Omg it's been so long since I've updated. I'm so sorry! So much has just been going on and life has just been crazy! I let time get away from me. Well here you go and I promise promise promise I will finish this story. Here you go!

Rose- 11

Four things happened almost simultaneously. The glass doors at the back of Dimitri's house got smashed into glass splinters that settled over everyone and everything like a cruel snow. That led to Dimitri and I being able to see Yeva getting thrown by a Strigoi ,that even in the dark my eyes could identify as Rolan, and Viktoria right in front of him in a fighting stance. That distracted Dimitri, which allowed him to get completely surrounded by three Strigoi. And that distracted me and I took a direct hit to the chest. It hurt like a bitch and I could feel my not quite healed chest be reinjured. I saw black around my vision. Suck it up, I told 's no way I'm getting taken out of this fight just because of some pain.

"Rose!" Dimitri exclaimed and I started to reassure him I was fine, though I most definitely was not, but then I realized he wasn't worrying about me. He hadn't seen me get hit; he had been too preoccupied with his sister and then three monsters he was battling. He couldn't get to Viktoria quick enough, not when he had his own triplet of problems to deal with. I had to. That's when I decided to ignore my chest. I would die before I let Dimitri lose another sister. I nodded his way. My heart wanted to tell him I loved him, curse the Strigoi, and rush over to help him. That wasn't necessary though. Dimitri could handle himself and the guardians were starting to get an advantage over the Strigoi. Someone would help him sooner or later. Viktoria on the other hand, wasn't trained and she was alone with no one near her to help her. So, I ignored my heart because sometimes that's just what you have to do. "Roza!," he shouted again. "I still haven't seen Alexander." I simply nodded again and sprinted out to Viktoria. I knew Alexander would be waiting until he could get to me without interference. Even if I did defeat Rolan, my chest made my chances of also defeating Alexander slim. I just had to hope that Dimitri or someone, got to me in time.

"You're so pretty," I heard Rolan say to Viktoria. Goosebumps erupted over my skin. I always knew that Rolan was off, but he really did make for a creepy ass vampire. "It's such a shame that you're such a bitch because if you weren't I might want to turn you and keep you around for a while."

"You're no keeper yourself," I said to expose myself. There was no point in trying to sneak up on Rolan, he would just hear me, best to take his attention off of Viktoria. He glanced my way and I finally got a close up of his face. His eyes… they were terrifying. He saw me staring.

"Ah, yes Rose. You finally get to see your father's handiwork."

"What did he do to you?" I asked. Part of me was just trying to distract him because although he was new, he radiated power, and my chest was making me weaker and weaker. The other part was actually curious. How far did my dad go?

"Acid," he hissed. " A whole lot of fucking acid." I attacked. I did not feel bad for what Abe had done. Rolan deserved every part of it. Plus, jumping at him while he was fuming over his eyes gave me the advantage of slight surprise. I managed to hit his shoulder on my initial charge, but it barely affected him and we ended up circling each other. Before either of us could make a second move, though, Rolan had a stake through his heart. For a second I thought Viktoria, who I had pushed out of my way when I went towards Rolan, had found a way to get around Rolan. But then Alexander appeared. He had thrown the stake and hit Rolan directly in the heart. He was crazy powerful and from what Dimitri told me, crazy pissed. I, Rose Hathaway, have never doubted my skills. This was going to be too much for me though. I was injured and he was skilled. That didn't mean I wasn't going down without a fight.

I held my own for a while. Early in the fight , I realized that he had a similar fighting style to Dimitri. We both had the same mentor. With this new info, I pretended I was fighting Strigoi Dimitri. Except this time, I let anger fuel me. I was pissed that Sonya was dead and Dimitri would have to grieve. I was pissed that Alexander hadn't even said one word to me. He wanted to tire me out like a dog and then torture me. We were playing cat and mouse and I was the rodent; I was a rodent that was fading fast. My chest burned like hell and I knew I couldn't go much longer. Viktoria, being so much like Dimitri, tried to jump in and help, but Alexander flung her away with almost no effort. She flew to the ground and did not get up. I wasn't a big believer in God, but I prayed for her to be I took all my sadness and pain and devastation and channeled it all into one last burst of energy. I managed to scrap my stake all the way from the top of his forehead to the base of his throat, then I collapsed.

"Little Roza," he said, leaning down to brush my hair back. How dare he use Dimitri's nickname for me. How dare he act like the man, the good man, I love.

"So he speaks," I spat in his face.

"Well yes, I want to talk to my prize."

"You know Rolan was pretty sure he was going to get a prize too." I don't know how I knew, maybe I was just so connected to my one and only love, but I knew that a certain someone was rushing towards us, ready to save the day. I wanted to give my comrade some sort of advantage and if that meant distracting Alexander with Viktoria, well that was a risk I had to take.

"Ah yes Rolan. He was too eager and foolish and I think everyone, including you, knew I wasn't going to let him get what he wanted. Except him of course. He had no idea he was a worthless, disposable pawn."

"Much like you," Dimitri said, knocking Alexander back so I wouldn't be in the middle of their fight. My cowboy in shiny duster had arrived. "You will never be more than a pawn in my mind. And now, I will dispose of you."