Me: And we're back! This time, Stevey isn't here. What a shame. *Smirk* But, instead, I've brought along Alard!
Alard: *Grins* Nice to be here with you all.
Me: Alard, could you do me a big favour?
Alard: Of course, my dear.
Me: Would you be so kind to say a disclaimer. I haven't done one in a while.
Alard: It would be my pleasure. LetterBeeNations, as she is now called, does not own anything related to the Vampire Academy universe, it all belongs to-
Stevey: Fabulous, amazing, drop dead sexy, me!
Me: *Growls* Stevey! I told you to get lost!
Stevey: *Smirks, winking* Can't leave my fans in the dark, now can I?
Alard: *Chuckles* Let's get to the story, shall we?
Last time on
I'll Love You For Eternity:
"In a few days. And he'd like to see both of you once more."
Rose
"Now, Rose, you understand what we want you to do?"
I nodded, hands curled into fists by my side, eyes looking straight at Alberta. I could smell the slight fear in the air, the tension over what was about to happen. They all believed in me, too bad I didn't believe in myself.
"Do you want me to go over it one more time?"
Once more, I nodded. I understood perfectly what they wanted me to do, but I just wanted to make sure they weren't going to make a mistake with this.
"You'll be trapped within the gym with Guardians and a few Novices. They'll do all they can to annoy you, to fight you, to see how far you can go without your… other side… appearing. If that side does appear, then you'll have to try and control it. When the time is up, about two hours, you'll be able to come out. If there are any fatal injuries to any of the Dhampir's present then you'll fail. Got that?"
"Yes, Guardian Petrov. I understand fully what you want me to do, but are you sure I should be doing this? What if something bad happens?"
She gave a friendly, almost motherly, smile, placing a hand on my shoulder. "You'll do fine. I know you will, as do many people."
I returned the smile as she turned me around, pushing me into the gym. The lights were all blackened out, the windows bordered up and the door I had just came in from was now locked –and I was pretty sure enforced with something really strong. Due to the Strigoi blood coursing through my veins and improving my eyesight by extreme, I could make out roughly how many people were in that room but couldn't see any features. Suddenly, in a rather blinding flash, the lights turned on and a whistle of wind was coming from my right. My hand reached out, grabbing hold of the metal bar coming at me, pulling it free from the holders grip. With more force than I intended, his body flew back from a single open palm hit and landed within the seating arrangements. Luckily his head was not hit when his body crashed into the building's seats.
I winced slightly before the lights turned off once more. Was this some sort of memory test? Was I supposed to remember formation and anticipate a movement while blinded? Because if that were the case they had to rethink their strategies, I could see almost perfectly in the dark.
Man, this was going to be a long test if they underestimate my abilities.
Third Person POV
School had started up normally for the Moroi and the left over Novice's that weren't participating in Rose's little test. Breakfast was served for everyone to enjoy and classes had started. It wasn't until the first break of the school day until something a little un-normal happened.
Stevey sat at the cafeteria table from earlier, waiting for everyone else to gather around and waiting for Rose to come back from her test, when his phone went off with a message from an unknown number.
Please call this number back as soon as possible with Rosemarie by your side.
He looked at the message, blinking a few times before pocketing his phone back. At that same time, Lissa and Christian had appeared in their seats, hand-in-hand, of course.
"Is something the matter, Stevey?" Lissa questioned, seeing his face.
"Nah, I'm fine. How's classes?"
Christian rolled his eyes. "Why would you want to know about classes?"
"Maybe because I haven't been in one for about two years. You'd be surprised about how much you miss something when you've been away from it."
"What did you do for those two years?" The male Moroi asked, taking a bite from the apple he had obtained.
"Worked. First on construction sites, since my strength was greatly needed, then I worked at Firefly's Night for about a year and a half before coming back here."
At that moment, a rustling of air and a squeal became to everyone's attention before the blurred figure stopped by the table three figures were by.
"Guys! Guess what!" Rose said in excitement, grinning from ear to ear.
"You were allowed to take us shopping?"
"Kirova finally expelled you?"
"You figured out how to apply mascara without opening your mouth like some sort of scared fish?"
Everyone looked over at Stevey with a questioning look as he shrugged.
