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I awoke the next morning to a light tapping on the door. As I opened my eyes, it took me a minute to process where I was. Then everything came crashing back to me. Russia, The Belikovs, Dimitri's room. I got out of bed and opened the door. Standing in front of me was Paul.
"Mama sent me up here to tell you that breakfast is ready," he said quickly and then ran back downstairs. I looked at an alarm clock on the side table and saw that it was a little past eight. God I hate being up early.
I was about to get dressed but then I realized that our bags were still in the car. Crap. I went over to a mirror that was hanging on the wall. My hair looked a little messy, but it was nothing that I couldn't fix with a pony tail. I went over and woke up Elena. She was a little harder to wake up. Once she was up, I fixed her hair. If we were going to go down in the same clothes as yesterday, we were at least going to look a little presentable.
When we got downstairs, we found Paul and Zoya eating at the table with Karolina. Olena was still cooking some food but it looked like she was just finishing up. When she saw us walk in the kitchen, she gave us a friendly smile.
"Good morning. You can help yourself to anything you would like," she said as she turned her attention back to the food she was making. Both Elena and I sat down and I helped her with getting her food and then did the same for myself. There was a pitcher of apple juice on the table so I pour us both a glass.
After a few minutes, Olena took a seat at the end of the table.
"How did you sleep last night?" she asked as she piled food onto her plate. "Very well. Thank you for letting us stay here," I replied.
"There is no need for thanks. Any friend of my son is a friend to the family. Especially with the high praise he gave you," she said with a warm smile. Just as she finished her sentence a girl, maybe a few years younger than me, walked into the kitchen. She looked so much like Dimitri. She walked over and took a seat across from me and then looked up. She said something in Russian and held out her hand.
"Vika, English please. They don't speak Russian," Olena told the girl with a shake of her head.
The girl looked at me with an apologetic look. "Sorry, Hi my name is Viktoria. You can call me Vika if you want. Either one is fine," she said holding out her hand.
I shook her hand. "My name is Rose."
"I heard. Is that short for something or is it just Rose?" She asked curiously.
"Rosemarie, but I hate being called that. It makes me feel like I'm getting in trouble all the time, hence why I just go by Rose."
"Alright then," she said as she took a bight of her breakfast.
"You're very pretty," Elena said next to me. Vika smiled at her. "Thank you. You are very cute. What's your name?"
"Elena," she said proudly. "Well that is a very pretty name for such a pretty little girl," Vika said. I saw Elena's cheeks turn red. "How old are you?" Elena asked Viktoria.
"I'm seventeen. How old are you?"
"I'm three," she replied while holding up three of her fingers. "I'm four," Zoya added and the two of them started talking.
The table was quiet except for Zoya and Elena talking. After a few moments of silence Viktoria looked up at me.
"She really is cute. She's gonna be a heartbreaker someday if she already isn't."
"Thanks. Trust me, she already is. She has all my guy friends at home beckoning to her every call," I replied with a smirk. She was just like me.
"She must be a daddy's girl," Vika said while passing a glance over to Elena's smiling face.
"No, she's never met her dad before."
"Why?" Vika said in horror.
"Viktoria, don't pry. It is not your business," Olena reprimanded.
"No it's fine," I replied. "It's just very complicated." She let the subject drop. The rest of breakfast went by in silence. Viktoria kept looking at Elena, probably still processing that a three year old has never met her own father.
After breakfast, I went outside and got our suitcases and brought them upstairs so we could change. I decided to dress for comfort in a pair of jeans and a plain black t shirt and then put on my trainers. Elena liked to pick out her own outfits. She decided on a pink dress with silver leggings that Lissa had gotten her a few days before we left. She had me fix her hair so it was down with a sparkly clip in it. I decided to send a picture of her to Lissa to show her the little fashion demon she has created.
We both went downstairs and found Vika in the sitting room. "So what were you planning on doing today?" she asked as she saw us come in.
