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Adrian's POV
I woke up groggily, my head pounding. It felt as if someone was taking a hammer and continuously hitting me; HARD! A small moan of pain escaped my lips. Slowly, I opened my eyes. It was dark and with no light anywhere so I had a small time adjusting my eyes. The sound of voices alerted me. My heart rate picked up rapidly as did my breathing. A bright light was turned on. I knew because I felt it against my eyelids. Before I knew it, I yelped out when I felt ice cold water being dumped on me. I knew it was ice because I felt the cubes and I know it was water because, well… actually, I didn't know… I just hoped it was… Oh please let it be! I opened my eyes and looked into a pale face with blood red eyes. Startled from the sudden view, I flinched back.
"Well, well. It's nice to see our guest is awake." The person snickered. He had shaggy blond hair and looked like he's been alive for quite sometime. My teeth then began clattering loudly.
"Aw, is the poor Moroi cold?" I heard another voice. This time it was a female and it sounded really familiar. I looked in shock when I saw the familiar jet black hair and scar. The only different thing was her eyes. Instead of seeing the icy blue that I was used to, I now saw a crimson red.
"Tasha," I whispered. The side of her lips rose into an evil smirk.
"Hello Adrian," She greeted. Her voice sounded so cold and harsh and… dead.
"You know him?" The blond person asked while looking at her then back at me.
"Yes Nathan," So that was his name. Why does it ring a bell? "I lived with him and the others." She told him.
"Tasha, why did you turn?" I asked her.
"Shut up!" Nathan sneered. Screw you dude. Then, the one person that entered my mind was Sydney. I couldn't believe I forgot about her! I hope she's alright… oh who am I kidding? We're trapped by STRIGOI! Blood suckers!
"Where's Sydney? Where is she?" I demanded, trashing around. I then felt my face turn sideways as it began to sting.
"I said shut up!" He spat at me, spit flying everywhere. I looked at him in disgust.
"You're human is just fine," Tasha told me. "In fact…" She trailed off. Then she snapped her fingers. The door slammed open and in came three people. Two strigoi's were holding Sydney. I didn't know if she was still alive or not. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. That was, until, I saw two holes in her neck, blood oozing out of it.
"YOU BIT HER?" I exploded. "YOU FUCKING BIT HER? YOU LYING BASTARD!" I screamed. This time, I heard before I felt the slap. ( That's possible) And goddamn, it hurt like hell.
"She's still alive," Tasha spoke in a clam voice. "So how am I lying? I never promised that she wouldn't be hurt." She told me with a smirk.
"I hate you," I whispered.
"Don't care," she simply said with a shrug.
"Leave the girl here," Nathan commanded. The strigoi's nodded and dropped her roughly on the beaten up bed nearby. I watched Sydney. Her body looked lifeless… only the small rise of her chest alerted me that she was still, indeed, alive. Nathan then whispered something into Tasha's ear. She smiled evilly and looked my way. Nathan gave her a grin before disappearing out the door in a flash. Tasha walked up to me.
"Ever been bitten before, Adrian?" She purred in my face. Seriously, I felt to vomit right there, on her. I would never, never… ever think of Tasha like that! Her hand then ran down my face.
"I like a strong man," she whispered. I felt her hot breathe on my face and let me tell you, it didn't smell good. In strigoi speed, she tilted my neck and sunk her fangs into my neck. I moaned out as the endorphins filled my blood. Slowly, I felt myself losing sight of the world. My vision became blurry and the last thing I saw was Tasha grinning while wiping her mouth from my blood; then for the second time tonight, I fainted. Why the fuck does this always happen to me? Ugh… an idea suddenly popped into my head. I concentrated on Belikov. Not in that way, I was going to get through to him while dream walking.I could only hope that he was asleep…
I awoke to the feeling of someone wiping my face and neck. My entire body felt sore and whatever my body was on really wasn't helping it. Groggily, I opened my eyes, my vision going back to normal. In front of me, I saw a smiling face. I was about to smile back when I saw red eyes. A look of disgust fell on my face. Her smile fell. She sighed and dipped a rag into some nearby water. She squeezed it out and brought her hand closer to my face. I flinched away from her touch.
