Yay! Chapter four! You know I make these for you, my readers and reviewers. If my suspence is pissing you off, I'm sorry. Big fricken whoop. Don't I always say who did it in the next chaper? So why is there a problem? Anyways, I don't own VA, Richelle Mead does, so yeah. Please review and enjoy!

Amaya stopped dead after we had finished what we thought all of them. I followed her gaze, jaw dropping slightly. God fucking damn.

Dimitri stood there, gripping rose by the hair. We are in a shit-ton of trouble.

"Dimitri..." Amaya said, voice trailing off.

"Holy shit," I breathed, still not quite believing what I was seeing.

"Amaya... Christian... get away," Rose groaned. Something in me snapped, she might have treated me like shit, but God damn it, she was my friend.

"Christian," Amaya said strongly. "Stay back."

I looked at her, not understanding what she was meaning. She walked up the small stairwell, stopping right infront of Dimitri.

"No you idiot," Rose told her, fighting against her mentor's hand.

"Let Rose go," Amaya demanded, but I could only see her back. Dimitri dropped Rose, but then pushed Amaya down the stairs, making her just lay on the floor.

"A-Amaya," I breathed, once again. Walking over there, Rose was looking at Dimitri in disbelief. I kneeled beside Amaya, pressing two fingers against her neck. She had a slow pulse, but she was alive.

Amaya's POV

I felt Christian lift his fingers from the base of my neck, but then footsteps raced down the flight of stairs. Dimitri was coming.

"Chistian," I mumbled, reaching a hand up and lightly placing in his right cheek. His warm hand overlapped mine, and I felt safe once more. Cold, hard arms were placed around my neck and stomach, pulling me from Christian.

"You will make me most respected," Dimitri said, tightening his arms everytime I kicked or wiggled. "They say you've been most wanted in the Strigoi world, even more than Vasilisa. You should be proud."

"Let go of me," I choked, restraining against his arms. I felt his body tremble in laughter, apparently amused by my efforts. Feeling stupid that I didn't realize this before, he had gone Strigoi. God fucking damn it!

"So you brought the dhampoi," an excited and yet annoyed voice praised. I could hear the smile in his voice. Okay, now being called 'the dhampoi' or just 'dhampoi' is really starting to piss me off extremly.

"My name is not 'the dhampoi'," I began, putting hatred into every word. "My fucking name is Amaya Reylanera (A/N I totally made that up. It doesn't mean anything. I don't even know if it's Russian or not, 'cause most of these names are Russian so I don't know)."

"Shut up," Dimitri barked, bringing his arm from my stomach and hitting the side of my head, making me fly into another fucking Strigoi. These mother fuckers are like cocharoaches!

"Shit!" I exclaimed as another fucking Strigoi gripped my neck. Soon I grinned, throwing a ball of fire at the Strigoi gripping me. He instinctivly released me, screaming like a fucking monkey, literally running around, waving his arms in the air.

"Amaya," I heard Lissa's muffled voice call from the culinary science room.

"Lissa!" I exclaimed again (A/N she exclaims alot doesn't she?), busting in the door of the class room. Another Strigoi had her fangs poised over Lissa, threatening to bit her.

"One move and she's done," she laughed.

"Lissa, try to compulse her, I'll help you out," I ordered. She looked at me like I was crazy, but then locked eyes with the Strigoi.

"Decapitate yourself," she ordered.

"Decapitate yourself, now," I said, feeling a slight burning sensation from using compulsion. The Strigoi released Lissa, grabbing a cake knife. In one quick motion, the Strigoi's head was rolling around on the tile floor, her body falling. "Now, let's get the fuck out of here."

"Sounds good to me," she said, heading for the door. My dhampir instincts kicked in.

"Don't, Dimitri is right outside that door, waiting for us to stupidly walk out of here," I warned.

"Retreat for now, it's clear they know what they're doing," Dimitri called, and I heard many footsteps rush out.

Rose raced in here, jaw dropping when she saw the headless body holding a cake knife. Her attention then snapped to us, kneeling next to the terrified Lissa.

I didn't realize it until now, but my heart was racing. Thank you, God.

"Where did they go?" Rose asked, glancing around nervously for the Strigoi.

"They retreated," I informed her. "Wait, how the fuck did you end up with Dimitri when you should have been with the younger ones?"

"Oh, uh, about that..." she said uncomfortably.

"Shit, you most likely lost your virginity. Didn't you?" I asked accusingly.

"Now's not the time!" Rose exclaimed, clearly flustered. I got up, walking out. To where, hell, I don't know.

"Amaya!" Christian called once I was at the top of the stairs. I looked at him, relaxing.

"Christian," I said, hugging him once he got close enough. I looked up at him, feeling my heart thud once again as his head lowered down.

Our lips met, and I melted into his arms (A/N he had placed his arms around her).

"Holy shit," I heard Rose breathe. "Wait until Lissa finds out."

Tada! I know it's short, but oh well. Okay, as I promised AMBullard, I would name the sequel in this chapter. I will not start it until I finish this one, so yeah. No one wants to be a character! Please, review and become a character if you like! Remember, species, gender, and name if you want to make your own! I disclaim all rights to VA. Okay, the name of the sequel will be Fun in the Summer Sun, so watch for it when I fisnish AtD!