CHAPTER TWELVE
All the years of training, lessons, preparation…they are all for this moment. I picked up an axe lying on the ground. I swung it to the strigoi in front of me. It made a deep cut on his left shoulder, he cried loud. But he was tough. He didn't mind it, he launched towards me. On our exercise, I'm always on the offensive mode, but at this point, the role has been reversed.
He kept on attacking me, and dodged each time. We are both tired. We studied each other for a few seconds, then he moved again. But instead of attacking me, he grabbed a dhampir guy beside me and twisted his neck. I gasped when I saw the dhampir's face. It was Kristoff. The guy that I broken the nose, the guy that figured out about my 'rehearsed speech', the guy that forgive me after what I did, and most of all…a good friend of mine that has always believed in me.
Everything went dark. I don't know anymore what I'm doing. My body keeps on moving. I felt a pain shot through my left shoulder but no pain can be more hurtful than losing a friend.
"Watch out! She's already killed two of us!" somebody shouted. Who killed two? Two what? Strigoi, Moroi or Dhampir? After several minutes, I stopped moving. I was so exhausted. I looked around and gasped at the bodies that I saw. Blood everywhere. I passed out.
I stared at the white ceiling. Where am I? I haven't been in this place. I can't actually remember the last place I'm in. I tried to get myself up despite the pain that shot on my left shoulder. Looking around, my eyes went wide…I gasped. Bodies are everywhere. Nurses are rushing from one person to another. Dead…injured, oh my god, I already knew. Something terrible has happened.
Guardian Glozkov came up to me, "Hathaway, don't forced yourself. You need to rest", he said, his face is full of concern. "What happened?" I asked, panic registered in my voice. I was shaking, literally. Who will not? This room is filled with bodies that I can barely identify which is dead and which is alive.
"I think it's best if you rest first", he said trying to avoid my question.
"Guardian Glozkov, please", I pleaded.
"There has been an attacked. Strigois burst inside the campus", he pointed out the bodies, "And those are the casualties", he said.
"Janine!" a man yelled. Oh, good. It's Ibrahim.
"Mr. Mazur. Moroi is not allowed in here. Everyone is on lockdown", Glozkov warned.
"I just want to make sure she's alive", he said.
I think they continued the conversation but I no longer heard any of it. I was completely loss in the moment. Events of what happened flashed back. The strigoi, the screaming, the dead dhampir…Kristoff!
"Where is he?" I asked. Both of them looked at me in surprise.
"Where is Kristoff?!" I demanded. Nobody's answering me.
"You tell me where he is or I will find him myself", threatening them that I will forced myself out of the bed.
"Janine. Kristoff…..is gone", Glozkov said.
"No…"
"We found him lying beside you on the ground", he continued. Memories flashing back.
"Alongside of four strigoi dead around you"
"Stop…"
"You're holding an axe, and those four were all decapitated. You killed them", he said.
"This is not happening…" I said, I'm already freaking out.
"You avenged him", he said. Then that was it. I screamed.