"Look, you have some cuts and all I'm trying to do is help," She told me, suddenly looking older. I looked at her strangely.
"And why would someone like you help someone like me?" I questioned curiously.
"If I tell you, would you shut up and let me help you?" She asked in a teasing way. I nodded hesitantly at her.
"Well if you must know, my name's Farah Beharry (He-he! Don't kill me Pollz!), and I'm 30 years old… well was," And with that, she began telling me her story as she cleaned up my cuts. I studied her features.
"I never really knew my parents… they both died. My mother did at child birth. It was horrible… and my father… I—I barely knew him. He was a Moroi and like most of them, he didn't care." She spoke in a sad voice while wiping the gash on my head. That was horrible. It made good Moroi men, like me, sound bad.
"I was taken into custody by humans and lived my entire life as a human. That was, until, I started having these weird feelings. My parents didn't believe me until one day someone named, Katie, took me in." She smiled as she was probably remembering the moment. It's a good thing she found someone or else she could've gone insane.
"She too was a Moroi and treated me like her own. I've lived with her for a while and she's like my mother to me. A couple weeks ago, we were attacked by a group of Strigoi. They were impossible to defeat and ended killing Katie. For some reason, they didn't kill me but decided to keep me." I noticed that she had gorgeous brown hair with blonde highlights and lowlights. It was only her blood red eyes that made her look scary but somehow, she seemed like a sweet person who also had a wild side.
"Ever since that day, I've hated being strigoi." She stopped what she was doing as she spoke. There was so much venom in her voice it almost made me scared. I never knew someone could hate being a Strigoi.
"I try to be nice to everyone and I don't kill people. Believe it or not, I drink animal blood. Only when I'm in need of blood, do I drink like Moroi's do." She spoke truthfully, resuming wiping the cut.
"S—so you don't like strigoi?" I asked. Didn't she say that, dumbass?
"No, I don't like them… I hate them," She spoke in a cold voice. I then heard a groan. I looked across and saw Sydney. Oh God, she looked horrible!
"Sydney," I whispered, crawling to her. (He was near the beaten up bed, on the floor)
"Don't worry," Farah told me. "I'll help her." She then vanished. Sitting next to Sydney, I gently held her in my arms. Her eyes slowly fluttered open. I gave her a gentle smile.
"W—where am I?" She whispered.
"Shh, don't worry, you're safe." I told her, brushing her hair back. I helped her as she got up into a sitting position. She looked around, clutching her head in one hand. Her brown orbs suddenly widened.
"Oh gosh," She spoke, clutching the side of her neck. Before I knew it, Sydney let out a shriek and threw her body at me. There, in front of her, stood Farah. I held her close to me.
"It's alright," I whispered. "She's helping us."
"How can you trust that?" She spat. She was right… how could I trust a strigoi? I didn't know but somehow, Farah looked like someone I knew… she had this… this aura to her that made her seem trustworthy… and friendly.
"Farah, what did you specialize in?" I suddenly asked, looking up at her. She looked confused.
"Specialize?" She questioned.
"All Moroi's specialize. You know, fire, water, air, earth, sp—"
"Oh that," She interrupted. "Well Katie had specialized in Air but I—I never did." She told me. Now it made sense!
"You're a spirit user!" I exclaimed.
"What?"
"No wonder I feel different around you," I mumbled.
"Uh, hello…? What's a spirit user?" She asked.
"Tell you later. Listen Sydney, you need to trust her… she can help us," I spoke, looking at Sydney. She nodded shakily. Farah moved with caution, bringing the cloth with her. Sydney flinched slightly when she came in contact but sighed in relief when she knew she wasn't being hurt.
"You know, you never did tell me your name," Farah spoke.
"I'm Adrian." I introduced.
"Nice to meet you," She smiled. I didn't hear any falseness in her voice, which I took as a good sign. After a few minutes passed, Sydney felt more comfortable around Farah.
"So, what's a spirit user?" She asked, making a conversation. I explained to her in the best way I could and she understood but was still confused about the darkness.
"You need to numb the darkness or take it away somehow. If you don't, you can end up dying." I told her and she nodded. Suddenly, the door slammed open and revealed Tasha and what's his face… um Jake? Kyle? No…Joe? Nate? Ah right, Nathan!
