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Rose POV
I stopped dead in my tracks. Well, un-dead in my tracks. How could this happen?
Even a blind man could see the similarities between them. You could see it in the picture, but it's entirely different up in person. All their eyes were the same, deep chocolate brown. Viktoria, his sister had his height. His mother, looked loving and caring even underneath the shock in her eyes. And his babushka, Yeva had the same hard expression on her face.
When they had seen me there, standing in the middle of the street, facing the park, they stopped dead in their tracks. Their eyes held no recognition, because they had not met me before being turned. They had probably only heard of me through Dimitri. Though I don't know how much he told them about me. Not that it matters anymore..
Yeva's eyes, on the other hand, had hardened when taking in my appearance. Her eyes were old and wise and even I could see the power behind them. I confirmed it by seeing a flash in her eyes, she recognized me without even meeting me. How? I have no idea.
As soon as I saw that flash, Viktoria was now crouched in front of the two older women., stake in her hand. Her muscles were completely tense and it made me wonder whether she had ever seen a strigoi before.
It is very odd for a strigoi to be in shock, but I guess all the weird stuff always happens to me. I heard a rustle from behind me then a familiar presence beside me. It seems Ash wants to come out and play..
Before I could even move, Ash started spouting out some language that I couldn't understand. It wasn't Russian, because I had already learned that with my new enhanced mind. It wasn't like any other language I heard before, not even in movies.
Ash looked menacing beside me, her hair was like a wild fire in the dark. It focused everyone's attention on her. Her teeth were bared and her eyes filled with hatred.
Yet somehow, Yeva seemed to understand the foreign language and replied back to her, but in Russian. Which I am thankful for because I am now curious as to whats going on and why Ash decided to come in now.
"Do not mistake me, fire. I am not her, not a reincarnation. I see things. I see you. I see her." She locked eyes with me and I found myself freeze. Once again, I heard that voice in the back of my head nagging me to run away and say away but most importantly, not to hurt them.
"You are the spitting image! You bare the same eyes as her. I shall have my vengeance. You're not getting away this time, prophetess." Ash snarled, switching to Russian as well.
Wait, what! Prophetess? As in the one that kidnapped her all those years ago? Hah!
"Please Ash, that must have been over a thousand years ago, you're spouting nonsense." I decided to butt in. The others looked like the had no clue what was going on so I took that as a positive, more reasons to prove my point.
"It is her! She's the one who held me captive and tortured me for days! I WILL kill her!" She lunged towards the old woman.
I knew I should probably care about Dimitri's family getting slaughtered like the voice in my head was telling me to. But to be honest, I didn't really give a shit anymore, so what did I do? I sat down in the middle of the street and watched the show in front of me with a smirk on my face. I've never gotten to see Ash so furious, so why not?
Ash was no more than three feet in front of Yeva before Viktoria made it in front of her with a stake ready. But of course, this girl stood no chance against Ash. Hell, no one stands a chance against Ash, especially when she's angry. Even the thought was absurd.
Ash had her hands out ready to strike at Viktoria when a huge, swirling fire ball came out of no where and struck Ash on the side, flinging her ten feet to the side.
I immediately got back up on my feet from where I was sitting. There is a moroi here.. I smell him. That and there could be no other possible way that a fireball that size would have been made from anyone else.
"Rose! Kill her! I want her dead! NOW!" Ash screamed at me from on the ground.
Her whole arm and right side of her body had been burned, skin completely gone and replaced by a black charcoal. I obeyed her command, just because I wanted to wrap this up quickly so I can go snack on that moroi that was now hiding in the trees.
I dashed forward, arms out to reach for Yeva's neck when a kick aimed at the ribs came, I easily dodged. What is this? Kindergarten? A Moroi could do better than that. I grabbed Viktoria's leg and pulled her entire body towards me. Yeva and Olena started shrieking in fright of their precious daughter as I gave her leg a twist, sending out a sickening crack and a screaming girl at my feet. There was no doubt about it, I had just broke her leg. It will heal though, she's lucky I didn't tear her leg right off.
Despite that there was a strigoi a foot away from her, Olena wasted no time in rushing to her daughter's side with tears streaming down her face.
"How could you do this to an innocent girl!" She screamed at me. "How could you not feel anything in causing others pain!"
I smirked at the woman at my feet and said to her, "Oh, I feel something. I feel a lot of different emotions when hurting someone, believe it or not."
Her eyes opened in surprise and the slightest bit of hope seeped into them. Strigoi don't feel bad for anything, they just don't care. That's what we've all been told.
I continued, "I feel exhilarated, empowered, giddy, smug. Yes, I feel so much more when hurting someone. The feelings are more intense depending on what I've done to the person." I smiled down at her.
Without watching Olena's reaction, I turned on my heel and faced Yeva, the creepy woman who somehow knew me. But I didn't car, all I car about is killing her. Despite how crazy Ash is acting over someone who just looks like her kidnapper, I wouldn't mind her gone either. There is something that is just not right about her.
But before I could make another move, five other bodies came barrelling through the bushed and trees from the park.; all cloaked in the darkness. It surprised me that there were so many, I had onle assumed that there was only one moroi in there. Of course, having about one or two body gueards depending on how important and wealthy the person is.
I hadn't moved yet, but Yeva decided to take this opportunity to take a few steps back away from me. My eyes darted around, now being able to see the faces of the men.
There was an Asian looking one, but very muscular. There was two shaggy blonde guys with brown eyes who looked like they could be brothers. Then there was a very ordinary looking guy, copper hair, mud brown eyes. The only exception with the whole normal looking part was the muscles. He had the biggest muscles I had ever seen and is reminded me of Ron off of Jersey Shore, a reality TV show that Ash got me hooked on. Something that all those men had in common? They all had gleaming stakes in their hands, they were all guardians.
But the last man was a little different, he didn't have a stake. It made sense because I smelled him and he is most definitely moroi. He had dark, chestnut hair that looked very similar to my own. He also had the most familiar set of eyes but I could not remember where I had seen them. He had a dark purple cashmere scarf over top of his white shirt with jeans and a jacket on top. He struck me as a person who would be in a mob or something along those lines. This man meant business.
The two blonde guys went over to protect Olena and Viktoria a few meters away from me, both were very on guard due to the proximity between us. The Asian and the bland guy went over to Ash and had started to fight with her, I cold hear their stakes whistling as the were swung.
The shady looking mobster moroi stood alone, unprotected which I found very odd... But I didn't get to far in my musings before he spoke.
"My, my, Rosemarie. I always knew you liked to cause trouble like your father, but I'd never thought you would go so far as to kill your mentor's family." He shook his head at me.
"How the hell do you know my name? What about my father? And call me Rosemarie one more time and it will be the last words you will ever utter from your mouth." I threatened him, baring my fangs at him. Who the hell is this guy? And he knows who my father is?
"I wouldn't mind having my last few words being my daughter's name, so go ahead Rosemarie." He shot back at me, with a sly smile on his face.
Wait... Daughter? And then I put it together. He was my father, my blood related father. And it made sense. His hair was the exact same shade as mine, and his eyes. I knew I had seen them somewhere. That somewhere had been in the mirror, when looking at my reflection. I felt like I've been punched int he gut. I was meeting my father for the first time. The same father who had never been around for my childhood.
I boiled with anger and saw red as I lunged past Yeva, who had a blank expression and at the man who I had just found out was my father.
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