189I'll love you for Eternity
Rose POV
As the stake I held within my hand helped me finish off the last Strigoi, I realized that I was alone within the caves. From the corner of my eye, I saw Dimitri's leather duster fly around the corner and putting as much energy as I could into my stiff legs, I tried to follow him.
Mental note; thank Dimitri for all those laps.
While hurrying through the twists and turns of the caves, I finally caught sight of the daylight up ahead. Already I could feel the relief of knowing that I would make it out, that Dimitri, my mother and my closest friends would make it out. As I drew closer to the mouth of the cave, I saw everyone else was running towards the wards, and Dimitri's brilliant smile. A very rare smile, one that told me everything would be okay, and that he loved me.
I could feel my lips form into a smile just before a wave of nausea hit me. And that was just before a Strigoi did.
A pair of seriously strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me against their chest. In a slightly desperate move, I made my heel kick his shin with as much energy as I could muster. It must have hit hard –or surprised him –because he dropped me yet recovered a moment later. His ghostly hands reached for my neck, earning him a swift knee to the stomach. With the wind knocked out of him for a scarce moment, I tried to send a round house kick only for my foot to be seized within his hands.
With one sharp tug, I found myself flat on my back, his body caging me, blonde hair creating a wall around my face.
A realization came to be that this could very well be my last moment alive as his head lowered to my neck. I braced myself to the bite, the feeling of the endorphins, yet none came. Only whispered words.
"The guardian of the last Dragomir. Aren't I lucky thing?" He chuckled, breath fanning over my skin causing a shiver to take over my body against my mind's will. "Wait until he hears about the bounty I'm about to give him."
With those somewhat confusing words, his teeth sunk within my flesh which made a brief scream escape from my lips followed by whimpers of the sweetness of the endorphins quickly flooded my body. Slowly I could feel eyes getting heavy, my arms become concrete.
With the little energy I had left, I turned my head to the entrance of the cave, seeing Dimitri's horror struck face. Even with the sadness overcoming him, he was still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Behind him I could only just make out my mother, tears streaming down her face as she watched me.
A wave of blackness flashed before my eyes before my vision became blurry.
Well, this is it. No more Rosemarie Hathaway, I thought to myself, giving a sad smile.
With my eyes now closing, my lips moved to mouth the final words I'll probably ever say again.
I love you.
My world became black.
Dimitri POV
We were so close! So close to having happiness!
With those words circling around my head I knew that I couldn't allow this to happen to her, I spun on my heel, trying to desperately reach her –to save her. A hand with almost supernatural strength stopped me in my tracks, however.
"Belikov," a strained voice called. "You need to leave her, she has no hope anymore."
My head snapped to the person speaking, a growl about to leave my lips when I saw who spoke. Janine Hathaway, the mother of the girl that will always hold my heard, had just brokenly commanded me to leave her daughter to die. I couldn't believe my ears. Wasn't a mother supposed to try everything to save their child? When I took a closer look at her, though, steady streams of tears made their way down her cheeks and her eyes were already red and puffy. She looked heartbroken.
In my head a war battled, one mightier than the one just fought; whether to save my Roza and probably end up giving up my own life, or to obey an order given to me by someone of higher authority.
I never got to decide.
The blonde Strigoi lifted his head, a deadly smirk plastered upon his face, her blood staining his lips. His tongue swiftly licked at his teeth before ripping the fangs through his own wrist.
I watched in horror as the monster lowered his wrist to her lips, watching as her deeply unconscious body took greedy gulps of his black blood. His lips moved, the words not reaching my ears, before catching our expressions.
Janine was shaking furiously, sobs of heartbreak taking over her. I seethed in fury, in blood lust for his death. Yet, none of that bastards looks or actions would ever be as bad as when Rose lifted her hands –now steady and seeming getting stronger –to bring the Strigoi's wrist closer to her mouth.
Already the physical changes were starting to happen; her beautifully tan skin was now turning pale and flashes of fangs peeked from between her pink lips. She sat up a moment later, fingers curling tightly around his hand and causing his discomfort.