"I thought we could just go into town and look around." As soon as I said that, she immediately jumped up. "I can come with you. I can show you around and we can go to little shops and I can teach you some Russian. This could be fun," she said excitedly.
"Okay." She squealed with joy and hugged me. I really didn't need to think about her coming that much. She had a good point. I had no clue where to go and I could barely say formal greetings in Russian, never mind a full conversation.
We decided to walk considering it was a nice June day. On the walk to downtown, Viktoria talked aimlessly. She talked about some of her friends, the majority of them guys. I think she named one girl one. She really had this interest in one guy. Elena was walking silently by my side with her stuffed bunny in her hands. I thought it was cute that she carried it around with her.
When we reached downtown, Elena pulled me over to the first shop she saw. I was going to kill Lissa. She kept pointing to shinny things she liked which made Viktoria laugh. I had to keep telling Elena she couldn't have everything. Truth is there really was a lot of cute stuff and I really hated shopping. These little shops actually made me like shopping just a little bit.
"Mommy, look at this," Elena called. She was pointing to a little silver charm bracelet. It was made for a little kid and had a case of charms you could choose from. "Please can I have it?" she asked looking up at me with the saddest eyes ever. I looked at the price. Luckily it was in the few Russian numbers I knew. It wasn't too much.
"Fine, but remember that you got this so I don't want you asking for a lot after this," I replied. Her face lit up as she went to go find a charm she wanted. My god she was turning me into a softie. I'm supposed to be a badass. I should not be able to be taken down by a three year old.
Elena ended up picking a silver charm that was painted a light pink with pink sapphire looking things on it. After she picked out her charm she looked up at me. "Mommy, you should get one too! We can match!" She was so excited; I didn't have the heart to say no. I Allowed he to pick out a charm. It was similar to hers, only blue thank god. I really didn't like the color pink, but she adored it.
After we got the bracelets, Elena went running over to Viktoria.
"Vika! Vika! Look! Me and mommy got matching bracelets," she practically screamed as she showed Viktoria her new bracelet. Viktoria said something to her that made her smile and then she went running off a few feet ahead to look at some stuffed animals. I caught up with Viktoria. She was watching Elena with a smile.
"I don't know why, but she reminds me of someone I know. I don't know who but some of her features look so familiar," she said with a shake of her head.
"I don't know. A lot of people look alike to me," I said with a laugh. It was true. I could swear that half the people I see on a normal basis were related.
"True," she said to my relief. "There's just something about her but whatever. It's probably me just being stupid."
We spent the rest of the day walking around and checking out the rest of the shops. It was a little after nightfall when we decided to head back to the house. It was an adventurous time with Viktoria. Lucky for me she always had something to talk about.
I felt a little edgy walking back to the house after dark. I kept getting this eerie feeling that we were being watched. About ten minutes before we were to reach the house, my suspicions were proven true. I saw something move in my peripheral vision. I pulled Vika close to me so I could whisper inn her ear.
"There is someone out here with us. I want you Elena and run as fast as you can. Get her home and don't worry about me," I whispered lowly. I knelt to Elena and whispered to her; "Go with Viktoria, I will be right there," I said as I pulled my stake from the sheath around my ankle.
I watched as Viktoria picked up Elena and ran. She was fast. Not even five seconds later I had three Strigori surrounding me.
"Look it is the infamous Rose Hathaway," one sneered to the others. He was clearly the leader of this group. He had short brown hair and was maybe five inches taller than me. He was lanky and looked like he was maybe 19 at most. The others two looked like they could be brothers. They both had buzz cuts and looked no older than 18. Maybe 16?
"Infamous? Looks like I'm popular around here," I snickered trying to buy myself some time to come up with a plan.
"One of our masters heard that you had come to Russia," One of the brothers said.
