I'm just going to get straight to the point today…

sorry about being dead on you guys but the explanation is at the bottom :D

Birdie: so do I, Birdie, so do I.

Book Lovin Teen: Should I be a little afraid here?

So I got a lot of Lissa pov requests and a lot of Rose pov requests so I'm just going to use both. Does that just make everyone's day? Doesn't? Too bad ;P

Disclaimer: now that the "Golden Lily" is out that means that everything Sydney related belongs to her and Richelle's attention is currently away from VA… HURRY!

Previously on Emotionless

I felt a pair of cold hands wrap themselves around my arm and yanked me up onto my feet.

"Welcome back Rose."

A slap to the head equals darkness.

Yes, yes it does… moving on.

Lissa pov

"We've been looking for hours Liss I'm sure that Rose will turn up soon," Christian said quietly to me as he rubbed my shoulders soothingly. I sighed and relaxed into my boyfriend's arms and thought about what just happened. Dimitri said that she kissed him and that he didn't feel anything for her, but I could see his aura well enough to know that he was lying. He did feel something for her even if he didn't know it. Then Rose ran away from us as fast as a strigoi could run out of the gym and we lost her soon after that. I swear that we searched everywhere and I'm pretty sure that Dimitri was ready to call out a searching party if we didn't find her soon. Just another sure sign that he had feelings for her yet he still didn't admit it.

Christian urged me into my room and guided me over to my bed without making a sound. He laid me down and put the covers on top of me. He pecked my forehead before whispering to me that I should get some rest and that tomorrow we would find her for sure.

I couldn't help but follow his simple order. I fell asleep almost instantly.

Rose pov

I woke up, with a really large migraine. It hurt like heck and I couldn't help but moan out in pain whenever I attempted to move my head or my body. When I did move my sore muscles I would hear a jingly noise and that would just hurt my headache even more. I groaned and somehow managed to move my arm from its place at my side. Blinking rapidly I took in my surroundings. I was in what looked like a basement. It had brick walls that were old and looked like they were desiccating slowly, the floor was some sort of a mixture of concrete and dirt, and the only way out was a door in front of me. The door was wooden and had a few metal bars near the top reminding me of a prison cell. There were no other objects in the room, not even a bench to sit on not that I could move even if I tried to.

I heard a door slamming from upstairs followed by loud footsteps that sounded like were making their way closer to the room. The footsteps sounded angered and forced like the person was furious at something, probably me. I had no idea what was going on though. A few heavily clinks and shuffles was heard before the person opened the door. He was a strigoi that was the first thing I recognized about him, but something was off like I had met him before now. He tsked when he saw me.

"I thought we had an agreement Rosemarie," he told me and dragged a chair into the room sitting in front of me. "Yet you still ran from me the first moment you got."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I breathed out. I hadn't realized how hard it was for me to breath at the moment. I felt like my lungs had been crushed from beneath me. He stood up from his chair and grabbed one of the legs from it and slowly walked over to me.

"Do you remember rule number one?" he asked in a cold voice. He seemed like one to not be disobeyed one of those people that naturally had the 'or else' in his voice every time he spoke a simple request. He didn't take my silence very well because he seemed even more angered. Gripping the post tightly he drove it into my thigh. I hissed at the pain something told me that if I screamed that it would be even worse for me. "Rule number one?" He demanded again. When I, again, didn't answer his question he walked back over to the chair and grabbed the other leg. He came back to me and threw it into my other thigh making me want to scream badly. The pain was unbearable like a thousand knives sticking into my skin. I wanted to scream, but that little voice still nagged in my head. Do not give into him, I repeated to myself, he just wants a hint of weakness. "Why aren't you answering me?" He yelled at me.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know you," I told him calmly looking at him in the eyes attempting to tell him that I was not afraid of him. He stared at my cold gaze for a few lingering moments before reaching up to the chains that held my arms to the wall, he undid them and didn't hesitate to throw me into the wall to the left. The two chair legs were still in my thighs so when I fell to the ground it caused them to go in deeper. A cold whimper escaped my lips as I gripped one of the chair legs and pulled it out. I could feel the darkness beginning to creep up on me when I took the second wooden leg out of my thigh. "What do you want from me?" He came up and kicked me in the gut. My eyes shut, but I saw something on the other side.

"Don't touch her," I growled at them while the strigoi that had me in the air chuckled.