"What? She asked us to guess. I was only giving my guess."
Rose rolled her eyes. "No. I'm now finally able to do back to classes! And, you as well, Stevey. Alberta passed you on the grounds that 'every Dhampir counts.' How amazing is that!?"
Stephaniel got from his seat, grabbing hold of his sister's hands and jumping in circles. To say that almost everyone was shocked would be spot on. When he finally pulled back from her, he let out a loud 'whoop' while pumping his fist within the air.
"Hell to the yeah! I'm back in school, mother fuckers!"
Lissa glared, green eyes seeming to spark with fire. "Stephaniel! Pardon your mouth, this instance. Swearing in front of ladies is rude. Apologise."
Stevey blinked before sighing, running a hand through his hair. "Sorry, ladies. I hope you all forgive me for the display of rudeness."
A few of the girls giggled, others sighed. All let out a chorus of 'of course we forgive you, Stevey.' This made Rose and Christian fake-gag as the second Hathaway basked in the love he was receiving. Lissa rolled her eyes, going back to enjoying the creamy strawberry yoghurt she had got for the break as Stevey continued to 'woo' his female audience.
"Sit down, Stevey. We don't join back until tomorrow, however. Too bad, though." Rose sighed, sitting down and dragging her brother to the seat beside her.
"Aw," he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest before lifting his head to face Rose. "By the way, just before everyone showed up, I got a message from someone to say that when you were with me, to call them. No idea who it was or what they wanted. Should we call?" He said in all one breath, confusing Rose for a moment before she nodded her head.
Stevey reached within his pocket, fishing out his phone once more before dialling the mysterious number that messaged his phone. The rings chimed once, twice, a third time, a four, before someone finally picked up.
"Stephaniel, Rosemarie. I'm glad you got into contact with me this early. I'll need you two to meet me by the school gates. Nothing big, just someone wanting to see you both. Ten minutes, no delay."
The call disconnected a second later, leaving the group that overheard a little stunned.
"Did she just really talk that quick?"
Stevey and Rose nodded, eyes making contact as they stood from their seats.
"We'll see you guys, later. Oh, and Liss, if you see Dimitri by chance, could you tell him I'll probably not be able to make it to training?"
Lissa nodded, earning a soft smile from Rose, internally wincing when her best friend's toothy smile consisted of sharp Moroi-like fangs.
Rose, arms linked with Stevey, moved from the cafeteria to the hallway where a few students were milling around and socializing with each other. The twins didn't look back as they hurried toward the gates leading into school where Janine was standing with a hand on her hip. The mother was unusually dressed in casual wear; a pair of nice black jeans that slightly clung to her shapely legs, a crisp white button down shirt with black boots. Casual yet nice, it was something Janine liked about her sense of dress. Casual enough to pass for small outings with friends yet business-looking enough to kick some major ass if the time came. Her red hair was in a small messy bun, allowing the displeasure on her face to be shown.
"Glad you two had made it. They should be here in about twenty minutes," she said, eyes now trained on the road ahead, arms crossing over her chest.
"And, who exactly are 'they?' Also, why must we be here?" Rose questioned, letting go of her brother's arm to rest her hands on her defined hips.
"You'll see, Rosemarie. And you two are here by request of the guests. If they wish you two to leave, then you can leave but since they would like you to be present then you shall obey their orders. You do not want to anger the guest, children."
Rose growled under her breath, feeling anger boil in her blood and setting the world with a red hue. Stevey, seeing his sister start to change, wrapped his arms around her to calm her down. It worked as her body relaxed into his hold.
The silence that surrounded the three of them was thick and tense, a little awkward before Janine cleared her throat to catch her children's attention.
"Have you been admitted into the school?"
Rose's eyes were to the side, not daring to look at her mother. "Yes. I passed my test this morning. Alberta granted both of us entry this morning."
Janine nodded. "Good. I wouldn't want either of you to miss out on anything."
"Heaven forbid if you actually staked me," Rose muttered under her breath, so low that not even a Moroi could have heard it with their heightened hearing.
