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Chapter 5

He looked back at me, obviously conflicted. "Come on, lets go with her. Might as well go see what the hell is going on." And with that, the two of us raced after her, the others following closely behind us.

PPOV

Damnit, how hard is it to watch one single two year old? I thought to myself.

I mean sure, Ruby may be able to chase and catch a squirrel, or bird, or any other rodent, and yeah she may bite and be very loud, but seriously? She is not that hard to look after. Just wear her energy out, give her some food and water and she will sleep for a good two hours. But no, instead of doing what he was supposed to do, the babysitter got my baby girl sick.

Okay, fine. Maybe it wasn't actually his fault that Ruby is sick, but I was already in a bad mood because of my fight with Belikov earlier so I wasn't exactly in the greatest mood. Sure, I used to have a blast messing with him (and apparently I still do), but he still irritates the hell out of me. I guess some things never change.

When I reached the parking lot of the run-down apartment complex that I live in, I looked behind me and saw that just like I hoped, Dimitri was trying to figure out what the hell was going on, and even better, he brought multiple people to witness his own downfall. Okay, fine maybe I'm exaggerating a bit by calling it his downfall, but that would be just as fun to watch, if not better.

I smirked waiting for them to catch up once I reached the entrance to the building. They actually weren't that far behind me, maybe twenty or so feet, considering that along with the two other guardians, there were four mori and an alchemist tagging along.

"Took you long enough"I muttered. "Well so sorry that not all of us include a fricken marathon in our daily work-out routine"One of the mori said, trying to catch his breath. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

He was tall, maybe 6'3". He had brown hair that was styled to look kinda messy, green eyes, and pasty skin (all mori did). He was wearing a pair of dark jeans that looked brand new, and a scarlet colored button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the first two buttons down were undone.

"Can someone please tell me what the heck is going on", another mori panted. I recognized her as Vasilisa Dragomir, the queen of the mori world. "Nah." I stated. "Don't really feel like it."

She was wearing a blue denim skirt that stopped just above her knees, a white cardigan over a plain lilac tank top that complemented her jade green eyes. Her long, platinum hair was tied in a braid down her back. She also wore a pair of simple black ballet flats, an emerald pendant on a silver chain around her neck, and what appeared to be an engagement ring. Interesting. I thought to myself.

"You can either tell us what the hell is going on or Ill beat it out of you", one of the guardians said, Hathaway I think was her name, through clenched teeth.

She may not have been that tall, but she was intimidating as hell. Not that I would admit it to her of course. Her long brown, almost black, waist length hair was pulled back into a loose bun, a few strands falling around her face, from running I assumed. She wasn't dressed like your average guardian though, then again, from what I have heard, she wasn't your average guardian.

She had on a pair of faded jeans and a white tee-shirt under a short black jacket. She also had a pendant shaped like an eye, hanging around her neck and a bracelet with what I think was the Dragomir family crest on it, I didn't see it too well though so I could have been wrong. She had on black tennis shoes and her stake on her hip.

"You can try but I doubt that the end result would work out in your favor." I smirked. She made a low growling sound and glared at me, one hand was on the stake at her hip, and the other was clenched into a fist. I wondered if she had a temper that could rival my own.

The others finally caught up. One of them was a mori with jet black hair and ice blue eyes. He wore black jeans, a black shirt and jacket, and black tennis shoes. Guess he likes to wear a lot of black. I thought.

The other mori looked much younger than everybody else in the group, 15 or 16 at most. She wore her medium brown hair down, stopping just a bit past her shoulder blades. She had on a pair of dark blue jean shorts that stopped just past her knees and a canary yellow shirt that had white stitching along the hem and the seam. It had a neckline that stopped just below her collar bone and sleeves that stopped just before her elbow. She wore white strappy sandals that were flat, a silver heart shaped locked around her neck and what looked like colorful woven friendship bracelets on her arm. Her eyes were the same jade green as Vasilisa's. This must be Vasilisa's half sister. I thought.

The alchemists golden blonde hair that was tied up neatly in a tight bun and she had dark amber colored eyes. She wore a professional looking charcoal blazer and matching pants with a crisp white shirt and black ballet flats. She had a small cross around her neck that appeared to have small flowers, which were nearly invisible, on it and the signature metallic golden lilly on her cheek that alchemists had. She was also really thin, mori thin, and she looked like you could snap her in half as easily as you could with a toothpick.

