for the origin of the voice I had heard. There was a slight shimmering in the air to my left, something hazy that was slowly becoming more defined. When it had come into full view, I just stared, unable to comprehend what I was seeing. It was the blonde Strigoi, the one I had only just killed. But he looked different. He was semi-transparent- if I concentrated hard enough, I could see the outlines of the rock wall beyond him- and his face held none of the malice it had earlier. But the most significant change was his eyes- there was no more red ring.

A ghost of a smile touched his face as he took in my confusion. "I suppose I should thank you for releasing me- it was never my will to end up a monster like that." His eyes shifted to Roza, and his expression became grave. "Words cannot express how sorry I am for what I have caused here, but there may be some hope. She is shadow kissed, is she not?" I nodded mutely, not quite able to get over the fact that I was seeing and communicating with a ghost.

"How am I able to see you?" I asked, vowing to myself that if Roza made it out of this alive, I would never again doubt her ability to see the dead, "Roza is the one who can see ghosts, not me."

He considered my question for a moment before answering, "I'm not exactly sure. Rose is shadow kissed, which would let her see me under normal circumstances, but perhaps she is temporarily projecting her power to you, seeing how she is unconscious and nearly dead. In any case, I would keep skin contact between the two of you; we wouldn't want to break this up before I have a chance to do what I came here to do."

My stomach clenched as I spoke the words, "And what would that be?"

"To help you of course," he replied, as though that much should have been obvious. "In my life, I was a spirit user, and I had a bonded partner. His name is Donovon. We spent many years trying to discover all of the attributes of spirit, and of being shadow kissed. We learned that the shadow kissed cannot become Strigoi- it is impossible. After being dead then brought back alive, you cannot become undead. That being said, she cannot recover on her own." His body began to fade, shimmering once again. "Find Donovon, he will show you what you must do. Ask Alberta Petrov, she should know how to find him. Tell him… tell him Nathan says he's sorry." With those final words, his insubstantial body exploded into light, leaving me blind for several moments afterwards as my eyes readjusted to the darkness of the caves.

The ear-splitting din of the earlier clash had long since abated, leaving the surrounding area eerily quiet. Even so, I kept all of my senses alert for another possible attack. One can never be certain when Strigoi were involved. I gently pulled Roza into my arms, and had not traversed ten feet when I heard voices calling for me and for Roza. They were familiar voices, voices belonging to people I didn't want to have to deal with yet, before I had a chance to pull myself together. I was walking through a cave, carrying the lifeless body of the girl I loved, who everyone else thought was just my student. I was not ready to face said girl's mother and the head Guardian on campus, yet closer and closer the voices came, until they were near enough to see me.

It was eerie, how their expressions changed at the same time, from worry to relief at finding me, to shock, and then horror at the fact that I was carrying a limp Roza in my arms. Both of them immediately rushed at me, but Janine was quicker.

"What happened," she demanded, her voice icy.

I sighed- how was I going to explain this? "Can this please wait until we are back at St. Vladimir's? We're not safe here, and it is a long story." She nodded her assent, but from the look on her face, I could see that I was in very dangerous waters.

Hahaha, I know, I'm mean for ending the chapter like this ;D You'll just have to keep reading to discover more. By the way, I forgot to mention it earlier, but thank you to JaceClary-DarrenShan-J. K Rowlin (please ignore spaces, it deletes itself otherwise), lovingbites, and ClauIloveDimitriBelikov for being my first three reviewers! Lots of love for those three!