"Our guests are up? How lovely that is!" He exclaimed. It isn't! Douche bag! I felt Sydney's body tense against mine and my hold tightened around her,
"I smell fear," Tasha sniffed the air. Nathan grinned.
"You may go now Farah. There are some other things that are in need of your help." He snickered. I hated how he said things. Farah was hesitant to leave and Nathan noticed.
"Get." He growled like she was some dog. Scowling while apologizing with her eyes, she vanished. With that damn strigoi speed, Tasha was up in front of us. Her slender, pale finger grazed Sydney's cheek harshly, causing a line of blood to fall out of the now open slit. Sydney let out a small whimper causing Tasha to smirk. She pulled back her now bloodied finger and shoved it in her mouth.
"Mmm," She moaned, closing her eyes. Sick bastard!
"Now, now Natasha, we don't want our guests to feel unwelcome, do we?" Nathan spoke in a sweet voice.
"Of course not Master." Master? What the fuck is he? Her God? Might as well be…
"We already are… why do you even want us here?" I asked interrupting their moment.
"Can you leave us alone for a moment, Master?" Tasha asked him. He looked at her with strange eyes but nodded.
"I'll see how our things are doing," He spoke with a smirk, which, in return, got a grin out from Tasha. He then left before I could even blink. Once he was out, I spoke.
"Why did you turn Tasha?" I whispered but I was sure she could hear. She suddenly turned around so I couldn't see her face.
"What choice did I have?" She spoke just as softly but her voice sounded… broken?
Tasha's POV
"Why did you turn Tasha?" He asked me in a whisper. I turned, a sudden wave of emotions filling me. A lump rose in my throat.
"What choice did I have?" I spoke, my voice cracking slightly.
"What'd you mean?" He asked, his voice getting louder. "You had plenty of choices! You didn't have to turn!" I did a 180 turn, anger building up in me.
"I didn't have choices? Would you rather I die? But who would care if I did or not? No one… No one would ever care!" I screeched at him.
"And who said that no one cares?" He questioned. "Did you even think about Christian? You're his aunt! The person who took care of him! You threw all of that away and betrayed him by becoming a Strigoi! That only makes him feel worse! To know that his only aunt, family, became just like his parents!" He yelled. That was a low blow but I sighed in defeat, clenching my hands into fists.
"He hated me," I whispered. "He hated me so much… I heard the venom in his voice… I never thought he could hate me and it hurt me terribly…" I trailed off, my voice soft with tears stinging in my eyes.
"He didn't hate you Tasha," Adrian spoke in a gently voice. "He hated what you did to Dimitri and Rose, not you."
"I should've been the one with Dimitri, not Rose!" I growled, my anger coming back.
"It's no use Tasha," He told me. I looked up to him and he gave a small nod. "I loved Rose but her heart belonged to Dimitri. We tried it once but it never worked. I've waited my entire life without anyone then…" He sighed in content. "Then I found her. Sydney." He looked at her and she blushed.
"I was meant for him, not her! I could've given him everything!" I cried. Looking back at me, he shook his head.
"It didn't matter Tasha… what mattered was who he loved. He once told me that he didn't care if he could've had children or not with Rose, once he had her, he was happy." I shook my head.
"No! NO! Stop it!" I whispered. He was lying to me… or is he? It doesn't matter! I'm going to kill that bitch who stole Dimka from me!
"Stop what Tasha? It's only the plain truth. The hon—"
"STOP IT!" I screamed, my head clutching my head. I ran out, not bothering with the looks the other strigoi's gave me. I ran, ran out of the woods and back to the hospital. Looking in, I saw nurses and other doctors. Crap! I couldn't let the see my eyes… Hiding behind the bushes, a couple feet away, a guy passed by. I snatched him, knocking him out cold before taking his shades. I mean who the hell wears shades in the night? I looked down at him and suddenly bloodlust over took me and I drained him. Wiping my mouth with his shirt, I left him there, now walking to the entrance. The nurse looked up from what she was doing.
"Yes?" She asked in a lazy attitude.
"Rose Hathaway?" I asked. She did something on the computer.