The fourth person was a dampher with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. He wore your typical guardian uniform, white shirt, black blazer, black pants and stake.

"Easy Roza" said the last person in the group, chuckling. "She isn't going to hurt anyone." He had chin length brown hair that hung loosely and chocolate brown eyes. He wore jeans, a grey tee-shirt and tan combat boots along with his signature brown duster. I wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't even taken it off since the last time I saw him. I hate that damn thing, I really don't know why though. Maybe it was just because he irritated me so much, which is a completely rational reason for hating it.

She turned to him and crossed her arms. "How do you know? She could attack at any second. We don't know her and she just took down two strigoi by herself, I think that if she wanted to hurt one of them" she said pointing towards the mori and alchemist, "she would be able to. She is a potential threat to Lissa and all of the others safety. You cannot be sure that she isn't going to hurt

anyone." She said, anger clearly shown in her voice.

"I know her, and I know that if she wanted to hurt anyone of us, she would have already done it." He replied calmly, which made me pissed off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I started. "Who the hell said that I don't want to hurt any of you, I want to rip your eyes out then slit your throat after I get bored of listening to your screams of pain and agony, slit your throat right where your voice box is so that you cant make any noise and I then watch you die in one of the most painful ways imaginable." I started pointing at Dimitri. "But will I? Not at the moment. There is a difference between wanting to hurt someone and actually doing it. So no, I will not hurt anyone of you because I have no reason to hurt the rest of you. Now if you all were to happen to witness me murdering him" I pointed at Dimitri again "then I would have a reason to hurt the rest of you." I stated matter-o-factly.

Belikov just rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Now what is it you want?" He said giving me a I-am-dead-serious-do-not-mess-with-me look.

"I think I should be the one asking you that. You're the ones who followed me home, I just asked you if you were coming or not. I never made you come over here."

He narrowed his eyes at me then gave an exasperated sigh. "Lets just get this over with." he muttered. I glared at him and opened the door to the front entrance of the building.

"Whatever. Fine. Are you coming or not?" I asked. He gave me a slight nod, which made Guardian Hathaway give him an -are-you-kidding-me look. He either didn't notice or he just decided to ignore her because he just started following me. She sighed and motioned the others to follow, nodding towards the blonde guardian, probably telling him to stay alert. He nodded back and the rest started following me to my shitty apartment.

After we walked up three flights of stairs and then down the long hallway, we finally reached my apartment. I opened the door, knowing that it would be unlocked. Within seconds of me opening the door, a little ginger beagle was bolting in our direction, barking at the intruders. "Hi sweetie, how are you? I missed you!" I cooed at the dog. She jumped up to say hello to me then went to bark at the unknown intruders.

RPOV

"Awww! She is so cute!" Lissa squealed. The dog took an immediate liking towards her and was already showering her with kissed. I gaged. How did she let a dog lick her face? It was bad enough that I had to watch her and Christian, but now I also have to watch her and the dog suck each-others faces? Blech. "Whats her name?" asked Jill excitedly. She too was receiving dog kisses now and the two sisters were in love.

"Ruby." Pandora stated, smiling at the three of them. Wait what? We came all the way up here to see a damn dog? What the hell? What kind of dog had a babysitter? I looked at Dimitri and was about to say something but he seemed oblivious to his surroundings. His attention was on something, or should I say someone else. I followed his gaze and saw that he was paying attention to a man with platinum blonde hair, similar to Lissa's, who was sitting on the couch playing some video game, unaware that anyone was around. For the second time that night, he looked as if he had seen a ghost, however this time, he seemed much more shocked, in fact, he almost seemed to be afraid of the person who was in front of him. The man shouted in what I assumed to be victory, throwing his hands up. "YES! I finally beat it!" Pandora walked over and smacked him on the back of his head. "Hey, what was that for?" he asked, clearly caught off guard. She glared at him, then nodded her head in our direction. He turned to look and the smile on his face vanished. I was about to ask Dimitri who this was, but he answered it for me. His eyes widened as the the man turned to look at us.

"Ivan." he whispered.

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