Sorry for the long wait been writing my other story if you haven't read it please do and tell me what you think. Anyway here it is chapter 2! So excited!

Disclaimer: I think everyone knows I'm not Richelle Mead and I don't know any of the characters. (Not even Dimitri. Sobs)

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Chapter 2

DPOV

I could hear someone talking.

Soon, I recognized the voice as Dr. Olenski's voice. She was speaking to someone in a rather loud voice.

"It is actually quite miraculous" – she was saying. – "even with the loss of blood he should be able to be fully recovered in a matter of days".

"Yes, it is" – someone answered. Alberta. – "Luckily. Guardian Hathaway says that Rose was able to shove the strigoi away from Belicov before he could finish feeding." – There was something off about her voice when she spoke about Roza. Oh Roza. I love her so much. Even if my memories were still a bit foggy I knew I owned Rose my life. I need to see her, make sure she is okay. My mind kept replaying our night of the cabin. Had it really just been a couple of days ago?

"Excuse me guardian Petrov" – said another voice. Guardian Alto.

"What is it?"

"We have recovered all the bodies but two." – I felt my heart sank. That mean that two of our people had been either turned strigoi or taken as snacks, and judging by the way the few surviving strigoi had to run away after our attack the latter option wasn't very likely.

"We'll have to notify the family of the deceased, who are they?" – Alberta asked.

"The two novices that came with us, Meredith Jones (don't know her real last name ha ha) and Rose Hathaway." Suddenly, I felt as if my heart was being ripped out of my chest. All I could think about was: "no, no my Roza, please". Then everything hit me. All my memories about last night came rushing back, from the blond strigoi taking me down, to feeling his teeth sinking in my flesh. And then seeing Roza getting hit in the head and dropping to the ground. And then someone carrying me away. Then blackness.

I was suddenly out of bed and heading towards the exit. I could hear Alberta's voice telling me to go back and lay down but I just ignored her.

As soon as I was out of the clinic I sprinted towards Lissa's room. I knew that if someone could help me find Rose it was her. When I reached her dorm I knocked rather impatiently at her door.

"Guardian Belicov? I thought you were still at the clinic…" - she said as she opened the door. Then her face lit up – "Did you found…?"

"No. I need your help. I need to find Rose." – I interrupted her.

"I'm sorry guardian Belicov but the bond it's just one way there's nothing I can…" – I interrupted again.

"That wasn't what I meant." – I said – "I need you to lend me some money. So I can go find Rose."

"I know you two were close but I didn't think why you would..."

"I love her" – I blurted out. I hadn't meant it to slip but I was just desperate. And judging by the look of disbelief in Lissa's face I could tell Rose hadn't told her about us.

"What…what do you mean? I don't ..."

"There's no time for me to explain, look I made a promise to her. I have to save her. Please" – I don't know what drive her to help me but finally she just nodded and turn around to her room. When she was back she was holding a roll of money.

"This should be enough but if you need anything else please call me." – I nod and she nod back before closing the door. I could see the tears in her eyes.

I quickly returned to my room and packed a few things. I knew what I had to do. As much as it killed me to think about it. Rose was most likely dead or a strigoi now. But I had a promise to fulfill to her. She once told me that if she ever became a strigoi she would want to be killed. And I loved her too much not to comply with her last wish.

RPOV

I was yanked out of Lissa's mind by the sound of the door opening. I immediately put myself in a fitting stance. If I was going down, I was going down fighting.

"Ahh the famous Rosemarie Hathaway." – The strigoi at the door told me. He was the same strigoi that had fed off Dimitri – "so you are the spectacular novice that managed to kill Isaiah and Elena." – He was almost as tall as Dimitri and had blond hair. He looked like he had been a moroi before he had been awakened.

"The one and only. Why, want tips on fighting?"- I answered him with a smirk. I will show him no fear, no matter how they plan to kill me.

Apparently though he didn't seem to appreciate my keen sense of humor so before I knew it he approach me and had me pin to the wall while grabbing my arm and twisting it behind my back. I gasped in pain as he laughed.

"You don't know who you are dealing with, damphir." – He whispered on my ear. – "you are nothing, and I will make you suffer so much you will wish you were dead. And then I will awaken you. You will be a fine addition to our lines." – I felt my blood go cold as I pictured myself as a strigoi. No mercy, no conscious about what I was doing. Up until now, I thought that my only two possibilities were that I either got out or got killed. But I hadn't realized that they could turn me until now. Then he was suddenly not pinning me anymore. Another strigoi had come in as he had been talking and was now throwing the blond strigoi against the opposite wall.

"I thought I'd told you not to touch her."- he growled at blondie.

"But Martin I..." – blondie didn't finish because with lighting speed Martin throws him against another wall.

"Next time you disobey my orders you will have bigger issues to worry about than some snarky comments. Like having you head still attach to your body." – Martin said with a deadly voice. I didn't doubt he would carry through with his menace.

After that blondie pretty much sprinted for the exit, but not before he throw me a deadly glare. If looks could kill I would be dead on the floor right now. Then Martin turns to me and starts to walk in my direction. I immediately put myself in a fighting stance. Martin looks old, not as in gray hair kind of old but in an ancient kind of way. Like he has been walking earth for some time.

"Okay, this is really simple damphir. You give, we give. We want information. In exchange we make your dead as pain free as possible. If not, we'll do it so painful you'll end up telling us what we want to know either way. We might even awaken you and after you tell us we'll kill you."

"Wow, that is kind of blunt don't you think? But sorry, dying isn't in my schedule. What If I kick all of your asses and then I leave?" – I was bluffing of course. I didn't know where I was, and I didn't know how many strigoi where there. But I was hoping that if I make him talk I might be able to buy some time until help got here. If help ever got here.

"What we want is quite simple actually." – He said as if I hadn't said anything. –"pretty much we want information on how to kidnap princess Dragomir."

"What? Are you crazy do you seriously think I'm going to give you Lissa? And what do you even want her for?"

"to make a statement." He said simply. "She is the last of her bloodline, killing her will be a powerful message, one that makes moroi see that strigoi are stronger than them and their pathetic guardians. That there is no safe place anymore."

"Sorry for crashing down your little dream but you are not going to do that because I will never tell you anything that will harm Lissa."

"We'll see about that."

And indeed he did.

I don't remember how much time passed. Could have been hours, could have been days. After beating me up, in which he broke my right arm and a few ribs, he tied me to the bed and grabbed a knife. At first I thought he was going to slice my throat with it but he had worse plans for me. He started cutting me, in my arms my legs my torso, not deep enough to cause real damage but enough to hurt like hell. After he was finished. He left leaving me there bloodied and hurting. Promising to come back later to see if I had 'reconsidered' his offer. Only after he had left I allowed myself to shed a few tears of pain and frustration. I felt impotence. He would continue doing this to me until I crack of die. I couldn't betray Lissa but I didn't know how much time could I stand this.

"Dimitri where are you…." – I thought before I passed out.

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