i know i know. it's short that is why i am putting
RPOV--
"I will go pack my bags and be gone shortly, and don't come have anyone for any reason interrupt me or they will not come back unharmed." I said walking out the door before they could say anything else.
you see because this is a blessing and a curse. I would not be going to a commune, there is no way in HELL that would ever happen. you see I plan on doing some real life training, killing Strigoi protecting innocence's and all that fun stuff, but my main goal is to get strong. not just 'strong', I mean like take on all the academy guardians to get Lissa 'strong'. Lissa, that is the curse to my blessing. why the hell do I have to love her so much, why the hell do I have to care. I will never be able to leave her permanently, I mean this little side trip they call 'expulsion' will still be a test of my will power.
but hey those are thoughts for later right now I need to go pack my bags and leave. Classes start in 3 hours so that means I need to be gone in 2.
DPOV-(2 hours 45 minutes later)--
"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…." my phone went off in my pocket.
" Belikov speaking."
" Belikov this is Alberta, Kirova told me to call you and in from you that miss Hathaway has left today. I don't see a reason to tell you since you are not her mentor any more, but there you go."
" Thank you." was all I said before I hung up.
I knew why Kirova told me. she told me that if Rose was leaving it would not be long before she came back for Lissa, and when she did all hell was going to break lose.
I know what I need to do. I hope Tasha dose not mind hanging out here for a while, because I was going to have to retrain about half of the guardians hear up to the 'I can hold off Hathaway' standard's.
RPOV--
As I leave the hell hole they call a 'academy' I can't help but think where the best place to hunt Strigoi would be. Seattle, that's where I will go. I mean it is never really sunny, lots of people so it should be perfect.
So I head to the nearest truck stop. as I get closer I put my stake (which I stole on the way out)in my bag with my clothes, food, water, and my savings from the past 17 years. I did not have much to my name but it would be enough to get me by for the time being.