Note: I know im changing the writing style of the books but after much thought i believe that the delivering of my alternate ending would be best told in Dimitri point of view.
FIRST PERSON: Dimitri
When I awoke I felt like I had been reborn. Everything felt new, unknown, smells, colors, touch. All so foreign yet my mind knew what they were. I knew the bed was soft, and the walls were white. The room was cool and bare. "Dimitri are you awake?" An angelic voice pulled my attention behind my bed. I slowly sat up realizing that I was in a cell.
"Careful." I looked over finding Vasilisa Dragomir clutching the bars of my prison. "Where are we?" I asked rubbing my head, the sun from the window that shown into my cell giving me a bit of a headache. "We're back at court." She said picking up a bag and handing it to me though the bars. A Guardian who apparently was standing right out of my sight gave a disapproving cough.
I looked into the duffle bag finding my western books and my duster. My favorite items. "The Court is having a hard time believing you're you again. While I make your case, you may have to spend a few days in here until they are certain your not …" She didn't finish but I knew they were afraid I was Strigoi… but wasn't I.
I looked up into the window the warm rays fell on to my face, I felt like I was in total control, "What happened?"
She smiled, "I brought you back." I looked at her in complete awe. This young frail Mori had done the impossible, tears began to well up into my eyes and I staggered to her. Falling to my knees, only the cell bars between us I began to cry.
Vasilisa fell to her knees quickly and wrapped her arms around me best she could, "It's ok, everything will be ok." We sat there for what seemed hours before I fell asleep. Thats when what truly happened took grip. I saw faces, I heard screams, I tasted blood. When I woke from my nightmare I was alone, a blanket over my shoulders and my heart shattered. Everything I had done as a strigoi took hold of my heart and agony was all I knew.
Over the next few days Vasilisa visited me, I felt that I had no right to be in her presence, not of this Angel, this giver of life. She sat with me for hours talking to me helping me though my pain. At last I was able to ask her what had happened.
"Well, we found a source…" she paused. "Another spirit user who has in the past done just this, revived a strigoi" She gulped as she remembered a memory. Shaking her head she explained about how with Roses stake that had a touch of my essence she was able to fill it with a special Spirti magic that allowed her to heal and revive. "It was a difficult thing, I had to relive the memory of my families death…" she rubbed her hand over her face.
Through the bars I place a hand gently on her shoulder. She looked at me and smiled, her smile filled me with such light and hope. "But it was all worth it, you're here, you're back." I nodded "All thanks to you Vasilisa, if it wasn't for you I'd be on the streets killing. I owe you everything and I swear to serve you till I die." She blushed and looked down at her nervous hands. "Well it wasn't just me, Rose was a big part of this." I shook my head. "You are an angel."
But with Roses name in the air memories of nights of bitting her, using her for my pleasure, hurting her for my gain, my amusement. It sickened me to my core. I wanted to ask how she was, why she had not come. But deep down I knew I could never look her in the eye again. Not with the knowledge of what I had done to her.
When Vasilisa left for classes I sat on my bunk for hours, staring at the white wall in front of me. All I could see was faces of the dead, I closed my eyes tried to meditate, clear my mind. "Hey." a female voice said from the bars. She didn't need to say anything else I knew who it was the moment she spoke. The light smell of her floated in the air.
I kept my eyes shut, I couldn't look at her, not without braking down, not without hurting her. "What do you want Rose." She said nothing for a moment, there was no sound, I couldn't even hear her breath she was so still. "I wanted to see you, see if you were ok." My heart wrenched. "I'm fine there is no need to worry about me." She was still again, "Will you not look at me?" I shook my head, "I don't want you here Rose, go away." This time I could here her softly cry, I couldn't do it. "Go away Rose before I call the guard."
There was silence for a long time, I didn't dare to look to see if she was there, couldn't risk looking in to her eyes. So, I simply laid down keeping my eyes closed and prayed for sleep.