"Room 167," She spoke boredly. I gave her a smile, not showing my teeth and walked towards the door. Peering in, I saw Dimka and he was holding the bitch's hand. Taking a deep breath in, I moved away from the door and walked back to the nurse.
"What now?" She asked blowing a bubble.
"Is there a Christian Ozera here?" I asked. She rose up one finger as if to say one minute. She checked the computer and nodded.
"Room 158, why?" She asked curiously.
"I'm his aunt." I told her walking away. I looked through to find no one there besides Christian on the stretcher. He looked paler than usual. Opening the door, I quietly walked over to him. I brushed his hair from his face and planted a kiss on his forehead. So many memories flooded through me. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open and I saw the familiar eyes I was accustom with. I panicked.
"Aunt Tasha?" He croaked out.
"Yes," I whispered, my voice coming out loving.
"Oh Aunty, they told me you turned Strigoi but I didn't believe it." A broken smile formed on my lips. He still believed in me. His hand slowly rose up to my face.
"Don't cry," He spoke, his hand brushing by my face. I didn't even realize I was… could I? This is new. My tears suddenly came down faster. His hand suddenly froze and his icy blue eyes filled with tears.
"Why?" He whispered out. I knew was too good to last… he figured it out by the touch of my ice cold skin.
"I—I'm sorry Chris… I—I thought you hated me," I sobbed quietly.
"Strigoi or not, I'll always love you," There was so much love in his voice that I couldn't help but throw myself at him. His hands came around me as he hugged back.
"Why?" He asked again. I pulled away and looked at him through my shades
"Because I thought you would never want to talk to me again," I told him softly.
"Now I can never talk to you again," He told me, some tears flowing out. His hand reached out to my face and took off the shades slowly. His face never changed as he took in my eyes.
"You're still the Aunt I know and love," He whispered. Suddenly, I heard footsteps with my strigoi hearing and froze. He noticed the change in me immediately.
"What?" He asked softly
"Someone's coming," I told him and he nodded sadly, his eyes filling with more tears. I unlocked the chain around my neck and placed it in his hand. It was a special chain that Erik and Lilith had on them. After they were killed, I kept it. It was part of them that I would always remember…
"Take care, Chris. I love you and I'm so sorry for everything that I've done and am going to do," I whispered, giving him a kiss on the cheek. More tears flowed out of both our eyes.
"I love you Aunt Tasha," He whispered, enclosing the locket in his hand, not even asking what was in it. Before anyone could figure out I was in there, I fled, jumping out the window. I landed on my feet since it wasn't a high jump and ran back to the cabin while wiping my tears…
Adrian POV
I had no idea why Tasha ran out. Also, what was up with all the emotion in her voice? If strigoi's' are cold, heartless bastards, how the hell was that possible? Sydney buried her head under my arm as I placed a kiss on top of her head. The door flew open and hit the wall with a loud bang that made us jump. Nathan stormed through, looking furious.
"What the fuck did you say to her?" He growled in my face. I gulped.
"N—Nothing…" I choked out.
"Yes you did!" He roared.
"Nathan," We all froze at the voice. Nathan turned and was by her side in an instant. They spoke in hushed voices and he was very close to her. Eww, were they… in love? They only just met each other… gross… Hypocrite… My inner voice spoke. Realization dawned on me. I was a hypocrite. The same thing happened with Sydney and I. We just met and we… ended up liking each other? Yeah, we did. They broke away and just then, the door slammed open.
"NATHAN! The two are up and their using magic! Come quick!" Another strigoi spoke then vanished. Nathan and Tasha let out a growl.
"God damn it!" He yelled before leaving with Tasha. I jumped when Farah and another strigoi suddenly appeared before us.
"Hurry, the two of you don't have much time before they return!" She whispered urgently. Before I could figure out what was happening, I was brought up on my feet.
"What?" I asked confused.
"It's an act so the two of you can leave," She told me.
"Get on our backs!" She said. I looked at her.
"Are you crazy?" I asked incredulously.
"Do you want to live?" She asked back. I thought about it, of course I did.
"Sydney, go on…?" I trailed off.
"Andy Poynter," He introduced. I nodded and so did Sydney. In a flash, we were out and before I knew it, we were jumping out the window in the room that I didn't even know was there.