Stevey looked between his sister and mother, feeling as if he was caught between some battle of the two. He didn't move from his spot between them, however, since he was pretty sure they would actually start fighting if he ever did move away. Just as he was about to add his input for a conversational topic, a shiny black limousine pulled up by the gates, passing the guarding posts and heading straight for them. It pulled up a second later, the windows tinted to hinder sight from the outside.
A moment of silence passed between the three standing by the gates, waiting for the people from inside the vehicle to exist. They didn't have to wait long before the right rear passenger door opened.
Out stepped a man; skin the colour of almonds with beautiful onyx hair that only peeked from under a plain black fedora. One of his ears shone with a golden stud, a black goatee on his face along with a scarf. His suit was a simple pinstripe black suit, the whole get up giving an imposing aura around him.
On the left passenger door, a young girl stepped out. She could easily be estimated to be around eighteen with fiery red hair and smooth pale skin. She wasn't very tall; dressed in blue jeans, a black singlet with a light blue chiffon to cover her and black Converses. She seemed to be engaged with a conversation with the man, body was relaxed and her voice seemed calm.
"Who do you think they are?" Rose whispered to her brother who shrugged.
"Some Moroi hot-shot and his spoilt daughter?"
"Seems about right."
"Shut up, the both of you," Janine whispered to them, hearing the conversation and getting annoyed at them.
The man looked over at the girl but froze in his conversation when getting sight of Janine. His eyes seemed to soften, a small smile forming on his lips as he closed the door and moved until he was standing in front of the Guardian woman.
"Janine Hathaway? Is that really you or are my eyes deceiving me?"
Janine looked to the side, face left stoic yet her cheeks were tinged with a faint pink blush. "Yes, Ibrahim. It is really I. It's nice to see you again."
"As it is always nice to see you, sevgilim," the man, identified as Ibrahim, grabbed her hand, brushing his lips against her knuckles.
A cough sounded from the three children, the girl from the car was now standing beside the Hathaway twins.
"Babaciğim, stop. We're on a rather tight schedule." The girl's voice was soft, brown eyes were a light with happiness.
Ibrahim turned to the girl, nodding. "You're right. However, you do not make the rules, therefore get no say."
She sighed, turning to the twins and nodding her head to them. "It's nice to make your acquaintance. My name is Hulya. Hulya Mazur. I'm from Turkey and is Ibrahim's daughter, of sorts."
Rose smiled gently, waving. "Rosemarie Hathaway, daughter of-"
"Daughter of Janine Hathaway, only Novice to receive Molnija marks before getting her Promise mark. Future Guardian of the last Dragomir Princess, Vasilisa, and currently mentored by one Dimitri Belikov. I know who you are, everyone does. You're rather famous." Hulya's smile was large, eyes bright with something akin to star-struck.
"Well, then. I'm Stephaniel Donahugh, ah… Hathaway. Sorry, I'm not use to the new surname just yet. Stephaniel Hathaway, you can call me Stevey. Twin brother to Rose, here."
Hulya nodded. "It's nice to meet you both. I hope that we shall become close."
Ibrahim leant towards Janine as Hulya was speaking to the twins.
"Have you told them about me?"
Janine shook her head, opening her mouth to reply before Ibrahim did it for himself. "Don't worry. They will now."
Hulya noticed Ibrahim shifting, asking the twins to turn to face him.
"Rosemarie, Stephaniel. It's nice to see you both, again. I haven't seen either of you in fourteen years."
Rose and Stevey both looked in confusion. "How would you know us?"
Ibrahim grinned, flashing his fangs. "Easy. We're family."
"Life, uncle or something?" Stevey questioned.
"No. I'm your baba, son."
The twins blinked their eyes, heads tilted to the side before Janine sighed.
"Rosemarie, Stephaniel, this is Ibrahim Mazur. Your father."
Rose POV
My eyes bugged out of my head, jaw probably becoming slack. Did she just say father? No way. There is no way this flashy, probably pompous Moroi was my father.
"I-I'm sorry. I think I misheard that."
"What was there to mishear, kiz? I'm you father. Feel free to call me father, dad, daddy, papa or baba."
