So, i'm updating. Pretty fun stuff. Sorry I left you on a gigantic cliff hanger! I feel bad about that! Also, sorry for spelling/grammar mistakes. I try, but sometimes my grammar is just a complete fail. Anyways, sorry for not updating, i've been super busy. If I could update every day, I would. Okay, this concludes my rant. I think. Oh wait, before I start, I just want to say I don't like Tasha, but I kind of included her in the story and she's just going to appear for this chapter and not even next chapter or any others.

Disclaimer: Vampire academy=Richelle Mead. Vampire Academy would not exist without Richelle Mead.

Mia's POV

I woke up to see a pair of giant gray eyes staring at me.

"What did you do to me?" I asked groggily as I took in my surroundings. I was in a grey room tied to a chair. I tried moving my hands but had no luck. I looked around for any water I could use to help me escape.

"You were in my way, I just took you out of the equation," Emilie stated as she looked at me, bored.

"What are you even talking about? How was I in your way? What's wrong with you?" I asked in confusion.

I received a cold hard slap against me cheek. I winced at the pain. "I don't like all of these questions. We are done talking."

I decided I would try a new tactic. "It was Tyler wasn't it? He loved me more than you and that's what drove you insane. Emilie, you can have him, I love Eddie."

"Why would you love that stupid dhampir when you could love someone powerful, someone who can make things happen?"

"Love doesn't work like that Emilie. You can't help who you love. I can't help that I love Eddie and Eddie can't help that he loves me."

Another slap hit my face. "You're wrong! People choose who they love. Tyler just chose to lust after you because you're a challenge. He doesn't actually love you, its lust"

"Now if you believed that, I kind of doubt I would be tied up right now," I shot back at her.

"You bitch!"

"Wow that was original. I must say, you are quite witty," I replied sarcastically. Gosh, I had been around Rose too much.

Emilie ran her hands through her hair, showing that she was stressed. "I quit! I'll talk to you later. I don't think I can put up with you!"

"Wow, this might be one thing we actually agree on!"

She stormed out of the room mumbling to herself.

I looked once more at the room. There didn't seem to be many places to escape out of. There was one air vent and the main door of course. This was going to be hard. Plus, there was also the fact that I was tied to a chair.

I realized then that there were only a few things I could do. Try to work my way out of the chair, give up, or holler and yell until someone came into the room. The first option was something Rose would do, but I didn't really have strength on my side. The second was more of a Lissa plan, but I didn't feel like giving up yet. That left one option.

"HELP! SOME LUNATIC WHO SHOULD HONESTLY BE LOCKED IN AN INSANE ASYLUM HAS ME TIED UP AND I'M THINKING SHE MIGHT KILL ME EVENTUALLY!" I screamed my lungs out for about 5 minutes until a bulky guy I assumed was one of Emilie's guardians came in.

"Stop screaming, you're giving me a bloody headache!" his cool British accent drifted through my ears and I paused for a second, thinking how cool it would be to have a British accent. I laughed at myself for getting distracted by a cool accent.

"What are you laughing about?" the guardian looked at me like I was clinically insane.

"Well, I was just thinking, I'm tied to a chair and am in danger, yet I can't stop thinking about how cool your accent is. I must be pretty messed up."

"No you're not messed up…" he started to say until I gave him a look. "Maybe that's a tad messed up, but if it makes you feel any better, a lot of American girls comment on how cool my accent is."

I laughed with him for a moment. "Wait! You actually seem nice. Why do you choose to work for such a bitch?"

He thought for a moment. "I really don't know. My family has been guarding hers for years. I guess I was forced into it."

"Well, I know I'd go insane if I had to guard her. Wait, what's your name anyway?" I asked him, feeling bad that I hadn't asked for his name earlier.

"Oh, I'm Charlie. And I assume you're the prisoner I'm supposed to 'not let out of my sight'?"

"Oh yes, you can just feel the danger radiating off of me," I joked with him. "But yeah, I'm Mia."

"And why am I guarding you exactly? You don't seem evil or anything," he commented.

"It's sort of a long story," I admitted.

"Well, let's hear it then, it's not like you're going anywhere," he motioned to the chair I was tied to.

It took a long time to tell him the story, but after I was done, he sucked in a breath.

"Well let's get you out of here then," he suggested.

"Nah, I like you. I don't want you to lose your job," I replied.

"Some things are worth losing your job over," he replied sternly.

"Aww thanks Char-mander! That was almost something you could put on the back of a greeting card!"

He was about to untie my ropes when Emilie came through the door. Charlie moved away so Emilie wouldn't be suspicious of him.

"So I see you've met Charlie," she commented.

"Sure have. He's the only one I've met in this place that hasn't been completely vile."

"He's the only person here that you've met besides me," she snarled.

"Yeah, you kind of kidnapped me. That makes you vile in my mind. What are you going to do with me anyway?"

"I'm going to show Tyler what a great mastermind I am. Her comment frightened me and all of a sudden, my arm was on fire, like literally on fire.

"What the heck? What did you do Emilie?" Charlie shouted at Emilie as I attempted to get out of the chair.

"Yeah, you kind of have an unfair advantage at the moment because I'm tied to a chair and can't really apply the whole 'stop, drop, and roll thing'," I commented as I grimaced at the pain.

"Still cracking jokes? Something tells me your friends won't find it as funny," Emilie said.

"I'm not sure about that. Rose has a pretty twisted sense of humor," I smiled back at her. I wasn't going to let her beat me.

While I sat there smiling, while my arm burned to a crisp, Charlie was freaking out. "You can't do this to her Emilie! She's a person just like you and I. She's a Moroi."