"Hold on!" The two of them grunted at the same time as we roughly jumped on the cold hard ground. In less than ten seconds, we were out of the woods. Not stepping into the moonlight, we both got off of them.
"Why did you help us?" I asked them.
"We didn't want you to turn like us," Andy responded. I looked at him.
"You hate being one too?" I asked and he nodded sadly. I took a good look at him and he looked just like Farah except he had dirty blond hair.
"Are you two related?" Sydney asked, speaking for the first time since we met them, before I could.
"We are," Farah replied.
"Why the different last names?" I questioned.
"We were raised by different people but we're twins. Same birthday, age, and we look alike." Andy told us. Suddenly, Farah's head snapped up as did Andy's.
"I smell them,"
"They're coming," They both said at the same time.
"Go. Run to the hospital and stay there until morning." We nodded and I grabbed Sydney's hand.
"Remember us!" They whispered before vanishing. We took off as soon as they left. Our feet pounded against the ground, hard and fast. It wasn't a long distance, probably about 50 feet away, but we needed to get there as quickly as possible. Bursting through the door, panting, the nurses and doctors gave us queer looks. Stumbling towards the front desk, I spoke.
"R—Rose Hath—away," I asked. She gave us strange looks but replied nevertheless.
"167. Down the hall five doors to your right," She told us. We nodded and walked briskly, our breathing back to normal. Before we even reached there, the doors opened and out came Lissa and Dimitri.
"Adrian!" Lissa exclaimed relieved, throwing her arms around me. I hugged her back.
"Sydney, are you all right?" Dimitri asked and she nodded giving him a smile.
"Nurse," Dimitri called. A nurse who looked friendly walked up towards us and gave us a happy smile.
"Yes sir?" She asked.
"Can you see about them, please? Clean up any cuts and give them some blood," Dimitri told her, his voice lowering at the end. She nodded with another smile and beckoned us forward. Seeing two beds, I immediately sat on one, leaning my back on the wall, enjoying the comfort as Sydney did the same.
Christian's POV
I watched the space where my aunt had just been. More tears flowed rapidly down my face. I couldn't believe she had actually done it. Just as she predicted, the door opened and in came my wife, Lissa. She looked happy that I was awake but when she saw my face, concern washed over her. A moment later, realization came across her. She ran up to me and hugged me immediately.
"Oh Christian," She cried. "I'm sorry," She whispered. I just held on to her and cried harder.
"She was my aunt Liss… and I love her," I choked out, sobbing on her.
"I know Christian, it'll be okay." She soothed, pulling back and wiping my tears away gently with her hand. I clutched them in mine, placing the locket in her hand during the process.
"Don't leave me Liss," I whispered. "I can't lose you," Her face turned from concern to love. She planted a gentle kiss against my lips, afraid if it was any harder, I might break apart.
"I will never leave you Christian, I love you." She spoke, brushing some hair away from my face.
"I love you too," I told her. She looked at the item I placed in her hand.
"What is it?" She asked.
"If I tell you, would you believe me?" I asked in a small voice. She looked at me with curious eyes.
"Of course Christian," She said in a truthful voice. I looked up with her and opened my mouth…
So how was it? I bet you're all curious to what happens to Alex & Alek right? Well you got about two chapters wait :P Next one's is a view into Dimitri's mind! I hope you all loved it and enjoyed the story! Reviews both good and bad are welcomed! If there is a need to criticize, then please do so nicely. =]
~Sneak Peak~
"Why are you helping us?" I whispered. "All you dirty strigoi's are the fucking same!" I snarled at him. He sighed.
"I'm not trying to hurt you." He spoke gently.
"I just experienced something I never should have! And it hurts that I couldn't do anything at all to help! You don't know the pain I'm in... so if you think that I'll just... let you help me, then no. I will never trust dirt bags like you guys!" I spat, fresh hot tears slipping out. The door suddenly flew open and in walked Nathan. Instinctively, I moved in front of my twin.
"Get out," He snarled at the other strigoi. The strigoi turned around to face Nathan.
"No." What?
Can they trust them? Read on to find out when I update next, which hopefully, shouldn't be long!
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