My eyes closed, pinching my forehead while releasing a huff of air. I could feel him getting on my nerves. The girl, Hulya, wasn't that much better either –I mean, seriously, who is that happy all the time? -but I had a feeling she was hiding something big from everyone. On top of that, I was feeling hungry and running low on things to drink. There was only one Strigoi from the original group and it was going to take more than just that one to fill me up, considering that he hadn't replenished blood and would most likely not get a chance to.
I could feel the air shift around me, eyes opening to see Stevey shifting from side to side, rather nervously. It took a few moments before it clicked, my temper roaring.
"You fucking knew!?" I screamed at him, slapping his arm with some of my heightened strength.
He winced, rubbing at his arm. "Technically, yes. However," he quickly added when he saw I was about to hit him once more. "I only knew he was going to make an appearance, not when or even who he was."
I lowered my hand, poised for a strike, eyes glaring beams through his skin when a hand wrapped around my wrist. My head turned to the wrists owner, snarling like a feral beast as my eyes blazed in anger. The owner of the wrist, which I later remembered to be Hulya, quickly let go to take a step back in shock and fright.
"She's a monster," I heard her voice hiss out, hand slowly reaching down for her shoes. "A monster disguised as a Dhampir. Did you two know about this?"
My mother and Stevey both gave a nod, Janine moving to try and calm down a bewildered Ibrahim while Stevey tried to get me to calm down. The key word being 'tried.' I was filled with rage over this, it would take a while before I was fucking calming down.
"Stevey, you take a step back or I'm going to hurt you," some of my words were extended due to the large fangs now sprouted from my teeth. "Just let me go and calm down myself."
"Rosie, I made a promise to you, the school and myself. I wouldn't allow you to face something by yourself. I'm here for you, so get use to it."
My eyes slitted into a fierce glare. I didn't need anyone to protect me, I was stronger than anything on this planet. If anything, it was them who needed me to protect them.
In less than a second, I had pressed Stevey up against the limousine by his neck, fangs bared and I'm pretty sure my features were turning that of a Strigoi. His face was kept calm, his body slack under my grip and his eyes –so very much like my own –were looking straight at me. From behind I heard a yelp of surprise along with hushed voices.
"Aren't you going to help him?" Ibrahim's voice.
"No. She won't do anything bad to him."
"How can you be sure?
"Because I know Rose."
"How can you have not killed her yet? She's one of them, it's your job to kill them," that was Hulya. Even though her voice was hard, there was a slight tremor to her words, like she was frightened yet trying to put up a front about it.
A shift in air meant that Janine had turned and from her voice, she was not happy. "Hulya. I will not kill my daughter. She is not one of them. You saw her transformation," after this I focused back on Stevey.
"What are you going to do, brother?"
He shook his head as much as he could with my hand on his neck. "Nothing."
A growl left my lips, hand tightening on his throat before releasing him, quickly turning to face my mother. "I'm leaving for a while. No one is allowed to follow me, or else. I'll be back within a few hours. Don't wait up for me."
And I was off, speeding through the gates and heading towards a sanctuary that would kill two birds with one stone –almost literally.
Stevey
I sighed while also trying to get breath back within my body, hand reaching up to rub at my throat. Damn, she was freaking strong. A heard feet coming towards me, my eyes looking up to meet those of Hulya –a nice brown, I might add. She held out a slim looking hand, a small worried smile on her lips.
"Are you alright?"
I nodded, taking her hand and allowing her to help me up. "Yeah. I'm fine. Not the worst thing that's ever happened to me."
I reached down, dusting my knees from any dirt that could have stuck to my jeans.
"Stephaniel, are you okay?"
Once more I nodded. "I'm fine, mum. Just a little sore, nothing really. Now, why don't I show you around school, Hulya?"
She looked over at Ibrahim –I mean, my father. He gave a nod of approval.
"Go ahead, Hulya, I need to speak to Janine, anyway." He held out his arm for mum to take it, which she did and was led off towards guest housing.
"Alright then, I'll take you around the school, allow you to meet some really cool people." Without any further words, I walked off, waiting every now and again for her to catch up.
After a while, we fell into a steady walking pace with conversation easily starting up.
"You came from Turkey? That's sweet."
She nodded shyly, looking down. "Not really. It's rather boring, but I guess you would say the same about America."
I chuckled, scratching the back of my neck. "Yeah. I think it's just the fact that we grew up there that makes it boring."
