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~ chapter 1 ~
CPOV
I was fighting the Strigoi together with Rose. Let me tell you, we were bad ass. I lost count and just focused on the killings, well on setting them on fire. Rose did the actual killings. Even when we always were on each others throats, I was so proud of her. Since I am with Lissa, Rose became something like a sister to me, which is not easy to achieve. She and Lissa were the first who I became friends with, since they came back here. After my parents willingly turned Strigoi no one wanted to spend time with me, but then the girls returned. Yeah Rose not really liked me, but I could talk to Lissa. She's a great girl. I love her and I am glad, that Rose finally was OK with us. Rose is like her sister. It would have been a bitch of a relationship, if Rose wouldn't approve. I think it actually never would have turned into a relationship in the first place. And now here we are, keeping each other and our school safe.
And that's when I saw the Strigoi behind her. I was to much concentrated on the two Strigoi I already had set on fire.
"Rose, watch out!" I called to her. But the Strigoi already lunged for her. Rose turned around only to be met by a fist, that connected with her face and lead to a sickening crack in her jaw. She stumbled a bit, tired of all the fighting, and that was all the Strigoi needed. He took Rose by her wrists and turned her hands and her stake around and quickly stabbed her. I saw how the stake went into her stomach, without any problem, like she was made of butter or something. She fell to the ground and her head turned around, so she was able to see me.
"Run Christian, please... run," she said barely audible. And then the light left her eyes. What the hell shall I tell Lissa? She will die, if I tell her, that her best friend just got killed by her own stake. I somehow found the energy to turn my two Strigoi into ash and saw the one that killed Rose advancing on me. I crumbled to the floor, unable to do anything else. I felt the tears in my eyes, when I took one more look at Rose's dead body.
"I'm sorry, Rose." I said when I felt the Strigoi grabbing me by my neck.
"Ah, what do we have here," he whispered close to my ear. Then he gasped and I fell to the ground once more. I turned around to see Dimitri standing over me, with his stake in his hand and his eyes on Rose. He lost his usual Guardian Mask and looked like he was about to cry.
"What happened to her?"
I pointed to the Strigoi at his feet. "He stabbed her with her stake and she told me to run, but I wasn't fast enough."
He fell to the floor, just like I did just a few seconds before, and I saw tears glisten on his cheeks. "She... but she..." he whispered. It was obvious that he just lost his best friend, sister even and didn't know what to say.
I walked over to her dead body, not even realizing that all the fighting around us had stopped. Some of the other guardians where standing around us, looking down at Rose, emotions like sadness, anger and even shock on their faces, none of them in guardian mode any longer, how Rose has called it.
I sat down beside her and pulled her upper body on my lap. I gently pulled the stake out of her stomach, releasing some more blood to flow over her white shirt. The sweet smell of it filled my nostrils and I was glad that I had fed just a few hours ago. I looked down into her lifeless eyes.
"But, she can't be dead. That isn't possible," I heard someone whisper, I think Stan Alto but I wasn't sure. The only thing I had to concentrate on was Rose. Someone had to stay with her. I couldn't leave my 'sister' alone when she just got killed. Lissa in turn would kill me, if I would leave her only family alone.
I remembered all the encounters we had, totally ignoring all the guardians around us. I softly kissed her forehead and cradled her to my chest, to get closer to her ear. I nearly sobbed like a baby, when I felt that death really took her.
"Rose, what is it with you and danger? You can't just leave us alone. We all need you. If you just could see the school's guardians right now. You wouldn't believe it. They are shocked by your death, even Stan looks sad. And Dimitri looks like he's dying himself. He cries because of you, you can't just let that happen to our favorite bad ass Russian. Even I am crying over you," I whispered feeling the tears on my cheeks. "Please, Rose, don't leave us. Even if I sometimes just want to kill you in some funny or some cruel ways... You're my sister and one of the few people I can talk to. You're a part of what is left of what I call my family. Please Rose, don't die on us."
And then I felt an odd feeling cursing through my body, something warm and cold. It went on for some moments and then I heard the wonderful sound of Rose gasping as she buried her head in the crook of my neck.
RPOV
I gasped and felt a numb pain in my stomach. What the hell just happened? I turned around and buried my face in someone's neck, having no clue, who was holding me and more important why he was holding me. Then I heard Christian's voice.
"Oh thank God, Rose. You're alive. I thought... we all thought you were dead."
I pulled away to look him in the eyes. When I saw the concern in them, I turned around to see who he meant by 'we'. There were guardians standing all around us, staring at me in disbelief.
"What the hell are you looking at," I snapped at them. Some cleared their throats and started to walk away. Others like Alberta came over to me. She hugged me briefly and looked me in the eyes, dead serious.
"Rose, honey. I have no idea, what just happened, but we will have to talk about this. Now go to your dorm and rest. You need it."
She turned around and walked away, the remaining guardians in tow, except for one. My favorite Russian came over to me and embraced me in a bone crushing hug. "Don't ever do that again, Roza. Don't you ever die again." I just nodded as good as I could.
