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Rose

"You don't remember anything?" Asked a guy with green eyes. He smelled like smoke. He was leaning forward and looking me in the eyes as I sat on the couch in a room of a very expensive hotel.

"Should I remember something?" I asked slowly. The crying girl from earlier was sitting on the bed and a boy with black hair and bright blue eyes had an arm around her, trying to comfort her. I wonder if she's okay.

"Do you know my name?" The man who called me Roza asked. He was standing next to the smoke-smelling guy. I shook my head.

"Did the magic go wrong?" A boy with dirty blonde asked the Smoke Boy.

"No," Smoke Boy told him as he looked at me. I felt like a specimen under a microscope. "I can see her aura, it's back to the way it was when she was shadowkissed. The magic worked, this has to be something else."

"If it's not the magic what—"

"Will someone tell me what's going on?" I couldn't take it anymore. They kept talking about me like I wasn't there. "Who are you? What do you want with me?" Everyone in the room stared at me. I looked from face to face, seeing strangers, and waiting for someone to answer me. Finally the man with the long coat took a deep breath.

"I'm Dimitri," He said with his accented voice. "This is Adrian," He gestured to Smoke Boy, "Eddie," The boy with dirty blonde hair nodded towards me, "Jill," the shy looking girl with red hair, "Over there is Christian, and Liss—"

My world shifted all of a sudden. One second I was sitting on the couch, and the next I was on the bed next to the boy Dimitri had called Christian.

"She knows who I am!" I shouted. No that wasn't my voice, it was the crying girl's voice. I shot up off the bed and ran over to where the others were except there was one more person than there should be. Where I had sat previously was a girl with hair so dark it was almost black. "Rose, tell them. Tell them you know who I am."

The voice was coming out of my mouth. What's going on? I didn't say that. I don't even have control of my own body. Wait; was that me sitting on the couch? If so, then am I inside the crying girl?

"Lissa," Christian put a hand on the crying girl's arm. So that's her name, Lissa.

"Rose, please," Lissa cried out to the me sitting on the couch. "We're best friends. More than that, you're like my sister." Lissa wasn't thinking straight. Even I could tell and I just met her. "You can feel me, I know you can. We're bonded. Just like before, you could reach out and go in my mind." That was all she could get out before she choked on more tears.

Then something was shaking me. Not the me in Lissa's head, but the me sitting on the couch. I blinked and I was back in my body. Lissa was on her knees on the floor with tears coming from her eyes again, only this time I could feel her sadness, her despair. She blamed herself for this, whatever this was.

Dimitri said something in a different language. Maybe it was Russian. "It's the darkness." He watched as Christian tried to get Lissa back to the bed again. "When she healed Rose she must have used too much spirit." He glanced at Adrian.

"I can make a charm, can't say how much it will help though." Adrian moved into the bedroom part of the Hotel room and took something shinny from the bedside table.

"What's going on?" I asked again. "Is she going to be okay?" I felt the strongest urge to help her.

"Come on Rose," Dimitri said and offered me a hand. Was I Rose? "I'll explain everything, but it's probably better if we talk somewhere else for a little while."

Jill

I watched as Adrian handed Christian the necklace that he had just charmed. Through Adrian's eyes, I watched the darkness in Lissa's golden aura fade slightly. As the darkness faded, Lissa slowly calmed down. Instead of sobbing she was simply staring at nothing in particular with tears flowing down her perfect cheeks.

"That helped a little," Adrian sighed. "I don't know how well it will work, so she shouldn't be alone for a while." Adrian went over to the couch and plopped down.

"What are we going to do?" I asked no one in particular. The question hung in the air for what seemed like forever.

"We wait for Belikov to come back with Rose." Adrian said as he reached for his shirt pocket where he normally kept his cigarettes then seemed to decide against it at the last second.

I was worried about Rose and Lissa. Rose was so strong, it was impossible to think she died just like me. Well I guess that's not true, she died three times now. Maybe that's what is happening now. Maybe a person can't become shadowkissed twice?

Eddie patted my hand reassuringly. I gave him a smile. "Rose is there," he said. "She even yelled at us for talking about like she wasn't there." I could see the glimmer of hope in his eyes. Maybe he was right.

Rose

"So you're telling me I died?"

"Yes," Dimitri told me with an unwavering gaze.

"How?" I asked. This was crazy. People didn't come back from the dead, did they?

"You stepped in front of a strigoi that was heading for Lissa." Dimitri's Russian accent answered me. "I don't know what happened next, I was fighting a strigoi of my own. I heard Lissa scream and when I looked over, you were on the ground."

I listened to his explanation, but didn't understand. "What are strigoi?"

"There are two races of vampires, one that is alive, and one that is dead." Dimitri had a faraway look in his eyes. "The vampires that are alive are called moroi and the dead ones are strigoi. They both drink blood, but the moroi don't kill their victims like the strigoi." He continued. "Strigoi are evil and soul less."

"They are dead?" I could feel a shiver run down my spine. "Like me?"

"No," the distant look in his eyes disappeared instantly. "No, you are a dhampir" Before I could ask what a dhampir was he continued. "Dhampirs are half moroi, half human. We get humans strength and durability, and the moroi health. Dhampirs almost always become guardians who vow protect moroi from strigoi."

I looked away from his gaze, I couldn't take it at that moment. This was so much to take in. I swallowed and took a breath before asking another question.

"I heard Lissa and Adrian talking about magic and spirit," I wasn't even sure if it was important. Dimitri nodded.

"All moroi have magic. They can control one of four physical elements, or the fifth element." The physical elements are water, fire, earth, and air. Christian is a fire user, and Jill is a water user. The fifth element is spirit. Both Adrian and Lissa are spirit users."

"What does spirit do?" I asked before I could stop myself. I could guess that the other four elements were what they sounded like, but spirit sounded odd.

"This is where it gets complicated," Dimitri paused.

"Now it gets complicated?" I asked him. "What would you call the other stuff?" I guess he thought what I said was funny because his lips quirked up a little at the corners. Then as soon as it had appeared, it disappeared and he continued with his explanation.

"We still don't know the full reaches of spirit because there are so few spirit users. What we do know is that spirit users can heal, and have a wide range of psychic powers. They can see auras, which are bands of light around people. They can compel anyone to do anything the spirit user wants."

"So you're saying that Lissa and Adrian are psychic?" I asked him. He may be beautiful, but if he was telling me the truth, I might have to hit him.

"To a certain extent, they are." The hint of a smile was back and his eyes seemed to light up with it, then again it was gone.

"You said earlier, when Lissa was crying, that it was the darkness?"

"Yes, Spirit can do amazing things, but not without a toll. When a spirit user uses his or her magic, they use a piece of their soul, which is light. What is left behind is darkness. That darkness can cause depression and insanity."

"So why was the darkness affecting Lissa?" I asked another question. At this point I was starving for information, even if these people might be certifiably insane.

"Lissa healed you," Dimitri told me. "She brought you back."

I waited for the punch line, but it didn't come. "From the dead?" I asked but Dimitri's eyes stayed serious. "She resurrected me?"

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