"Or what?" I kicked him hard in his manhood and used a defensive maneuver that I hadn't used in a few months, but it worked because he fell flat on his back. I ran and found a metal rod before the fight began. I had no idea what I was doing, but I kept dodging, punching, and kicking wherever I could. I struck the metal rod into the strigoi somewhere in his chest, but I wasn't paying attention to where. His eyes rolled back into his head signaling that he was down for the count. One of the strigoi that held Lissa let go as he lunged at me. I struck him with the rod in his stomach and he howled in pain. As good as I was fighting I was still heavily outnumbered.

One grabbed my arm that held the rod and yanked me back. I yelped in pain before another strigoi grabbed my other arm in an attempt to hold me down, but in the end it took six strigoi to hold me down as I kept wiggling and screaming. The strigoi that I had it with the pole finally got up and looked at me with anger and awe. He came up to me and held my chin while he studied me.

"Fascinating," he muttered, "How did you manage that? How did you fight all of us?" I spat at him and he grinned before walking back to Lissa.

"Don't touch her," I screamed out at him. He chuckled at me.

"Would you be willing to make a trade?" I stopped squirming for a second to look at him confused. Sensing my confusion he explained further, "How about we let Vasilisa go if, and only if, you come with us."

"No!" Lissa screamed in defiance at the strigoi, but one of them put a hand over her mouth. That didn't stop the tears that were pouring down her cheeks. I thought about his offer, Lissa would go free?

"I'll only agree if you let her go back to the Academy in peace," he nodded at me.

"Of course no harm will go to Vasilisa if you come with us." I was still a little hesitant on one thing.

"Why do you want me?" I asked him and he chuckled.

"Do we have a deal or not," he asked me. I nodded and all of the strigoi let go of me and Lissa. I ran over to her and held her in my arms. She was sobbing extremely hard but I had to get her to listen to me.

"Lissa," I forced her to look at me, "call the guardians and go back to the academy." She shook her head and clung to me harder. She sobbed out a bunch of words that I didn't understand, but at that moment a strigoi gripped my shoulder and yanked me backwards. "Go back to the Academy Lissa, I love you sis." They dragged me into a few cars and threw me into the back.

"Take us back," one of the strigoi said to a human driver. I gasped in shock at the fact that a human was helping them. Two of the strigoi surrounded me in the back seat while the others got in the front or in the other car. The strigoi who made me an offer turned back to look at me.

"My name is Hale I will be training you for battle."

When my eyes opened I glanced at the strigoi. He was the same person from my little vision that I just had.

"Hale?" I questioned him. He didn't say anything except that he gripped my bicep hard and threw me again this time into the wall directly across from the one that I was currently laying on. I couldn't move my legs, but I managed to use my arms to sit myself up from my painful position.

"So you know my name, that's good to know," he taunted me as he walked closer to me. He took all of my hair in his hand and dragged me up the stairs, and somehow I didn't find as much pain in his action as I should have. When we got up the staircase he threw me onto a couch in a living room that was much nicer than the wall that I had earlier been attached to painfully. The living room looked so much nicer with old looking dark wooden furniture. The whole room seemed to have an earthy feeling to it yet it also had an eerie feeling about it to. Hale walked over to the fire place and like a fire before walking back over to me. He took one of my legs in his hand before he bit into the palm of his hand and placed it above the wound that he had made. I couldn't help but gasp as I saw the would begin to heal and the pain began to fade from my leg. He did the same to the other while the whole time looking at me with curious eyes.

"You don't remember," he told me his cold dark voice actually sounding somewhat kinder than before like he could understand me.

"What am I supposed to remember?" I asked feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"You don't remember being in Spokane," he told me before getting up and walking into another room. What was I supposed to remember? Why would I be in Spokane? Wasn't that were the strigoi were? My head turned when I saw Hale walking back over to me with a rag that looked wet. He took it and began whipping it across my legs washing off the blood that was there when he stabbed me. When he was done he looked at me dead in the eyes and I found my mind going fuzzy and blank. All I knew was that I could not escape his gaze. "You will remember everything that happened in Spokane when I brought you there. You will remember everything that I trained you to be. Remember all of your friends and how the guardians killed them, and remember how the moroi made you forget everything."

Pictures flashed through my mind.

"Do forty laps around the track, two hundred sit ups and pushups, and then end with two hours of hitting the punching bag." I nodded and ran out to the track. He was cutting me some slack today for some unknown reason, usually I do fifty or sixty laps. However I was not going to complain about the shortage of laps.

After I ran them I began working on my sit ups and pushups while semi talking to Austin at the same time. He was like me and was being trained to hunt rival strigoi, but unlike me he had already been turned before he joined. I was the only mortal in this program they were running.

"So did you hear that they might be letting us have a little bit of freedom?" I looked at him.

