Yay! Thanks for all the reviews! I enjoyed all of them! It's really weird though, I had four people review my story but only two are showing up on the website.

: Thank you!

Guest: Big and manly but still named hopper so Sydney can laugh. Thank you! His name will remember Hopper, I don't have the heart to change that

Lucy (Guest): Thank you! And I'll do my best

Goode-Lover: Thank you! I'll try to make him cuter!

General Nathan Ivashkov leans against the large oak tree behind him and looks around the fallen village before him. Huts are torn and burned to ashes, glass and wood lie scattered across the muddy ground, small fires still rage here and there. He looks down at the map in his hand and feels his heart sink as he looks at the growing number of X's on the worn out paper.

There are eleven lands, each separated by a thin white border, marking the start of a new kingdom but for seven of the lands, there is only one king. Seven of the eleven lands are occupied by Dhampirs and Moroi, one by the Alchemists, one by humans, one is barren, and the other by Strigoi. They all once lived in harmony, working together to keep their world going but the Strigoi never liked this. To Strigoi, Dhampirs, Moroi, humans, and Alchemists are a waste of their space and very appetizing and so they have started terrorizing villages, starting with the High Lord's seven lands, starting first with the villages on the outskirts.

The High Lord had sent men dressed as Strigoi to gather any information on the growing Strigoi army's plans and just yesterday has received news that they will be attacking a village named Hanksfort the next full moon. And so, the High Lord sent him, General Nathan Ivashkov, and his troop to counterattack the Strigoi army and save Hanksfort but by the time they reached the village, it was too late. The village was destroyed. Villagers push through the debris of the village and look for their loved ones. Heart wrenching sobs echo through the village as the villagers grieve the lost. They had been giving the wrong information. The High Lord's undercover men reported that the Strigoi were going to attack tomorrow.

"General," a soldier says walking over to the tall, grim General eyeing the map with anger. "You called?"

"How many casualties?" The General barks.

"56 sir."

"And how many are wounded?"

"26 sir."

"How many are missing?"

The young soldier looks down at his feet, unable to meet the General's eyes.

"I asked how many are missing?"

"We have counted ten missing so far sir," the soldier says quietly.

So far. There are more. Nathan knows where the missing are, there's no doubt at all. He prays that he's wrong though, he prays that he's so very wrong.

I know that it was short but this way, I can update all my stories and this one (hopefully) daily but we'll see! School's starting on the nineteenth (***shiver***) so we'll see And thank you for all the input on Hopper but it would be awesome to see more people giving me their input because right now, one person wants him to be like the Bloodlines Hopper, another person wants him to be big and manly, and the other wants him to talk and be cute yet manly, so you can see my problem ;)

I'll be opening up a poll later on tonight. I'll let you guys know when that happens. So what did you think? Nathan Ivashkov is going to be a jerk to Adrian like he is in the books but he'll be a bit different than the Nathan from Bloodlines. He'll have a soft spot. You'll see!

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