"Masters?" I asked puzzled. "Oh yes, we have strict orders to bring you to him. Maybe we will get a bonus if we bring him that little girl of yours," he said with a sick grin. "Don't you dare," I said as I lunged at the brother closest to me. He was caught off guard, so I staked him easily. I pulled my stake out. As soon as the first brother dropped to the ground, the second went after me.
He lunged for my heart as if he was trying to rip it out. I quickly dodged and he stumbled. The leader then went to land a punch to my face. I side stepped and then landed a kick in his stomach. I then landed a kick to his head making him fall to the ground. The second brother then came at me again. He landed a blow to shoulder that screamed in pain but I shoved the pain aside and tried to focus on the fight. I took the offensive side and charged the second brother. I landed a blow to his face making him falter. His hands went to his face leaving a clear shot to his heart. I plunged my stake into his heart and saw the look of horror cross his face as he crumpled to the ground.
Now it was just me and the leader. He had just recovered and was charging me. I didn't have time to run which left him plowing me to the ground. My whole body screamed in protest to trying to move. He pinned my arms and looked like he was going to bite. I kneed him and then flipped positions holding my stake to his throat.
"No one threatens me or my daughter. Head this as a hint to you and your master. No one will ever harm me or my daughter. Got that? You can go tell your master that Rose Hathaway says to fuck off and if he wants his dirty work done, to do it himself. Now you have three seconds to run or I will come after you and this time you won't be a messenger. You will be dead with you friends. Understand?" I said with such ferocity he was nothing but scared. He nodded and I let his throat go. The minute he was released, he was gone.
I stood up but the minute I did, I wanted to go back down due to the pain from my body. I looked down at the two dead Strigori. I thought for a minute then I pulled out my phone. I dialed the number and waited for the familiar voice to come on.
"Mazur," he answered.
"Old man," I replied.
"Rose, are you alright? What's wrong?" he asked concerned. I sighed, and then flinched.
"I'm fine. I just need a favor." "What do you need?" he asked still a little concerned. "I have two dead Strigori and I need help disposing of them." I replied. God I hope he can help.
"I'll have an alchemist there in a few. Just hang tight." I told him where I was and then hung up. I decided I need to get the bodies out of the street so I pulled them over and hid them under a bush. Ten minutes later a car pulled up in front of me. A girl my age came out and she had a golden lily tattooed on her cheek. She had a bag with her as she walked over to me.
"Are you Rose Hathaway?" she asked. She stood a few feet away from me like she was scared of me. I nodded.
"Where are they?" she asked I pointed over to the bushes and she nodded. She went over and opened her bag and pulled out some kind mixture. She poured it over the dead bodies and they dissolved.
"What is that?" I asked getting up. Ugh my body hurt a lot. "An alchemist secret," she replied. She handed me a card before walking back to her car. "Here's my number. Next time call me," she said and then got in her car and sped off.
I half walked half limped back to the Belikovs. The minute I opened the door I had Elena hugging my legs as she cried. I flinched as she touched my sore spots but dealt with it. I knelt down and hugged her. After a few minutes she settled down and let go.
"Sweetie, why don't you go upstairs and get ready for bed. I will be up in a minute." I said. She listened and went running upstairs. As soon as she was out of ear shot, Viktoria sped over to me.
"Are you alright? Where are you hurt?" She asked. Olena came up behind her.
"Oh my, what happened to you?" she asked with concern.
"I'm fine. It's just a few bruises and I'm just sore."
"What happened?" They both asked. I told them what happened and they stared at me in horror.
"You took on three by yourself and survived to tell the story? You should have let me help you!" Viktoria said.
"No I could handle it. Besides I needed you to take care of Elena. Thank you for that."
"No problem. My brother must have taught you really good if you could take on three at once. Can you teach me sometime?" Viktoria pleaded.
"Vika, don't pester. Rose why don't you go upstairs and rest. You look like you need it," Olena said. Once I made it upstairs I had never been so happy to see a bed.
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