Allow me to apologize for the very long wait. I got so distracted with everything, and ended up losing my muse for writing; however, I have finally regained it. :D I hope you all like this chapter!


They wasted no time in getting to the training. Kirova had made the decision not to place Atrix into a regular class schedule, but one solely based on training. From what she could tell, she would be training for not only most of the day, but with a couple of different guardians.

As she sat down to eat breakfast, she studied the schedule.

At 8am was when she would be in a small lesson-like class about Moroi and Dhampir society, including how the Strigoi fit in. An hour and a half later was when her first dose of training would begin. The first training would be with Alberta. When that half of training is over, she would be given a lunch break, but right after was when the last half of the day's training would take place. This one would be with Dimitri.

"Hm...," Atrix rested her cheek on her hand. She wasn't exactly too sure on what to think about any of this. She wasn't used to thinking there were different kinds of vampires except those of her own kind. Well, half her kind.

In all of this, she was going to have to be careful. Unlike the Dhampirs, she did need blood, though that could easily be suppressed. The most she could go without it would probably be two to three months. Unless for some unknown reason, she was injured. Of course, that would be avoided as much as possible.

Atrix finished her breakfast and left to head off to the lesson. Fortunately, the room was fairly easy to find. Being a few minutes early, she went ahead and sat down in what she hoped was an empty seat. When class was said to begin, there only happened to be no one else but her and the teacher in the room. It was then when the idea occurred to her that this was an intensive class for her especially.

The lesson was somewhat interesting and somewhat boring. Interesting since she was learning things she never knew about a species she has never heard about, but boring considering she was still a young adult who would prefer doing something else.

Being told Moroi were to come first and must always be protected made her believe they were rather lazy for their kind. She did not voice that thought however. Strigoi were evil beings who lust to kill and drink Moroi blood above all else. Dhampirs were needed in order to protect the Moroi from being victims.

Once when the lesson was done, she stretched and made her way to the training grounds for the first half of the training. Which was actually welcomed to the inactiveness the class setting gave. Now was a chance for some exercise.

As it was, for the next hour, she was directed to run here and there, catch some random weighted items, and a few more drills. All those were probably to see what it was she lacked in, though by Alberta's expression, there wasn't much to it.

"You are good at this, and your stamina is excellent," The Guardian praised as they were finished. "I honestly don't see any need for me to help you. After a week, I believe training with just Dimitri would be sufficient," she added afterwards.

After that, the training ended, leaving Atrix to escape to eat lunch. When she grabbed her tray of cafeteria food, she made her way to a quiet spot outside. To her luck, no one would bother her.

Her luck paid out. While passerby's gave her odd looks, none of them paid her much attention, or approached her for that matter. Half an hour after finishing her sandwich, the hybrid headed to where the last set of training was to be held.

Dimitri was already there; ready some sort of paperback novel. He looked up when he heard the door open. "You're early," he stated with a quirk of his eyebrow.

"So I am. People were staring, so I decided to just head here," Atrix responded pointedly. The reason seemed fine for the Guardian, and he set aside his book. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a western novel. Heh.

"We will begin in a few minutes. If you will, please stretch out your muscles," Dimitri instructed the Russian accent present. Without much complaint, she did as she was told to do. Stretching out her arms, legs, and even her stomach. It actually felt pretty nice to her.

It was a few minutes after when the training took place. Being called over to take a stance, she did exactly that. "While I may have fought you, I believe you were holding back. If that's so, what else can you do?" Dimitri asked.

'Well, being as I am a vampire-wolf hybrid, I can do quite a number of things,' That was what Atrix wanted to answer, but knew that would get her either suspicion or much worse. "Hm.. I suppose I don't really know my full extent. I can just fight, and defend when necessary," she answered with instead. Well, the last portion was true. "I suppose I was born street-wised," she added with a shrug.

"Street-wise? I have never met anyone go could fight with such skills just by living in the street," he spoke. By those words, the hybrid could not help but wonder if he was suspicious of her. Of course, that wasn't completely unexpected if that was the case. Whether or not it was, she couldn't tell.

For the next couple of hours, Dimitri had evaluated her on certain skills. More or less, it seemed to her as though he wanted to see just how much stamina she had, which was a lot. After only two hours did she show any signs of fatigue.

"That's enough for today," Dimitri said, nodding his head towards a corner, "Go cool your muscles down, then you can go and relax."

It took her a moment to figure out how to cool down her muscles, but once when she was done, she left. As she walked back to the dorm, her stomach growled. Wonderful. She was going to just eat dinner in the cafeteria, but decided not to. She didn't exactly want people staring at her anymore that day. She'll just have to wait until tomorrow to eat.

Getting to her room, she collapsed on her bed. She groaned when she realized she needed to still take a shower and change her clothes, which she did too after talking herself into it.

Now in pajamas, she laid out on her bed and rested one of her arms over her eyes. With her eyes closed, we hearing increased. Outside, she could hear a light breeze passing by through the trees, and some animals scurrying to get food or whatnot. Eventually, Atrix feel into a light sleep.

The same routine went on for about a week, when Alberta, as she said, decided to let Dimitri take over. Which in return gave her another hour in a classroom and another hour with Dimitri.

The class was fine and ended like how it always did. It wasn't until after lunch when everything changed. While she had made herself believe she was safe here at St, Vladimir's, she could have never been more wrong.

The training session started off how it usually did. Warm ups for the muscles. Despite the constant clashing of training with the Guardian, she felt more relaxed than when she came here. Of course, that changed when someone unexpected made an appearance.

An icy feeling spread through her veins as a voice rang out into the room. "My, my, if it isn't Atrix." Turning around, Atrix's blue-green eyes met with crystal-blue eyes. Eyes that were laughing at her and saying 'Ha, I finally found you! You are finally caught! There is no running away now!'

"Ichida...," Atrix growled.