His lips moved once more, obvious happiness from the way his red eyes gleamed sadistically, before he was no longer kneeling in front of Rose. Instead his body was thrown against the closest cave wall, Rose slowly getting to her feet. When she was steady, her body launched at him, hands getting hold of the sides of his head, her lips pulled up to expose the protruding fang tips while speaking with anger. He smirked once more, replying just before a sickening crack sounded.
A cruel smile was replacing the angelic smile Rose would normally have, a decapitated head now between her hands. Within a moment of a second, her body turned towards the sun, arm extended to throw the head into it. If this whole scene wasn't serious, I would have said that her arm could put American footballers to shame.
As it left her grip and came into the sun, the blonde hair turned to ash and the skin melting away. What was left caught on fire, burning until it joined the ash that use to be hair.
The body flew over our heads a second later, followed by a feral scream, the body catching fire just past us.
My eyes, however, never left her as she fell to her knees, shoulders shaking while her now white hands hid her face.
"Roza," was whispered from my lips while I took a step forward, hand extended slightly.
Even though the whisper had been as soft as the wind, her head lifted up, eyes flickering from the warm chocolate brown to a blood tainted red. Her body convulsed like she had been previously shocked with electricity, looked at both her mother and I. She got to her feet a moment later, turning her back on us while heading into the caves with her hands clenched into fists.
From there, I could not look. I knew I would most likely never see her again.
"We should head back," I whispered, trying to remove my emotions from wanting to take me over.
When I didn't hear her move, I leant down to help her up. We both made our way back to the wards, both of us flinching when Rose's screams of fury echoed from the cave to the area outside.
Lissa POV
A scream registered to my ears, one that sounded vaguely familiar. I hoped it wasn't Rose or, if it was, that it was due to someone popping in her shoulder –not because she had lost someone. Or worse.
I shook my head. No, that was no way to think. Rose was strong, stronger than anyone I had ever or will ever know.
I rose to my feet from having been kneeling by a wounded Dhampir while helping. Adrian caught my eye as he healed a minor wound. He was getting better at his magic.
"Lissa," he called out to me. "I think the last two Guardians came back, you should check them first." His skin looked too pale, you could easily tell he was tiring himself out.
I'll have to tell Rose how caring he's been today. After all, Adrian did have a lot of interest in Rose.
I hurried to the entrance of the infirmary, quickly scanning around for any sight of Rose, however I couldn't see her yet. I focused straight ahead, seeing Guardian Belikov helping Guardian Hathaway on a chair, her hands clutching at her upper arms and expression shocked.
"Guardian Hathaway, are you alright?"
I hurried right over, kneeling in front of her and checking her for injuries. When I paused, though, sobs came over her which shocked me to no end.
"I think she's in shock," Guardian Belikov whispered, causing me to look up at him.
His eyes had black bags under them, skin gone white, and the life in his eyes seemed to be fading. My mouth opened to ask them if the rescue was successful when a horrible thought came to mind.
"Where's Rose?" My voice was whispered. My question went unanswered. I rose to my feet, eyes wide as I rose my voice. "Where is Rose?"
Guardian Hathaway broke down crying, hands moving to cover her eyes, shoulders shaking. Guardian Belikov's head was turned to the side, eyes not daring to meet mine, however a single tear escaped from his eyes.
Once more I rose my voice, now screaming at them, probably gaining the whole places attention. "Where is she!?"
After a moment's hesitation, Guardian Belikov's eyes met mine, his voice sounded dead. "She was turned."
My body froze.
"H-How can you be sure?" My voice shook and I desperately wanted to believe that I had misheard.
"She was turned at the mouth of the cave, Princess. Decapitated a Strigoi with her bare hands." His large hand came down to rest on my shoulder. "I'm sorry for the loss of your friend, Princess Dragomir. I must take my leave, however," his hand removed from my shoulder before walking out of the doors of the infirmary.
I stood in shock, the sound of hysterical crying filling my ears. I sunk to my knees, hands falling to my side as tears took over me, much like the ones Guardian Hathaway cried.
My best friend, my future Guardian, and one of the best people I have and will ever meet, my sister; she was now one of the undead.
Hey, if you are reading this, than hello! This is the new official first chapter. It was been redone after two years (holy shit) of being written. Hope you enjoy the future chapters!