She nodded once more, smiling with a giggle. "Uh huh." She looked around, chewing on her glossed lower lip. "So, what's with all of this?"
I followed her line of sight, trying to remember all that I had been shown since coming here. "That's the main building, administration. Beyond that leads to the cafeteria, which the school should be now. I'll introduce you to Rose and my friends."
She nodded excitedly, grabbing hold of my hand. When our palm met, a flash of something strong hit us, building up until we were captured within it. It swirled like a tornado with sparks from fresh fire, a terrifying yet thrilling thing to see; a fire tornado in other words. The spark flayed at my skin, boiled my blood and made my head become dizzy. Hulya's breaths came in at pants, a sweat breaking out on her skin, her hand shaking in mine. Quickly we pulled back from one another and the feelings from before seemed to stop in that instant. We looked at each other with shocked eyes, my mouth floundering open and closed in disbelief. She cleared her throat.
"M-Maybe we should carry on."
I nodded, quickly walking through to the cafeteria, my mind still reeling over what happened. Actually, what did happen? She grabbed hold of my hand and I felt an escalating heat rise swiftly over my skin. That was all, nothing more, really.
I pushed that thought into the back of my mind, not thinking about it any further, and soon we were in the cafeteria, looking around at all the people currently inside –chatting and hanging out. It seemed very mundane compared to what I had just felt –fuck, I said I was going to leave it behind.
Quickly I spotted a flash of blonde hair beside a mop of black. A smile came across my face, while waving, trying to get their attention. Lissa saw us first and gave us a wave before stopping for a moment, confusion coming over her face. She must have noticed that Rose is not with me.
"Hey, Liss. Christian." I then noticed that Eddie was sitting beside them as well. "Oh, hey Eddie."
He nodded in greeting, mouth full with the apple that was currently in his hands, eyes casting a curious look to Hulya before raising an eyebrow in my direction as if asking 'who's the chick and why is she here?'
"Guys, this is Hulya Mazur, she'll be staying with us for a while."
Lissa's eyes sparkled with interest as she smiled brightly, moving to stand from her seat. "Hello, I'm Lissa Dragomir. Just call me Lissa. This is Christian Ozera."
Hulya nodded, taking a seat beside me. "Yes. I know all about you. Princess Dragomir and Lord Ozera, it is nice to formally make your acquaintance. I've heard rather much about the both of you, most of it is probably not true."
Lissa smiled a little shyly. "Yeah, most aren't true, because some people don't seem to be bothered sharing the truth with others. Lies go a long way."
Hulya nodded in agreement, clasping her hands together on the table, eagerly leaning forward to listen to more of Lissa's words. Maybe she was doing that because she's never been around a spirit user before, since they had this very captivating charisma about them.
"So, Hulya. Stevey said your last name is Mazur," Eddie questioned, now finished with the last mouthful of apple.
"Yeah. I was adopted by babaciğim when I was really little." She seemed to blink for a moment before smiling sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I never caught your name."
Eddie smiled, waving slightly. "Edison Castile. Everyone just calls me Eddie, though. Feel free, as well."
She giggled, looking down to the side, almost like she was flirting with him. "It's nice to make your acquaintance, as well, Eddie."
Christian chose that moment to shoot out of his chair like a porcupine had just spiked his ass. His pale hands slammed against the table, eyes boring straight into Hulya's. "Mazur. You couldn't mean Ibrahim Mazur, could you?"
"Ah, yes. Ibrahim Mazur, he prefers being called Abe, however."
Christian's eyes became wide, falling back into his seat with a groan, hands covering his face. "Oh God."
"Is something the matter, honey?" Liss said, a little worried over her boyfriend.
It took me a moment before his overreaction made sense. Ibrahim Mazur had the reputation of a notorious mobster who dealt with illegal products. A rumour going around was that he dealt out Strigoi fangs to those who wanted an extra bite; sometimes he would have Strigoi venom. I had no idea how true that all was but he did happen to make a lot of people fear him. Well, fear and respect him. I was slightly ashamed that it took me a couple of weeks before figuring out the connection between the names.
Ashamed so much that I slapped my palm to my forehead in stupidity.