"Shut up Charlie. I don't want to have to set you on fire also!" Emilie yelled back at him. She had a look of grim determination on her face and to tell the truth, it was kind of creepy.

Charlie ran toward me to help, but Emilie must've seen this coming because before Charlie was able to get to me, a gigantic different guardian was yanking him away from me.

Emilie smiled at the guardian with a sickeningly sweet smile. "Thanks Hank." He nodded, grunted and dragged Charlie away.

Emilie stopped the fire that was burning my arm and held up a phone. "Call Tyler. No funny business."

"Okay, did you try to make this as hard as possible for me to call someone? You tied both of my arms up, plus you just pretty much burned my arm off and you expect me to call someone for you?"

Emilie quickly untied the rope. I grimaced at the pain my arm was in. It was a bad burn. I wondered if it was possible to get a forth degree burn.

"Now call him!" She commanded, putting the phone in my hand that wasn't burned.

"Do you think you could take me to a hospital or something? I've kind of lost all of the feeling in my arm," I commented.

"Call him, and I'll have someone look at your arm."

I sighed and looked through Emilie's contacts. "Tyler baby" was at the top of her contacts list. I hit the call button and heard ringing.

"Hello? Emilie? Have you seen Mia?" Tyler's voice came through sounding worried.

"Seen her? She's speaking right now," I replied.

"Mia? Where are you? Are you okay? What happened?"

"Well, your psycho girlfriend kidnapped me and kind of burned my arm off. Now she refused to get my arm fixed until I called you so here I am."

Tyler's voice came out sounding grim, "Let me talk to her."

I handed the phone to Emilie. She eagerly picked it up.

"Hello? Tyler?" she yelled perkily.

I couldn't hear what he said but her face dropped into a frown while he said it.

"No Tyler, I'm not letting her go. She's getting in the way of our relationship. I might just kill her right now," she stated nonchalantly.

Kill me? That would not work for me. She was so engrossed in her conversation with Tyler that she didn't notice me silently, stealthily, sneaking out of the room. I opened the door and she looked up. Time to make a run for it.

I slammed the door behind me and was in a little room with a living room and a kitchenette in it. Even better, it had water.

Emilie rushed after me, angry. She spotted Hank, leaning over an unconscious Charlie.

"Hank, get her!" she shrieked, but it was too late.

The pipes exploded and water burst out everywhere. I had never used my powers this much. It was up to our waists. It was so powerful, that it swept Emilie and Hank into the other room. (I made it do that and purpose). I quickly locked the door so they were locked in the other room and stopped the water. I started to leave until I saw something on the floor.

Charlie.

I ran over to him and gave him a light pat on the face. "Charlie, you need to wake up! We don't have much time!" I shouted at him.

He waved me away. "No, I want sleep," he stated groggily.

"Charlie, if we don't leave now, Hank and Emilie are going to kill us." That managed to get him up. He sprung up like one of those little prairie dogs at the zoo.

"Let's go." He stumbled out the door with me behind him.

I looked at our surroundings. We looked like we were in a small suburb and when I saw a car driving by; I quickly motioned for it to stop.

"Ya need a lift?" the car driver asked cautiously.

"Please, I just burned my arm on a frying pan and I need to get to my friend's house." I said. The driver took a look at my arm, gasped in horror, and agreed.

I remembered that Christian's aunt, Tasha Ozera had told me about her house in the human world and I faintly remembered the address. She had told me I could visit anytime. Now seemed like as good a time as any.

I found out where we were and gave the driver directions. He tried to ask questions, but I gave answers that were obvious lies. He looked skeptical, but let me lie to him.

About a half an hour later, we got to Tasha's. Charlie tried to give the driver money, but he refused to take any. "You're going to need it for that arm, trust me. Those hospital bills don't come cheap."

I thanked him and he went on his way. We walked up to Tasha's and she answered the door after we had rung her doorbell about five times.

"Mia! This is such a surprise, what happened to your arm?"

"Het Tasha, can we use your phone?" I asked. Charlie smiled meekly at Tasha and I thought what a cute couple the two would be.

"Oh, of course! What happened?"

"It's a long story. How about Charlie tells it to you while I make my phone calls?" I smiled mischievously. They seemed unaware of my matchmaking plans.

"Oh sure, that sounds perfect!" Tasha gave Charlie a giant smile and I swear his heart melted right then and there. "The phone is in the kitchen hanging on the wall, Mia!" Tasha called out.

The moment I heard Eddie's voice on the other line, I knew everything would be okay.

"Mia? Where are you? I swear I want to murder Emilie. Tyler told us what he found out on the phone. Are you safe? Are you with Emilie? Are you going to be okay?"

"I'm fine Eddie. I managed to escape and I'm currently at Tasha's house. Do you think you could come and meet me?"

"Of course! I'll be right there!"

"Oh and Eddie? I'm sorry to have to do this, but my arm is pretty burned. I haven't been able to feel it for a long time. Do you think you could maybe bring Lissa or something?"

"Oh my god Mia! Of course! We will get there as soon as we can."

Feeling reassured, I crawled over to a spare couch in Tasha's living room. I fell asleep listening to the delightful sounds of Tasha and Charlie flirting, and feeling safe for the first time in days.

So, anyone like Charlie, a.k.a Charmander? Hooking him up with Tasha won't be a permanent thing, it was just kind of a spur of the moment idea. I was just like "dang, I don't know where to make Charlie and Mia go to. Maybe i'll just have them go to Tasha's not give Tasha a short fling? Maybe it will make her less crazy. I know a lot of people don't like Tasha, heck I don't like Tasha at all, but I needed them to go somewhere and lets just pretend she's not crazy in this story. Anyways, don't let his short little fling with Tasha in just this chapter ruin the story or his character for you. Okay, done ranting.

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