Chapter 3

RPOV

When I woke up I was on the ground in a gutter and it was the middle of the night (or day for the moroi) and it was pitch black. I looked around and I felt as if I were going to collapse any second and my eyes wouldn't stay open much longer so I let the darkness take me and I fell into a dreamless sleep. When I woke up again my head was throbbing like hell. I looked around but didn't recognize anything and it was hard to see much considering how dark it was. Where on earth am I? I stood up but fell back down again. The pain in my head was just too much. I don't remember anything! I only remember the word Rose and the word Belikov.

Why do I only remember that? I looked around again. This is so frustrating what does Belikov mean and why am I thinking about a rose? The pain in my head was getting that much worse. The pain soon became too much that I let out a shriek and passed out. When I woke up again it was almost daylight I'm guessing around 4 in the morning (P.s I'm talking in human time) I started to walk down the street, well more like limp and I kept groaning in agony. Why do things hurt so much I asked myself. And why can't I remember my own name! I kept walking until I was outside this very homey looking house before I passed out for the second time this night.

When I woke up I was on a couch and it was very comfortable. I looked around my surroundings; I was in a house with lots of photos it looked like there was a family living here. I wonder why I was in here. I sat up and rested my head on the back of the couch. I noticed I had a blanket on me and wrapped it around me and tucked it under my chin and under my feet. I kept looking around the room until I felt someone come into the room. I looked up to see who it was. It was a woman she looked around 40 or so and she held a plate of food in her hands. She looked over to me and smiled, she walked over towards me and put the food down on the table in front of me and came over to sit next to me on the couch.

She started talking to me in another language that I didn't recognize the sound of. She must have noticed my dumbfounded expression cause she stoped talking dor a moment. When she started talking again it was in English thank goodness. "Hi, I'm Olena Belikov. Me and my family found you outside on the street passed out this morning after hearing a scream I came running out and it looked like someone hit you over the head so we brought you in here" she smiled at me. Her smile was nice and welcoming. I relaxed a bit. "Oh and you kept murmuring the word Belikov so we were wondering if you knew up by any chance?" she asked.

"Hi… umm thanks for doing that for me and umm could I ask by any chance where um am I?" I asked her. She looked at me confused before answering "Your in Russia dear" ok do I come from Russia I didn't think so. Where do I come from? "Umm why am I in Russia" I asked her. She gave a small frown. "What's your name honey?" she asked me. I didn't even know my own name, what was my name. This is so frustrating why don't I know my own name? "I umm I don't know what's my name or where I come from…I don't remember anything" I answered her with a frown of my own. "Oh dear oh dear" She kept repeating over and over to herself. "YEVA!" she eventually screamed out to who I'm guessing is a person she wants to come over. A few seconds later an elderly woman came out. Wow did she look scary!

She murmured something in Russian to Olena, and Olena answered her then turned to me. "Well dear were going to have to take you to a hospital" she said kindly to me. For some reason I don't think I like hospitals and that I use to go there a lot.

"Come on deary" Olena said too me while helping me up. I looked down at what I was wearing, I was wearing a red boob tube and black and red flannel pyjamas pants. I let Olena help me outside and into a car that they had. Yeva said something in Russian I think since that's where we were and they were Russian so I'm guess that's what language they were talking. And Olena replied before Yeva walked back into the house. Olena then climbed into the drivers seat and we took off towards a hospital. The car ride was silent but neither of us minded. I was quit content until we came in view of the hospital.

"Ok I don't know who I am where I come from or anything but…I have this eerie feeling that I hate hospitals," I stated. She just laughed and shook her head as she parked. "Well deary I don't blame you," she said to me before we both got out of the car. We walked into the hospitals waiting area and Olena told me to take a seat and that she would be right back. She walked over to the front desk and came back a few minutes later.

~Chapter by ChellaVampa~