Then I registered his words. I died? What? How is that even possible? I am alive, I am crushed by Dimitri's strength and have no idea what the heck he is talking about.
"What are you even talking about, Comrade?" He sat me down and looked at me like I grew a second head.
"I think we should talk about that tomorrow Roza. Now you just need to rest. Christian will bring you to your room, I'll go and check on the others. I'm glad you live, Rose." Then he turned around to Christian. "Whatever you did, Christian, however you did it. You saved my best friend. And I thank you for that."
Christian just nodded his head and came over to me. He stood close by my side, as if he wanted to catch me if I fell. "Thanks Chris," I whispered when I swayed a bit from a sudden wave of pain. He brought me back to my room and led me to my bed. I laid down and felt how tired I actually was. Christian turned to leave but I grabbed his shirt tightly.
"Chris, please. I have no idea, what happened out there. All I know is, I have tons of blood on my favorite, now ripped, shirt and Dimitri just told me that I died. Please stay here. I don't want to be alone." I whispered the last sentence, hating to admit my weakness, especially to Pyro. He looked at me, again eyes filled with concern. He finally lay down beside me and embraced me in his arms. It wasn't in any way romantic, just like a brother would hug his sister. And I was glad that I had him. Especially now. I lay my head on his chest and thought for a moment.
"Tell me what happened," I said in a small voice.
"Rose, I don't think that's..." I cut him off.
"Please, Chris. I just want to know, why everyone thought I was dead, when I'm obviously alive. And why the heck is my shirt ripped and bloody without me having any injury at all?"
He cleared his throat a few times, like he wanted to speak, but didn't know how to say it.
"Just spit it, Christian," I said, becoming slightly impatient. What did you expect? I'm still me.
"Okay. Ahm... We were fighting together. And I just thought how bad ass we were, when I saw that son of a bitch advancing on you. I called out for you, you turned around and his fist connected with your jaw. Let me tell you, the crack it gave wasn't actually pretty. By the way. How's your jaw doing?"
I touched it hesitantly but couldn't feel anything. "Huh, whatever you've heard, but my jaw is absolutely fine. Probably it was just the Strigoi's hand."
"But I saw you stumble Rose, you never stumble. And I saw the pain on your face. I'm sure it was not his hand. Anyway, after you stumbled he grabbed your wrists and twisted your hands and... well, he drove the stake into your stomach." He swallowed hard before speaking again. "You fell to the ground and turned, to look at me. You told me to run, but... Rose I'm sorry, I was to slow. He got to me and grabbed me by the neck. But Dimitri came and killed him. That's when I saw that you just lay there. Dimitri crumbled to the floor and cried. He actually cried over you. That's like the eighth wonder of the world. I never saw the Russian cry. So I walked over to you and sat down. I pulled you onto my lap and held you close. I removed the stake from your stomach and actually thought about... well, never mind. I held you close and when I cradled you to my chest I realised, that you were dead. There was no life in your eyes. Your body was limp. There was nothing but the shell of your body. I saw all the Guardians around us and Stan said something between the lines 'She can't be dead... impossible' or whatever. I didn't really listen. You were the only thing that mattered in that moment. And how Lissa would kill me, if I just left you alone out there. So I stayed and thought about our encounters. We actually had a pretty good time over the last months, don't you think? Anyway... I told you how nobody could believe that you were dead, and that you couldn't just let the Russian cry. And some more stuff. Then, I don't know. I had a strange feeling. It was something hot and cold cursing through my body and then you gasped. You know the rest."
We were quiet for some minutes until something came to my mind.
"Thank you Christian."
"No problem, Rose. You wouldn't have left me if we would've been in each others place."
"I don't mean for not leaving. I mean thank you for healing me." I raised my head to look him in the eyes and watch his reaction.
"What are you talking about Rose. I haven't healed you. How could it even be possible? I don't have such powers. I can only wield fire, and that's not as easy as you let it seem." I smirked at him, before going back to serious business.
"I'm serious Chris. Remember what I told you. What Adrian said to me back at the Ski Lodge?"
"You mean without flirting with you like you were a goddess sent to earth?"
"Yeah. Besides that... and... hey. Not my fault, that I'm hot." I grinned at him and he laughed.
"No Rose, I actually don't remember, what he told you."
"One day he said, that you are not, what you seem. Maybe he meant your magic. Maybe fire isn't your element. Maybe it's just part of what you can do with your magic."
He looked at me in utter shock. "What do you try to say Rose?"
"I think, maybe you are like Adrian. Maybe spirit is your element."
"But... I'm nothing like him. I don't drink all day, I don't smoke every five minutes..."
"Hm. But maybe spirit doesn't affect you that much, because you train how to use your fire in a... quite funny way," I said, remembering the one time, when he set Ralf and Jesse on fire.
He thought for a moment. "Even if I hate to admit it, but you could be right. But... IF I healed you with spirit, what does that mean to us? I mean, what consequences does that mean to us, you know?"
"I get your problem. I think we'll have to do some research on it. But first thing in the morning, we'll visit Adrian and ask him, what your aura shows him. Maybe we'll be wiser after that." With that we stopped talking and I fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
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