Hai there! I'm writing stories again, finally! Anyway, chapter 5! Enjoy!

Roma sulked back to her room as she thought of Darren. What was his problem? How come every single guy she likes end up hating on her? As she headed towards her room, Roma heard someone yell and fall. By the sound of the heavy 'thud' and skidding sound, it was a crash and burn. It was probably a stupid, clumsy young adult male.

She let out a little giggle.

She felt the man's anger like a furnace, "Whatcha laughin' at, bitch?"

Roma stopped giggling, "No, I'm not laughing at you. Sorry." she grimaced and started to walk away again. But she was suddenly stopped by a firm grasp on her arm as the man yanked her towards him. His long, slender fingers brushed against Roma's lip. She could smell beer on him.

"You're drunk."

The man ignored her as he pulled her closer to him. Roma struggled but his grip was too tight.

"Let me go."

The man chuckled, "I don't think so."

He reached inside her jeans, touching her privates, Roma growled/moaned. She hated herself for doing it. She heard him lick his lips, "Gods...I always wanted to jump ya' bones..."

Roma slung around with sudden strength and raked his face with her claws. The man let out a almighty yowl as he shoved Roma to the ground. She could smell his blood, the smell coming fast and strong...and delicious...

Dammit Roma! Control yourself!

"I'm gonna kill ya, ya little whore!" Roma felt a heavy weight land on her, driving the air out of her lungs. She kicked out wildly, hoping to get the man off her. She struck gold. She kicked him in the crotch, making the man scream and screech with pain. Roma felt a sudden surge of anger. Getting up, she walked towards the man, who was rolling on the ground, and kicked him, hard. She kicking and kicking...wanting to rip out his throat...to make him pay.

People started to gather around, staring at her like she totally lost it.

"ROMA!" A loud voice shouted. Roma stopped attacking and feared for the worse on who the speaker was. Darren Shan.

She suddenly felt weak and small. Embarrassed too, "S-sire..."

"Ya' crazy...She's crazy!" The man that Roma just attacked stammered, trying to get away from her.

Darren was glaring at Roma, "Someone help the poor man, now," He growled as Roma heard him come towards her. She could hear nothing else but the rapid, hatred fueled heart in his broad chest. Roma lowered her head in shame. How could she let this happen? She knew she always had a violent side, but she thought she could control it.

"Everyone, leave now." Darren commanded as he stopped in front of Roma. When the crowd started to part, Roma felt the shame rise in her even more. She looked away from where she felt the prince standing.

There was a moment of deathly silence as the two stood only a foot away from each other, "Roma, how could you? How could you attack a comrade?"

"He tried to-"

"I don't care on what he 'tried' to do to you! As what I see, you're not hurt, he's the one that was!" Her superior shouted at her, his anger almost suffocating Roma. She swallowed back fear and forced the tears that wanted to come out back.

"B-but sire, he touched me, what else was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, scream, run, or do whatever you girls are good at, not ATTACKING someone," Darren shook his head. Roma was looking at him with big sightless eyes. There was sadness and disappointment in them.

Darren turned around to walk away.

"If I'm to become a General, aren't I supposed to defend myself? I don't wanna be a coward and run away," the vampire woman said softly. Darren stopped and looked back at her. He was quite surprised Roma spoke up like that.

He snorted, "Like you would become one, anyway."

"B-but..." Roma paused, swallowing the hurt she felt at his remark, "But weren't you a boy when you became a prince? And you skipped being a General?" she seemed to look around the stony chamber they were in, like she could see.

"Yes, I was a young boy when I became a prince, and I also did skip becoming a General, what does it matter?"

"If you were a boy when you became prince, how come I can't be a General?"

Darren blinked, why can't she just realize she can not become one? "You're blind."

Roma gaped at him as he continued to speak, "I will see you in the morning, Roma."

With that he walked down the hall and disappeared.

Weeks past when Roma and Prince Darren started to train together. It was winter time. Outside the mountain it was snowing, covering the ground with a blanket of white. The two always trained outside, much to Roma's horror.

Each time Darren didn't hesitate to attack her at full force, which she was expected to dodge, usually failing and ending up with deeps scars or nasty bruises. But she was getting stronger, better, more skilled. The training also helped her senses get stronger. She didn't need eyes, she had her sense of smell, hearing, and touch.

But afterward, Roma felt so tired that she could barely stand, she needed her father to help her to her room.

"How was training today, Roma?"

Roma was eating at a long table next to a random vampire and her father in the kitchen hall, "It was fine, Father." she lied as she dug her spoon around the bat broth she was eating.

"Fine?" Gavner sat closer to his daughter, adding the warmth that Roma's fur coat already gave her. She nuzzled his shoulder, "Yes Father, it was fine, stop fretting," she smiled up at him, "Want the rest of my soup?"

"Yes, please." Roma felt the bowl being removed from her hands, feeling her father's large hands brush against her wrist, "Roma, I'm going to New York for a mission tomorrow."

"NEW YORK?! You mean New York the city, right?"

Gavner sighed, "Roma, what else would I mean?"

"But that's in America! And we live in-"

"Alaska, I know, my lass," (I'm just guessing were Vampire Mountain is)

"Why are you going?" Roma asked quietly.

"I'm going because there were reports of vampaneze activity and killings there, me and a group of others are going to check it out."

"But won't they be gone by the time you get there?"

"I'm pretty sure they won't."

"But what if they are?"

"I'm sure they won't."

The two were silent for a moment, Roma broke the uneasy silence, "How long will you be gone, Father?"

Gavner looked down, "It will probably take us two weeks to get out of the territory, plus if we flit, that would take us a few hours. And we'll be staying in New York for..." Gavner paused. "four to six months."

"What? Father..." Roma has never been separated from her father for more than one week, and him suddenly leaving for months...she didn't know what to say, really. Gavner said no more as he ate in silence.

Roma buried her head in her father's heavy leather coat, breathing in his scent as tears streamed down her cheeks as he held her close.

Today was the day when Gavner and a group of other vampires were leaving the mountain for months.

"Father..."

Gavner stroked her head and nuzzled his nose into it, wanting to remember her scent, too, "Oh my little lassy, I will miss you so much. I...I never left you for this long since the day your mother died..."

Roma tried swallowing back the tears that came unmercifully out, but it was hard, "Oh Father...I'm gonna miss you too."

"See you later, Roma, and be a good girl." Gavner let go to Roma as she stood crying as he joined the group of vampires gathered next to the giant gate that led to the outside. The rest of the vampires finished their goodbyes to their friends and family.

Roma felt a rush of cold wind as the gate was opened and her father and others went out into the cruel, big world for months on end.

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X~Cattshire