Woo! I've got 7 reviews haha, thanks guys.
-Daughters of Night
-lovevamteams1
-Sakiru Yume
-Volleyballgirl1112
-agirlnamedraven
-ShakespeareActressVamp
-October Thorne
-LizLoveDante
And ShakespeareActressVamp, the names of my stories are big clues as to whom Rose ends up with ;) And she's being such a royal pain in the rear because, one. It's Rose. Two. She just lost her heart and soul, it doesn't exactly warm you up to people. Three. Well, quite frankly I can't think of a third reason but when I do you'll be the first to know.
DISCLAIMER: I in no way or form own any of these characters unless noted otherwise. All rights go to the ever wonderful author, Richelle Mead who I have forgiven for transforming Dimitri so long as she brings him back later in the series :)
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About a thousand curses ran through my mind when I realized the reason for my nausea. I contemplated asking for Adrian's help, again, but I couldn't allow him to be hurt. My second option would be to go up and take them on myself but I hadn't a clue as to how many were up there. I started to get up to flee the plane but just as I got up the seat belt icon came up on the screens and I heard the automated voice telling the passengers to be seated and buckle in.
I sat back down without so much as a peep, my only safe escape route was now blocked off. I started to think of why on earth Strigoi would be on a plane flown by humans, unless, they were working with them.
Oh shit. What had I gotten myself into?
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I tried to shake the frantic thoughts beating my brain. No amount of fretting would get me out of this situation…alive. I unzipped my bag quietly and reached in, taking my stake and wrapping my hand around the hilt. I tried to estimate how many were in the upstairs first class deck, I knew it was at least 2 but at most 5. I took a deep breath and stood up, my legs wobbled slightly then I thought of the reason I was here and steeled myself mentally against the undead monsters as I made my way up the stairs quietly.
Then I saw them, they had a small petite blonde in their grasps who looked terrified. It was easy to see that they were taunting their dinner. Whether it was my small human approximation of a growl that alerted them or my scent, one of them looked up.
And all hell broke loose.
Yesyesyes, I know it's short and I keep leaving cliffys :) but I really am going to try and update today or tomorrow. I know I said that a few days ago buuuut I was sick as a dog and couldn't think straight enough to type a comprehensible passage.