"What? Since when do they let us do something like that?" he shrugged his shoulders switching to sit ups while I switched to pushups. One…two…three…four.

"I don't know I guess they thought that you needed some new clothes," he smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. I was the only one that needed new clothes since I still grew, but that would change after I turned the legal age for being turned into a strigoi for our unit.

"That should be fun," I exclaimed sarcastically.

"Rosemarie, Austin get back to work," Hale yelled at us. We went back to our training without any more distractions.

More.

"Please Hale," I said in a monotone, "they aren't getting close we are in no danger." He kept his sick smile on his face.

"None the less you will be punished for their stupidity." I gulped as he went to his closet and pulled out a long whip. My eyes went slightly wide at this, but I still kept my mask on. He came over behind me to give me instructions, "Lean back."

The whip came down on my flesh cold and hard. I flinched slightly as he struck me again and again. I don't know how long he whipped me for, but I did know that I would have some pretty major scars or injuries later. After he was done he gave me instructions to make sure that they didn't get any closer to finding me, and I'm just thinking how the heck I'm going to do that without leaving the compound that I've lived in for the past three years.

"You may go back to your room now to rest. Tomorrow you will be traveling with Annie to take out a strigoi base in Idaho that is ignoring our orders to not attack the ski lodge there." I nodded before leaving. I wonder if that was the same place Lissa was going. Maybe I could see her again. Wait, what was I thinking? If I'm caught then I could be facing three months no food or worse. When I got back to my room I finished my sandwich and took four sips of water leaving me with a half full bottle of water.

Five guardians came through the door and caught me by surprise. Each one grabbed my arms and legs to pin me down while I flailed and kicked whenever I got the chance, but they were too strong. I could feel bruises forming on my ankles and wrists as the pinned me against the wall backwards. The fifth guardian slipped something cold against my wrists, metal cuffs bound my wrists together as they pulled me off of the wall. I wiggled my wrists, but two guardians still had a good hold on me. I kicked harder, but was forced onto my knees.

"What the hell?" I screamed at them, but they moved to reveal some other figures. Mason stood there with a gloomy look in his eyes, Eddie looked sad, Adrian was unreadable, Mia and Lissa had tears in their eyes, and Dimitri looked emotionless. What the hell was going on? I could feel anger pulsing through my veins while they looked at me. What were they doing, they were just standing there watching me being tied up by some guardians. "What are you doing?" I growled in a cold voice, it could be ice. All of them physically flinched at my tone.

"Rose, we are going to help you," Lissa said calmly as she slowly walked toward me. I hissed at her making her stop in her tracks before a new figure appeared. It was Christian, and he looked mad, but it wasn't directed at me.

"You can do this Lissa," he encouraged her, "This is going to help her."

"What are you talking about?" I screamed again. Dimitri approached me wearily.

"Rose this is going to help you," he tried but I growled at him.

"What are you doing?" all of the moroi stepped closer to me and I finally got it. "You wouldn't dare."

"We need to do this Rose, you need to forget," Mason said.

"If I ever remember this one day you can bet that you will never see me again," they all froze, "you can bet that I will never speak to any of you again and just because you get rid of my memories doesn't mean that this won't stop."

"What won't stop?" Eddie asked. I smirked at him.

"I will never tell you." With that I turned to Lissa, "You do know that I will never forgive for this right?" she slightly nodded, "Then continue on your own risk."

I looked up back at Hale with what I'm sure was pure hatred on my face.

"They compelled me to forget," I growled my voice returning as cold as it could have ever been. It was ice with no warmth in it at all. I got up furiously and glanced at Hale, "They compelled me!" I took the couch and flipped it over feeling nothing but anger at them. How could they take away my past without asking me for my permission? I never wanted to forget my experience is what fueled me to be stronger and to be the best fighter that I could ever be, and they took that from me. Words could never describe. what I was feeling at the moment. I was that angry at them, no I could kill them for this.

"You're angry," Hale stated watching me with intense eyes.

"No I'm not angry I'm furious," I told him before punching the wall next to me. "Where is the gym I need to take my anger out on something or someone?"

"Downstairs to the right."

Hale pov

I watched her with pure satisfaction as she walked down the stair case in a huff. Punishment wasn't necessary at the moment. She was furious with her so called friends for compelling her to forget her past few years of life and I couldn't blame her. Her anger was necessary for my future plans.

The last three years of my life is finally coming together. The attack will take place in a week when they first arrive back at the Academy when they're least vulnerable. And Rosemarie will help me bring down the Academy once and for all.

Hey guys so I wrote this on Thursday- Saturday but my vacation home does not have any wi fi… so expect a lot of updates :D.

Love to all.