"I can't believe I didn't make the connection sooner," I said, slumping backwards in my seat.
Hulya looked down, a faint dusting of blush on her cheeks, eyes shadowed with something sad. When she spoke, her voice was like a whisper. "I'm sorry. He's not like that, really. I understand if you don't want anything to do with me anymore."
She swung her legs from under the table, freeing herself to make an exit before Lissa hurried around, grabbing hold of her arm and quickly pulling her into a hug. It seemed to shock the whole table, Hulya the most.
"Don't worry about it. You'll fit in well with us. We're kind of the outcasts here, anyway. A Princess who's sisters with a reckless Dhampir. Said reckless Dhampir now half Strigoi. The boyfriend of the Princess being labelled for his families past. A bouncer. The only normal person here is Eddie."
For some odd reason, Eddie seemed to find offence in this and explained a "hey!"
"Sorry, Eddie. But it's true. You're the most normal out of all of us."
He huffed, taking another bite of the apple in his hand. Did he happen to get another one because this one looked fuller than before?
Hulya, once getting over the shock, looked to meet Lissa's eyes. "R-Really?"
"Really," Christian called from his seat, smirking his infamous smirk. "I'm sure with a dangerous father like that you'll have a ball around Rose. Speaking of Rose, where the hell is she?" That question was obviously pointed towards myself.
So I just shrugged, hoping to piss him off a little, after all what did he want with my sister? Probably just to annoy her. When I only received silence, I sighed to start my answer.
"She met Abe, secrets got revealed, she got angered so instead of hurting me, she ran off. To where? I have no clue."
Lissa, kind of a mother hen towards anything or anyone to do with Rose, looked over worriedly at me. "Were you hurt too badly?"
My eyes rolled. "No, mother. I'm fine. Neck's a bit sore but I'm fine."
"Neck? Stephaniel Donahugh, exactly what happened."
"She grabbed me by the neck. Nothing I couldn't handle," I tried to wave it off, giving Lissa a look that said 'we will talk later.'
She seemed to accept that for now, but another question probably entered her mind. Probably one that I wouldn't answer, well unless Rose wanted Lissa to know and let's face it; there really isn't a lot that Rose doesn't want Lissa to know.
She turned to me, one white fang worrying into her lower lip. She looked rather nervous, which was kind of funny. I've never seen the Princess worried before, though I'm told she use to worry so much.
"Stevey, why did Rose run away?"
"Well, she didn't really run away, more like she got pissed and ran off to calm down."
"Please just tell me why." Her large jade eyes became impossibly wider, doing some sort of puppy-dog eyes on me.
And they were fucking working.
I let out a sigh, rolling my head and smiling when hearing a satisfying crack.
"The whole reason Abe Mazur is down here, is because our mother contacted him. He came down because he wanted to. That pissed off Rose."
"Why would it piss off Buffy?" Christian asked. Sometimes it was easy to see that the fire user actually cared for Rose, in a sort of sisterly way.
This time it was I who worried my lower lip. A warm hand placed against my upper arm in comfort –I'm guessing –and I turned my head to see who it was. Hulya. For a moment I was left waiting for that familiar tornado feeling to consume me once more, however it did not. I waiting for a long moment, still nothing. Maybe the first time was just my imagination. Yeah, that had to be it. She also smiled, a charming and well-mannered smile. A kind of smile that Lissa would pull, that royalty and the privileged were taught.
I tried my best to smile in return, it didn't sooth my worried nerves, however.
Lissa wanted an answer and was kind of impatient when wanting it, indicated by her foot tapping at the ground.
"Fine. Don't blame me if Rose gets pissed because you guys know about it before she told you, though," I took a deep breath, steeling my nerves, well trying to. "Ibrahim Mazur, or Abe as people call him, asked if he could come here to see his children."
"I don't see how that would anger Rose, though."
"Because it just so happens that his children share the same genetic material as Janine Hathaway."
Sadly it took a while for the others to get the meaning as to what I had said. A very long while. So long that I could have run the whole perimeter of the school twice before they finally caught on. When they did, they had the modesty to look ashamed.
"Wait, so you're saying that yours and Buffy's father is Abe Mazur."
I nodded, rolling my eyes.
