Honestly and truly I'm sorry for never UD'ing when I said I would. I've got a little one to take care of and he alone has made it impossible to write anything. I also have been plan busy with helping a friend move for the past month.

But this chapter isn't exactly what I wanted, it kinda sorta is. I basically just wanted to UD on of my stories tonight and this one was easier then the other. Sorry for any mistakes, my chapters is always un-beta'ed so forgive me. Let me know what you think.

Ch. 3

We decided that it was best to stay up the following night, it sucked because we were up half the night before as well as the whole day, but we'd rather be on the vampiric schedule before we got there and not be dead on our feet at Court.

Adrian had called his aunt, Queen Bitch, when it was an appropriate time for Moroi that live in the night time schedule. Lissa had called Hans, and then I called Hans. I, more or less, forced Lissa into letting me take care of getting the fresh meat; I wanted to make sure this punk was up to our standards.

It turned out that there were 2 Guardians avaible. He swore up and down they were great fighters and I should be happy with one of them, we spoke a bit about the night before. He wanted the details of the attack, needing to

Mia had called her parents, letting them know that she would see them soon. Mikhail and I went over and over on different strategies incase another massive attack happened. Chris called his aunt, Tasha, telling her that we were going to court and filling her in on everything that happened. She, despite our pleas, took an 'emergency' vacation and told us that she will be meeting us there. While Tanya is an amazing fighter and woman, this is the stupidest thing I've heard from her yet. It seems too dangerous to keep adding numbers to the group, I didn't want to lose anyone else because they wanted to help. We just got ambushed by nearly a hundred strigoi and she wants to hang out with us?

Genius.

Everyone packed quickly that night, as tired as I was I wanted to get the hell out of there. The Queen had sent a private jet to come for us, I figured for Adrians' and Lissas' safety rather then anyone elses'. The flight itself was fairly quiet, no one said too much, the weight now on our shoulders was thick and heavy. It wasn't as bad as the first 24 hours after the attack or Grants' death but no one has been jumping around with excitement about the upcoming events I knew were waiting for us.

Once we had landed everyone went to their guest rooms to unpack and settle in. I had left the housing shortly after I arrived, going straight to meet Hans. I wasn't about to play games and stretch this out, it had to be done and I didn't feel like waiting.

It wasn't a surprise to me that half the vampire world had already heard of the attack and was here at Court. Neither did the fact that everything was chaotic, groups of people shouting about what was to happen, some eyeing me in the worst way, and some just rushing around seeming to not know what to do with themselves.

That's probably how I found myself in the situation I was in at the moment. Three moroi and two Guardians surrounded me, all shouting that we should not have come here, that we would kill them all by leading those undead dead bastards to them.

"Why don't you go shut up your moroi before I do it for you?" I told the 5" 7' brunette Guardian to my right, giving him an aggravated look. I was seriously not in the mood to listen to their bullshit.

The Guardian went ridge, and straight into Guardian-mode, taking a step toward both me and the moroi currently in my face. "Empty threats," the moroi waved his hand boredly, "Just leave us. You will bring nothing but the death of innocent people."

"I'm not going anywhere." I glared at the 5" 9' middle aged blonde, "I believe I've said this before. Do you need a hearing aid? Can you not hear me? Or are you just stupid?"

He glared right back, about to say something but another moroi interrupted him, "You will bring an end to both of our races!" God, people can be dramatic.

I gave him a bland look, "You don't trust in your Guardians enough to keep you safe? You think they can't do it? Cause I'm pretty sure this is what we've done all our lives."

"But not at this level! Never has there been an attack like this before you and your damn friends!" Another moroi yelled, "They obviously want you so leave us out of it! Do not come to us and let them come here!"

"I seriously suggest that you all leave now." I growled, about to hit the next person to speak. There was a huge crowd of people around now, watching in fascination, whispering to one another.

"Wh-" With that I turned and swung my fist out to the Guardian that I had spoken to earlier.

Hitting him in the jaw I swung again, over my edge, when I heard foot steps running toward me. I turned and kicked out my left leg to the person and heard a grunt and then a thud. I went over to the Guardian, where he had landed on the ground, and swung my fist, nailing his left cheek. I heard the other Guardian getting up and running the small distance to us so I jumped up and kicked him in the gut, making him take three steps back. At that time I heard the second Guardian grunt, I jumped up in the air a foot just as his leg swept the ground where my feet just were.

Quickly moving to the left I dodged the first Guardian as he charged toward me. Facing them, I watched as the second got up and followed suit with the first and stalked toward me, I stood my ground.

Well. I tried.

I didn't even hear anyone coming up behind me, but I felt a sudden third body knock into my back. We landed 5 feet away on the ground with a thud, both of us grunting from the impact. I landed under the new comer, and before I even knew it he had my wrist pinned to the ground.

Fuck. Lissa is never gonna shut up about this one.

"Damn skippy I'm not." I heard her say, "Why would you do something so stupid?"

I ignored her for the moment, more concerned with who could possibly surprise me. No one has been able to do that since High School, and I was pretty damn shocked that I found myself now pinned. Looking up to the new comer I seen brown eyes and brown hair a few shades lighter than mine.

"I think it's time for you to get going." He said, a Russian accent lacing his voice.

"Who the hell are you?" I all but shouted, still shocked that I was on the ground.

He ignored me, instead asking his own question, "If I let you go will you attack me?"

"Get the hell off me." I stated plainly.

He looked at me a moment longer, I guess trying to see if I was going to hit him next, then stood up, offering me his hand. I didn't take it and stood on my own, eyeing him strangely. He was tall to say the least, at least 6" 7' with a very large build and about in his mid-twenties.

How the hell did he pin me? How had I not heard him? Was I losing my touch?

I heard quiet gasping from the crowd, either they were as shocked as I was that I was actually pinned or they were amazed that he had let me up, scared I would start fighting again; my bet was on the latter. I turned to look at everyone, they all had masks of fear, shock, and nervousness on their faces, and the crowd was a lot bigger now too. The two Guardians I was just fighting were smiling smugly, as if they had did anything.

Damn it. I'm never gonna live this down.

"Maybe it'd be best that your on your way now." The Russian in front of me said, I looked at him, pretty damn pissed that he had gotten me down and interfered in the first place.

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

He had his Guardian-mask on, and his voice was hard, "That isn't the concern here. What is though, is you leaving this area before things get out of hand again."

"Excuse me?" Did he just threaten me or am I hearing things?

"Your hearing things."

"Yeah Lissa. You talking in my head helps that." I rolled my eyes.

"You heard me, it's time to take your leave." He grabbed my arm to get me moving but I jerked it out of his grasp and started walking away.

I roughly pushed past anyone that was in my way, though most people all but jumped out of my way. Ignoring anyone that was now behind me I kept going toward Hans' office, fuming.

Who the hell does he seriously think he is to talk to me like that? What in Gods' name is his problem?

I threw the door open to Hans' office and walked up to him where he stood in the back, looking at some papers. "Where's the fresh meat?" No "Hi", no "How are you" I was way too pissed to be friendly at the moment; I continued to curl my hands in and out of fists.

He had looked up when I had slammed the door open, first alert then confusion once he seen it was me. "Rose." He said with a nod, extending his hand for me to shake, I ignored it and continued to glare at him. I didn't mean to be so rude to him but I couldn't help it. That Russian had really ticked me off.

He lowered his hand, "Well I have Guardian Axel on his way and Guardian Belikov is right behind you."

I turned around, pretty sure I didn't see anyone when I first walked in. I spotted the Russian that had pinned me but no one else, I glared daggers at him before turning back to Hans. "You're fucking joking right?"

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