Abe
16 years earlier.
Russia seemed like a good place to go to. After all that had happened I needed a break away from everything. I had more than enough money to live for the rest of my life in comfort but it didn't feel like it was enough. I spent every day walking around the streets and ended every night the same: with 3 shots of Russian vodka. That stuff was as strong as it could get and did the job of putting me to sleep without any dreams of what I had missed most.
One day I woke up and instead of going on my normal walk around town I went to a dhampir community. I was in no way interested in a quick hook up with anyone but I wanted to see how these people lived. This dhampir commune was not as bad as the hundreds more I had visited once long ago. Those places the girls were all drunk or high on endorphins, dressed in dresses that fit more like a shirt, and wanting nothing more than a Moroi man to drink her blood during sex. It was seen as the kinkiest thing a dhampir could do. Looking around I saw single mothers walking by with their children. They all looked so frightened of me like I was here to take their children to be my bloodwhore's. I didn't talk to anyone, didn't go inside any building I just looked around. After that I left so they wouldn't see me as a threat.
I came back regularly and offend donated small amounts of money through envelopes that I would leave in their mailboxes. The community started to get used to me after a few months and they started talking to me in a friendly manor. I had mad a few friends within the community and they thanked me for the money I had sent them after first promising to pay it all back. I didn't want it back. The money wasn't worth anything to me. My bank was full of millions that I couldn't use and I was glad to give it out to these people. I offered my services to them and got a lot of requests for things found on the black market. For most people I did it in return for a favour but with others I made a deal with them and if they didn't pay their half of the deal they wouldn't get my half. This had gotten me the knick name Zmey with in Russian means the snake. I got used to the name and became fond of it. This was something that gave me purpose and a reason to get up of bed in the morning.
A few years passed and the kids grew. Some went of to academies to learn to become guardians, others stayed behind with their mothers. One day I had come across I group of boys who told me they were going on a hunt fro strigoi and needed a ride up to the north side of the mountain. I knew their mothers and so I charged them a favour. I liked favours; after all they are what got my daughter to a safe place far away from the royal court. I just hope she will be happy.
I rode them to the top of the mountain and styed with them. Hunting strigoi was madness especially for untrained guardians. Watching Janine fight strigoi, it looked so effortless for her. She was graceful and precise even when she was bleeding, week or tired. She held the stake in one hand and stabbed it into the strigoi's heart in one quick precise movement. She was so strong and brave it was why I loved her. And why I still do. I had connections that gave me updates regularly about what she was doing. I heard great stories and in total gained at lease fifteen Molinja marks, higher than most guardians ever see in their lifetime. These boys were holding the stakes all wrong, even I could see that, and they were going to get themselves killed. I tried to stop them honestly but they went on anyway.
When they came back there was only three left. One of the boys was seriously injured and needed immediate medical attention. The others looked horrified and begged forgiveness they promised to protect me at their payment. Loosing my title had also meant loosing my guardian privileges and these boys were offering to be my guardians. They were un-promised but they were still dhampir's willing to lay down their lives for a Moroi. Me. I accepted their deal and told them it would be as a job and not a sacrifice.
I payed them weekly and promised let them live under my roof. I built a training room for them. If they weren't going to become a promised guardian they could still train to become a better guardian. They had worked hard and built up both strength and speed until they both looked like forces to be reckoned with. I dare say they could even take on a trained guardian. After a few more years I had decided to leave this town and go to somewhere new. The boy, more like men now, both wanted to come with me. They said goodbye to their mother and came with me to Novosibirsk and there I bought a new home. I received more letters about how Janine was doing. Every time I read the letters I felt a pain in my chest. Today I felt the worst pain ever because today was the day exactly sixteen years ago when I lost them both.
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