Rose just staked Dimitri on the bridge and never heard from him again, she has restarted her schooling. I swear they will never be this short again, after this chapter they will always be much longer.
"No!" I screeched making every one look over at me like I was some crazy person who just got released to early from a mad house, "Just leave me alone!" I turn in the opposite direction and run as fast as my short little legs will carry me.
I run and run, running around the forested area of St V's academy. Abruptly stopping I half fall half lean upon a tree behind me. "Good Lord!" I shout out exasperated while punching a nearby tree out of fury. I am so tired of all the drama, of all the dating, and all the love. Yes, now I'm sure I sound like a crazy loon. I mean who hates love other than me and the Grinch? I just got back from Russia; I just got back from tracking down the man who completed me just to finish killing him for he was all ready half dead. I just needed to be me for a while, maybe for the rest of my life. I don't need to be defined by someone else; I don't need someone else to understand me because they always just end up dyeing anyways.
I just need to be me, but it's really damn hard at the moment considering how every guy looks at me. I mean I know I bring it upon myself, I'm a good looking Dhampir and half the people around this school thinks I became some rouge, indomitable, badass Strigoi killer while I was gone. But beyond the random guys staring at me I had the not-so random and not-so conspicuous suggestions from Adrian. I know I did promise to give him a try after I got back from my 'adventure' but how could he seriously think I really meant it!
Letting my head pound into the ground as I fall over onto my knees I just kneel their doubled over for who knows how long. I don't want to think, I can't think. I sir press all the thoughts of any and all male beings and everything along with it. I know I still have Lissa and I'm sure that by now I sound like some whinny, petty teenage girl who just wants to scream that no one understands me. But that's just the problem, the only person who really did understand me just danced with the devil, and lost.
Out of pure furry and an over drive of emotions I slam my hand down into the earth, which is simultaneously followed by a loud crack as I painfully crack my knuckles. I started laughing. I had nothing else to do. I roll over, now on my back lying in the middle of the academy's forest and still chuckling with my thoughts. All though I'm far from an optimist I couldn't help but find it comical that at least now giving up my life to be the best guardian possible wouldn't be too hard, because honestly what do I have left to give up? I don't have a family, my soul mate died, my chance for a future family died, my want for something different is now careless, so all I have is my career and my friendship with Lissa. Instinctively one hand grabs at my stomach and one hand reaches towards my boot where a stake is readily concealed. After all the incidents of people I care for being taken I now always carry a stake on me with no exceptions.
I don't pull out the stake because I am fully aware that I hear movement close by and I don't want to be caught with a stake I'm not supposed to have if it's a guardian moving by me. Taking a few hesitant steps forward I just barely avoided walking into a clearing in the forest where there were about four Strigoi and a, ah, well someone who wasn't Strigoi. I knew it was crazy, I mean seriously four Strigoi, me, and someone who I have no clue if he's cable of helping. But me being me I jump through the last few trees, gracefully lank the stake out of my boot and slam it into the chest of the one closest to me while taking advantage of the fact he had no freaking clue I was coming. I turn to the next one and together we started circling each other. He is about 6'6; triple my weight, with a small dagger that seems so scrawny and fragile while in the hand of this rugged, mighty monster. He lunges at me and I easily duck while using his ungainly weight to my advantage making him fall over, "You realize we're not on even ground right? I mean sure you're a bulky, ugly, lethal killer; but I'm a women. So putting this in the most womanly way…" I pause taunting him and tap my chin pretending to be puzzled. "Oh screw it; I'm just goanna say it. I'm going to kick your ass."
He looks at me like this is the first time the person he's fighting has had a conversation with him, well obviously he hasn't been in many interesting fights. He's so stupid; he is so concerned about trying to come up with some snappy comeback that it gives me the perfect opportunity. Faking to stake him from the left he goes to block and I go the other way knocking out his left knee causing him to fall on to his back while I straddle him. "You've been served." I smirk and toss back as I plunge the stake down in under his rips and into his heart. He must have really been young because that was just too easy. Suddenly I realized that I killed two but there should be two more I stand up and get ready to attack again looking around for the other two but there both already dead. And that's when I really saw the other guy. Upon first glance I notice four distinct things:
Upon first glance I noticed four distinct things:
One: The guy I'm looking at or more so gawking at is in a fighting stance, holding a stake, and there's a Strigoi body lying at his feet.
Two: He's in the middle of the Academy's forest just barely inside the wards.
Three: He is drowsed in muscle, tan skin, and black attire.
Four: He's looking at me.
Awesome? Terrible? I hope you enjoyed it thanks for reading, and please keep reading. Don't forget to review! I'm a new writer, if you could even call me one, and so I love criticism. Thanks! Poll: Should Rose fall in love with the new guy, become enemies, or become partners in crime?