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This chapter is rated T Because it contains very minor inappropriate language (i.e., Swear words)

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Role Reversal

Chapter 3:

What the hell is a spirit user? Well, it's an element that moroi specialize in. Very few though. Such a little amount that it is practically non-existent. Practically everyone who specializes in it thinks they've simply just not spezilied in anything. Spirit isn't like Air, Earth, fire and Water. No, it's better but worse in all sorts of ways. It can be mind blowing and amazing. But can also destroy and drive people mental. You can compel practically anyone; Dream walk and read Aura's. I'm pretty sure that's not all either, it's power is phenomenal. It's not all good though, I know that there consequences for a thing so beautiful. Yes I did just call spirit beautiful. 'Cause it really is when the feeling of happiness pulses through you, making you feel revived every time I use it. Consequences? Darkness.

Pure black Darkness. That's what Spirit emits into you each time you wield it. It's maddening, angering. Makes you feel numb and cold hearted. Like pulling a veil of evil over your face which literally causes you to go crazy. At first when this started happening people got worried that I was mentally ill. My father got me to speak to him, about my problems and such. I described the feeling of horrid animalisity that over came me at times; when my blood felt like ice water. I felt demonic and insane. He of course told me it was just hormones and such and that I should speak to my mother. Back then me and my mother were inseparable and we loved - yes, Loved - eachother to pieces. I confined in her through everything. She was my rock.

Our relationship perished then along with my reputation. You see I was only 15 years of age when the Darkness happened. When I talked to her she said I was making things up, I was being immature and looking for trouble. Of course I got frustrated and sad. I felt so alone and unwanted it would make me want to hurt myself, or other people. So when my mother for the sixth time, told me I was acting silly and making a fuss over nothing - I lashed out. All the pent up Dark energy got released in a rush. It was the worse it had ever been. It was like I wasn't in my body, like I was having an out of body experience. My mind went numb and my body shook with raw rage and bloodlust. I let the Darkness take me that day. A day I really wish didn't happen. The day I discovered how cruel my powers could really be.

When I think back now, it was inevitable. It was gonna happen at some point. So I am a little glad it was my mum who got the blow. Yes that was a unforgivable thing to think, but if it was anyone other than family, I would properly be in jail now. Cause I didn't just scream and yell at my mum that day. No, I hit and punched; kicked and elbowed; stabbed and scratched and all the time I felt a evil satisfaction from it. A deadly bloodlust to which scared me to much to even think about it now. Obviously my violence caused my mum extreme injuries. In fact, I damaged her so bad that she would have died. There was so so much blood and cries of pain. She was dieing.

I unlocked my healing ability then. Eventually the red cloud of bloodlust lifted and I realized what I had done. I had screamed bloody murder once I realized that I had done it. Vomiting heavily onto the carpet I called the Moroi doctor. They rushed to our house but I feared for my mother's life. So I held her hand and wished so hard that this never happened, that she was fine and this was a dream; that somehow I could fix her. It wasn't a dream but I did fix her. Blissful happiness swelled up in my chest and I felt as it emptied through my fingers into Janine. A tingling sensation tickled my finger tips and it carried on passing through me. It felt awesome and warm, like a summers day. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I started to feel tired though, and soon I found myself waking up in a hospital bed myself.

Later on I found out that I had passed out from exhaustion and grief. They told me when they got to my house that my mother was hovering over me, wondering what the hell had happened. They explained that she was fine and had no sign of injuries but there was blood on her clothes. It was a mystery to everyone and no one figured out what it was. Well everyone except me. I had healed my mother, causing me to lose my energy. My mother then started remembering what happened and just like that, she hated me. Yeah I could just compel her to forget but I still feel guilt and responsibility and I don't feel I have earned her love. She would go back to loving me. I prefer her to think of me as the daughter who disappointed her, so the memory still lives. Abe doesn't know about the incident though. We swore to eachother that we would keep it to ourselves. He was on a business trip at the time, so it worked perfectly. He was clueless.

When I finally emerged from memory lane, I was shocked. Because One: I was crying, big fat tears were rolling down my cheeks and I had a blocked nose. Two: I was shaking uncontrollably and sobbing quietly. Three: My mother was standing about a meter from me, staring at me with so much disgust my tears flowed more powerfully. She shook her head at me and strode out the doorway. I hadn't realized how bad the memory had really effected me. How sad I actually felt. I sighed a tired sigh and followed my family to the private jet. I hope this vacation will help sort out my life, cause it really sucks.

After 2 hours of flight and 1 hour of driving we finally arrived at the gates for the Ski Lodge. The place where the Resort was build was resolute. Literally in the middle of nowhere. Aw crap, seems like I'm stuck here then. God damn it. Luckily for me, I was able to steal at least three quarters of the stash of vodka and such from the planes fridge. Seriously it was near over flowing point. I was only going to drink when necessary, which was practically all the time. Therefore I was gonna hide it somewhere in my room and only drink small amounts at a time. Bad habits die hard though. So I'm not stopping smoking just yet, I need a stress relief if I was going to be stuck here for god knows how long with my bitch of a Mum and mobster of a Dad.