"Holy fucking shit," Christian exclaimed, running a hand through his hair before his forehead made contact with the table.
"Man, Rose is lucky. And you are, as well, Stevey." Eddie commented, sighing while resting his cheek within his palm.
"I wouldn't say 'lucky.' More like… Badass."
At that moment, Lissa quickly waved her hands to get our attention. "Sorry, everyone. But I have to leave. I'm a little late with a meeting with Kirova. She wanted to ask me something about spirit users. I'll be back in time for the next classes," she bent down, eagerly kissing Christian's lips before pulling back and making her leave.
Lissa
Something didn't really feel right with this new girl. She comes in with a rather shady Moroi, apparently, with this nice and sweet attitude. Not that being a genially sweet person is a bad thing, just that it was rather strange when you're seen with Ibrahim Mazur. I didn't want to make Hulya feel unwelcomed, though: she did seem pretty friendly with Stevey.
After leaving the cafeteria, I made my way down to guest housing hoping I could catch Guardian Hathaway without Abe Mazur around her. However, that seemed rather unlikely due to the fact that they are both Rose's parents. I tried to hurry as fast as I could without catching peoples attentions, which seemed to be going along fine and soon enough I was standing in front of the door that I was sure would lead to the Guardian's temporary living quarters.
I knocked twice, waiting until hearing a soft yet firm 'come in.'
I opened the door, entering to see that Janine was sitting on her couch by herself, thankfully.
"Princess, what a surprise for you to visit," she got up to stand, bowing in respect.
"Please, Guardian Hathaway, call me Lissa."
"Right, than, Lissa," she seemed a little reluctant in saying it. "What can I do for you?"
"I'd actually like to talk about why Mister Mazur and Hulya are here."
"Princess, to be fair, it is none of your business why Mister Mazur is currently staying at the school."
"However, Guardian Hathaway, it shall be my problem if I so concern it to be. Rose is my sister, basically, and nothing will stop me from protecting her. Not even her mother or alleged father."
She seemed to think about this for a while before letting out a sigh. "Take a seat, then."
So I did, taking one right from the larger couch, crossing my legs over while getting comfortable in the seat. She did the same, except she placed her clasped hands together on her knees.
"What is it that you want to know Princess?"
"I did say you could call me Lissa, Guardian Hathaway. Although, maybe we should get away from that while we speak. I would like to know about Hulya Mazur."
Janine sighed, eyes closing for moment before she spoke. "She was raised by Mister Mazur in Turkey, attending an all-girls academy going by the name of Saint Ita. She has two elder siblings, both of which do not know she exists. She also has two younger siblings, going by the same conditions as her elders, yet she knows about them all. She has no strikes on her, never so much as said a bad word as far as I know. Her middle name is Aga, a Turkish name meaning sword. That is all I know on her, Princess. Anything more than you would need to speak with Mister Mazur or Hulya herself."
I nodded my head, a little upset that I didn't get what I was after. I said my thanks before leaving the room, heading towards my own to quickly grab a book I had forgot to grab this morning. Before leaving my room, however, I grabbed a pen and quickly wrote down on a sticky note.
Research the birth of Rosemarie Hathaway and Stephaniel Donahugh.
Me: Alright, end of chapter! Sorry that it's taken so damn long, but for some reason this chapter tries to elude me from being written. I would like to tell you all, however, that the next three chapters are already planned. Just need to write them.
Stevey: Next chapter, you get to see my badass side, ladies. *Winks*
Me: If I allow you to have a badass side.
Stevey: You're just being bitchy to your favourite. I can handle it.
Me: Who said you were my favourite? Alard is my favourite, just ask everyone.
Stevey: Stop lying to yourself! I know that you love me with all your heart.
Me: … Anyway. I finally got the Black Veil Brides new album, and that really helped me finish it writing it. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, favourited or followed this story. You guys also helped me get through this slump. Can't promise a new chapter any time soon since I've got a few things to do. However, I have one question for you all.
Why does Lissa want to know about the birth of her best friend and her brother?
The first person to guess right will be told the full story as to why. Minus a few major parts.
Stevey: Until then. I'll see all my lovely ladies later, and don't try to miss me too much.