Dimitri POV.

I looked out at the City lights, trying to feel the connection that Nat says I have with it. The city is quite beautiful but the feeling of familiarity that I should feel, doesn't come to me. My name is Austin Bellamy. I am a Martial Arts instructor. I have to protect Natasha. I don't know what I am protecting her from but, I will know what to do when the threat presents itself. I love the hustle and bustle of Minneapolis but I value the quiet. I grew up here with Natasha, we both met in the foster system. My parents are gone, and I have no other family. Natasha's parents killed someone and then tried to kill her. That is how she got the scar on her face, she almost died protecting herself. She went on to learn self defense and decided to make a career out of it. She says she never wanted to feel that defenseless ever again.

We have been best friends for forever until one day when I asked her to be my girlfriend. I feel like I remember all of this but it's the weirdest thing, I can't picture any of it in my head. I have been trying to but it's all foggy. It's almost like my brain has been programmed in some way. I told this to Nat one day and she looked at me like I was crazy. She excused me of becoming a paranoid Schizophrenic. So here I am trying to piece together what Is going on with me. We own a Martial Arts studio called Five element Martial Arts. Nat picked the name, she has a fascination with the elements, especially fire. I never really believed in all of that shit but when she talks about it, I believe her. It doesn't surprise me that she loves fire, her personality is as hot as a volcano. If you get her mad enough, she will irrupt like one too.

I looked down at my cell phone and saw I had an email. I read it and my blood ran cold. This was my email for scheduling sessions, handling complaints, and doing any business for the studio. The feeling that came with the message gave me chills. I could not explain it but I knew this person on the other side of the email. I knew I could not tell Nat about this.

You there?

-R

I could not explain this but I knew I couldn't tell her. I turned my head slightly and looked at my calendar. I had a class to teach today. It was a beginner class at the start of the spring. Today was the first day of this workshop. It was 15 lessons on basic self defense, you would be able to defend yourself on a basic level after. It was our most popular workshop, as it was a great deal and you learn a lot. We do the workshop in the Spring, fall, and summer and we also have advanced classes as well. Some go on to learn more, but most leave after the Self defense 101 workshop. It paid the bills though, as it was 200 dollars a person.

Our class size is always maxed out at 30 people. Our studio cannot comfortably fit more than that. We have wait lists for people who sign up after it is full and they have first dibs on spots for next season. I looked down at my watch and decided to change into some workout clothes. I put on some black workout pants and a grey T-shirt. I went out and set out some towels for people, in case they got too sweaty. People started to file in and I smiled at all of them.

"Hey Austin'', My friend Bobby, said happily. He had been taking a couple boxing lessons here with Bri, our boxing instructor, and we hit it off. I told him he should try out this workshop and he signed up. As everyone filed in I shook their hands and Introduced myself. It was a good place to establish trust with them. A lot of people who come in here have their walls up and it's hard to teach people who don't trust you. They all lined up about 6 ft apart in rows of six. I stood at the front of the gym-where the mirror was.

"Okay Everyone, Thanks for coming in tonight. I hope that this class can help you out in your self defense journey. Our first lesson is in trusting your instructor. It is hard to teach without a level of trust. My name is Austin Bellamy and I've been teaching self defense for 5 years-fighting for 10." The words coming out of my mouth felt like a lie. What was wrong with me? I went through the rest of the class with a trust building exercise. Everyone started to file out, leaving the towels untouched. I started mopping the gym floor, making sure the mud from people's shoes was cleaned up. I finished closing up the studio and went into my office. I saw Nat springing up from my chair, looking guilty. I gave her a weird look.

"What were you doing on my err-computer?" She looked at me with a frantic look. I knew what was about to come out of her mouth was going to be a lie.

" I was um-I couldn't get into my computer and I needed to check a phone number-Kates check bounced." She looked down and I could feel something was was like my brain was trying to break through a cloud of smoke.

"Nat, please tell me what's going on. You have been acting so strange-guilty almost. If you need to tell me something, just tell me," I said desperately. She came over and kissed me hard, trying to distract me. I kissed back and something felt off-like it was wrong to be kissing her.

"You are changing the subject," I said, Knowingly. She just sighed and gave me an inpatient look.

Dim-Err-Austin I really do not know what to tell you," She said, seemingly nervous. What was she going to call me? Was she cheating on me? Something in my brain told me it was bigger than that. The smoke again was covering the truth. It was like I needed to remember something but the smoke was blocking me from it. I had not felt like this in my life-Yes you have, a voice in my head told me. What was this feeling? I knew what it was but the smoke isn't letting me know why I felt it. My brain was trying to break through a barrier of some sort. I wasn't very successful in it, but it was something-knowing there was some sort of barrier I needed to fight.

I knew Nat wasn't going to break tonight so I walked away without another word. My brain was pulling me toward that email, the one from earlier, and I pulled out my Cell phone. I clicked on my email app and nothing was there. The email was gone, without a trace. I knew Nat had to have deleted it, that had to be why she was on my computer. She must not have realized I had my Droid on me. She thought she was smarter than me and got to it before I did. This raised many questions. Who was emailing me? Why did I feel so damn connected to this "R" and why is Nat not wanting me to know about them. This all but confirmed that there was something weird going on. I knew I needed to break this barrier in order to figure out what it was. I walked up the stairs, into our apartment above the studio. I took a shower and fell into a deep sleep.

I drifted away until I was looking at an interrogation room. I was sitting at the table, bolted to the floor. I was in my normal clothes-What was happening? Where in the fuck am I? It feels so real that for a second, I thought I traveled dimensions or something. The door to the room opened and a young man walked through it. He had hair styled messily-seemingly on purpose. He smiled at me and sat across from me. I had never seen him before-

You have seen him. You know him.

The voice, that sounded like mine with an accent, told me.

"I thought this was a fitting place, huh cradle Robber?" Cradle Robber? What does that mean? Is he saying that because I was a Foster kid? That was the only reason I could think of. I was so confused, I didn't know what this was.

"Who are you? I was truly asking. He looked at me like I had grown two heads. He squinted his eyes, like he was trying to look at my soul.

"Forget about me already, Dhampir?" He said with a snarky attitude. What the hell is a Dhampir? Was I really in another dimension?

You.

The accent was back. Me? I don't even know what a Dhampir was. How could I be one?

"What's a Dhampir?" I was confused. He again looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was crazy. Something told me it was more than that though.

"Dimitri, what the hell is going on?" I looked at him and noticed the name. Dimitri. It sounded about what Natasha was going to call me.

That's your name.

"Who are you?" I asked. He looked at me concerned.

"Adrain. Adrian Ivashkov. Looks I have a lot of explaining to do." He said.

You are a Dhampir. Your name is Dimitri. You are a guardian.

AHH okay guys, how did you like confused Dimitri? Just to clarify he thinks he's human and Tasha is a human. I have a feeling somebody has been practicing compulsion. Its no match for Dimitri though, PLease leave a review and tell me what you think its going to happen next.