When the guardians on petrol finally figured we were no threat, the creaky old iron gates screeched open slowly. I wondered why they were so up tight with security here. They practically stripped the car. They even had the cheek to make me look at them so they could 'observe my eyes'. Come on! I'm not that stupid, I know they were checking out whether we were Strigoi or not. Son of a bitch's. Why the hell are they so damn over protective of properly a deserted Moroi resort? My Dad must of realized my train of thought as he started to explain,

"Were not going to be the only one's here, Kiz. Students both Dhamphir and Moroi from St. Vladimir Academy as I believe are here also. There Academy booked this place after I did, so I didn't realize. I'm sorry. It won't be a problem though, they are on strict rules and regulations. Just please don't insult anyone fiscally or emotionally please..." He begged with a pleading look in his eyes, which were identical to mine. He had dark brown hair and so did I. I also inherited his brown chocolate eyes and pale skin. Also my sarcasm and witty personality. I smirked at him through the rear view window as I was sitting in the passenger seat, he was squished up between Carter and Max in the middle of the backseat. He scowled at me seeming bemused by my expression.

"I'll try" Is all I said as we moved through the obviously plowed road. It was dark due to working on a nocturnal Timetable. Because of this, I couldn't really see the Ski slopes and much of the Lodges garden area's. I could see the actual resort though. The exterior was stunning. The walls of the main building were cream and had a smooth texture. Glimmering balcony's over hung from massive French doors. Marble steps and pillars reflected the warm glow of the torches which clustered around the entrance. It really was a piece of art. I was truly intrigued to what the interior would consist of. We arrived outside the main entrance. The Limo we were traveling in slowed down once it reached a patch of gravel. With a shudder the vehicle stopped.

I quickly opened the door and rushed out wanting to see my room. Once I wasn't protected from the bare wind and bitterness of the snow, Goosebumps instantly appeared up my arms. I snatched my warm hoodie from my seat and through it on, hoping it would at least act as some sorta barrier from the harsh wind and icy temperature. The hoodie mildly helped but I was now aware of my freezing feet and toes. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a pair of wool knitted boots and swapped them for my trainers. By the time I was weather protected the Guardians and my family had already climbed out of the Limo. Everyone - except Janiene - were all either smirking at me or had amused looks in there eyes at my drastic dress change.

"What?" I snapped as I glared back. Carter and Max looked elsewhere as my dad braved my anger and answered me,

"Oh, nothing" You could hear the silent laughter in his voice. I just scowled an identical scowl as he had shown earlier and decided to just walk away. Of course it wasn't that easy. A perky blond girl came bouncing out looking chirpy. She looked younger than she properly is, I imagined her wearing ponytails at the side of her head and messy make up. She didn't look like that obviously. She had her had messily wavy and she had dark blue eyes. Wearing a pencil skirt and matching top. Assuming this was her uniform I didn't comment. She had a bright smile on her neon pink lips, as she spoke.

"Welcome to Spokland Ski Slope Resort, I am your guide. I will show you your rooms and such. Please follow me" She chirped. I internally glowered. Oh god, she's defiantly gonna get on my last nerves. The guardians collected the luggage and we followed the guide. After seeing practically every damn hallway that wasn't of limits, I was ready to murder the way-to-happy whore. I was annoyed her head hadn't imploded with the cold glare I was sending her way. Yet another squeal and "Oh and I LOVE this bit" came from her big gob. I'm going insane! I thought, Just strangle her. My fists clenched and I felt Darkness seep through. Shit...

"Uh I need the bathroom" I stuttered trying and failing to keep the growl from my throat.

"Sure it's that way" She replied pointing up the corridor to the left. I breathed a sigh of gratitude and hurried off. The beauty of the place really was something outstanding. I slowed down noticing a set of double French doors leading to what looked like a terrace. I decided that fresh air is a lot more helpful than cold water from a tap. I turned the handle and headed out into the biting weather. Crossing my arms I leaned on the concrete wall and stared at the sky. The night sky was clear and let off a hum of silver light. Both from the many stars in view and the full moon. I fantasized at the stars and the slight twinkle to each one, never had I seen the stars so out put before. Sighing yet again I fished out my Cigarettes. One won't hurt right? Grabbing my lighter from my pocket I lit it and toke a long drag. All the pent up energy floated away with the rising smoke. My shoulders sagged and I felt defeated. Would this ever end...?

I stiffed as I heard the same doors I came through open. Turning around I froze in surprise. Woahhhh. Was the only full thought I could come up with as I stared at a H.O.T guy. His expression was shock, properly thought it was going to be empty. My eyes were glued to his chest where you could see a distinctive six pack. He had a olive skin color with a tint of bronze, his bright emerald eyes seemed to glow with an intensity which toke my breath away. He was tall and lean around 6'2 - 6'4; and the brown hair was styled so it looks messy. A piece of art. My breath was now coming out in ragged puffs as I realized he was checking me out as well. After he seemed to of liked what he saw he came and matched my stance on the wall, and started to look at the sky with a distant look in his eyes. He seemed to be deep in thought and looked like he had forgot about me completely. Oh great.

I shook my head at his bipolar attitude and continued to smoke my cigarette. A chilling breeze had started to blow, therefore the smoke was going towards the sexy guy. Seeming to finally realize that he was surrounded by smoke an annoyed and frustrated expression came across his chistled face. Moving to the side he glared at me, a real scary glare. I had a similar look in my eyes as I stared back. Eventually, he groaned and started to speak.

"Can you put that out or smoke it somewhere else. My lungs are dieing here" His witty and velvet voice was enticing. Hmmmm...

"Nope. Sorry-" I stopped as I realized I didn't know this dude's name,"What is your name?" Giving a smirk he answered with a bravado which surprised me;

"Adrian - Adrian Ivashkov ..."

A/N: Finally, the action is starting. Just hang in there! Okay, so I want to know what POV you want next chapter. Choices are: ADRIAN, ROSE OR JANINE. Please give me your opinions :D REVIEW XXXXXX