Holy crap! Can it be? Is this a new chapter for a story that hasn't been updated in forever! It can't be! But it is
Now, when I first published this story, I knew that it was only going to be about 10 chapters, and I intend to keep it like that. So, I will be updating this, and trying to get it completely down by the end of August.
I am so very sorry that it has taken this long for me to really get anything done on this story, but in my defense, I have had a lot going on. I am VERY happy to finally be writing this again, and hope you enjoy it at least as much as I did.
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Rose's POV
"I don't give a shit what you say!" I yelled and Viktor. "We are not stopping in the middle of Las Vegas. We are going straight to his house, and that's final." I huffed and pressed down on the gas pedal as the light turned green.
Viktor mumbled from the back his apologies and told me where to go. "Turn left here… keep going straight… turn left at the stop sign…" He directed me from the back, and I knew he wouldn't lie to me. I had 'accidently' broken his foot this morning after he decided that he wasn't going to get in the car after we had stopped for some food. He started to make a scene so I stomped on his foot and whispered to him not to scream. He limped back to the car, and slowly slipped in the back seat next to Sonya.
After some time on a small dirt road, he spoke again. "Here." He said, and I looked at what we had arrived at. It was a small, old house that was surrounded by many trees that I am sure would block out any intruders. If there were any out here, that is. We were miles from the city now, and the area was open and clear of any type of population.
"Let me go in first." He said.
"Yah right!" I yelled, "I don't know if you have an escape plan or not, so I am going with you."
He nodded, his usual Viktor smartass-ness held back. "He's jumpy and shy, so be cautious." Viktor said as we walked up the gravel.
I looked around at the luxury he lived in, obviously paid for by Viktor. "You… you really care for him don't you?"
"He's my brother." Viktor said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I nodded, but stopped when we reached the door. Viktor just walked in, and I came in after him. I studied the nicely furnished home. It all seemed in place, but for an all powerful spirit user, who was most likely teetering on crazy, it was to clean.
"Robert?" Viktor called out.
A rustling in the kitchen. "Viktor? Is that you?"
Viktor surged forward, running into the kitchen. I followed him, staying barely visible in the doorway and watched Viktor hug the smaller man who gladly grasped the elder. I smiled, happy to bring these two, who apparently loved each other very much, together.
But, I was in a hurry. Bitch mode- Activated.
"Sorry to break up this wonderful family reunion, but we gotta get this show on the road."
Viktor sighed, but obeyed. "Robert, these people-"
"Shh!" Robert said, staring at me. "You are touched by darkness. You are no stranger to death and destruction. You are strange. A Strigoi- Dhampir hybrid."
"Thank you for stating the obvious." I said.
"You seek to be normal again." He stated, stopping right in front of me.
I nodded, bitch bravado gone. "I do. Can you help me?"
"I can. But only you. I am not strong enough to help all three of you."
"What?"
"It will take more than one spirit user to turn your two friends." He said, waving towards the front for the house.
"Why?" I asked, my hopes a little lower.
"It takes much out of a spirit user, especially one that does not know much of what they are doing such as the Dragomir princess." He said.
I licked my lips. "How do you do it?"
"You must be stabbed in the heart with a silver stake."
"It was all a lie then." I said, starting to back away, out of the kitchen.
"No! You don't understand what my brother is saying." Viktor said.
"Why would you say that? You want to see me dead, so why should I believe you?" I said, my hand on the door knob.
"Because you are change. You are what I fought and killed for." My hand released the door handle.
"What?"
"You are change." He said, coming towards me. "If you can get on the council, and make them see the light, the Vampire world will be forever altered. That's all I want." He paused and looked at his brother.
"If we do this for you and Dimitri and Sonya, promise me that you will try your hardest to straighten this twisted world." I nodded furiously.
"Anything. But first I have to get there. I have to be myself, a trustworthy, normal, dhampir."
"And we will get you there, my dear."
I opened the door. I walked out, wiping away and nonexistent tears. By god, if I could cry, I would be sobbing right now. If this worked, I would be a dhampir again. No more spirit rings, no more crazy Strigoi outbreaks.
I walked to the car and told the two inside that Robert could help us.
"Roza, are you sure?" Dimitri said, holding on to my arms, knowing that I was minutes from falling over from being so tired. Tired of everything. I was tired since the day we arrived in Baia together, and finally things were being resolved.
"I- Maybe- I trust him. I don't know why. Maybe it's because he's a spirit user… I don't know. But I think this will work." I said, resting my head on his warm chest.
"Rose? Dimitri?" Sonya said, poking her out the front door. "I want you two to survive, so just in case, I will go first. Just in case he's tricking us."
I nodded. "Thank you, Sonya." I broke away from Dimitri. "You may be a pain in my ass, but thank you."
She smiled a genuine smile, and went back inside.
"Are you ready for this?" I asked Dimitri, grabbing his hand a squeezing.
"No." He said, laughing. "But neither of us are."
"Point taken." I said, breathing out.
We walked back inside, and saw Viktor coming out of one of the spare rooms with three stakes in his gloved hands.
He set them in front of Robert, who was cross legged on the floor. He looked deep in thought, and when the silver objects were placed in front of him, his hands immediately reached out to hover over them. He closed his eyes, and rested his hands on them.
This was it.
All of our lying, threatening, killing, and suffering will be brought to an end.
Well, at least Strigoi related lying, threatening, killing, and suffering. Soon, I will be a politician. That's a different story.
