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Eventually, though, it slowed down, and the pain slowly – very, very slowly – went away…

… … … I had become a Strigoi… … …

Happiness… and Sadness

I woke up – again, with a headache, and in the dark – in a corner of a cave, maybe the same cave, what's the difference? I got up to track down Dargon. I hated him for making me like this, into an ugly, smelly, disgusting Strigoi. I stomped out of my little, cramped cave with swift, angry movements.

I rounded a corner, not knowing where I was going, exactly, but I could sense that it was the right way towards Dargon. Two Strigoi were on each side of the wall, but after one look at my appearance and the way I moved, they looked straight again, ignoring my presence – if I was still a Dhampier, I would probably be in pieces right now…

… But I don't remember ever being a Dhampier… Was I?

As I kept walking down the tunnels – still confused, my eyebrows knotted together in concentration – I bumped into something hard, probably the cave wall.

I lifted my head to sneer angrily at the wall, blaming it for my clumsiness, but meet the eyes of Dargon – perfect. I grinned crookedly up at him – even though I got taller through the change, it didn't affect the my height against him – and crossed my arms.

"Hello, Rose" he greeted me, and he sounded… amused? "You look even more dashing than I've ever seen you" he grinned widely, crunching up his eyes darkly, licking his lips.

I growled at him, stubbornly tightening my arms around myself. Before I could respond to his disgusting comment, he gestured to his right, towards the hole in the wall.

"What?!" I hissed at him, glaring at his expecting eyes.

"Well… get in" his said so obviously, making me sound like I had just asked if I was a girl or not… I was, right? The confusion and slight memory loss still lingered around me.

I climbed in the hole, which was bigger than the tight space in the other cave I just came out of. I looked back over my shoulder to Dargon once I jumped in. He gave me the slightest wave of his hand and walked off, adding to my confusion, but also my curiosity.

I turned my head back around, in front of me, looking towards to dark cave walls. Why was I in here?

I started walking forwards quickly and impatiently. After a few steps, I stumbled against something, catching myself quickly before I fell flat on my face, and stiffening, ready for any predators. Then, I noticed it.

I snapped my head down, towards my right, and saw him there. I remember him… Demmy? Danny? Dem…

I gasped, it was Dimitri, my Dimitri, laying on the rusted, metal bed, sleeping. I was actually… happy. It was the first time I was joyful since I woke up, but it quickly went away as I saw the changes in him. His jaw was sharper, his muscles tighter, his veins slightly popping out, and even though he looked hotter than I had ever thought possible, I knew he was a Strigoi, like me, and that erased any positive gains from his change.

I sat down on the bed next to him, brushing the back off my hand against his cheek. I closed my eyes, slumped my back, and sighed. I was angry at Dargon before, but man was I pissed now.

"Rose" I heard a familiar voice behind me, echoing in the cave, and slapping me in the face.

I turned my hips around quickly and saw Dimitri propped on one elbow, looking straight at me. His voice sounded relieved, but his eyes sparked with hatred.

And, suddenly, my muscles locked in place, my whole body went stiff, and my breathing came out ragged…

He was controlling me.

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