Okay, this Vampire Academy takes place in chapter 25, page. 451 in Spirit Bound, however, my ending is different. Queen Bitch (meaning Tatiana) does not get murdered, so I am going to start with Spirit Bound in the last chapter, before the Queen's guards interrupts Rose and Dimitri arguing. Then I will lead into Last Sacrifice. I do not own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does. Enjoy!

"Oh, for God's sake," I exclaimed. "Will you stop with the-". I dropped the conversation. He will never see it my way. He rarely did. He looked at me as if he was waiting for the rest of my response, yet he looked like he thought he had triumph this conversation. I shook my head. "Never mind, I've got to get back. Adrian's probably awake now, and this conversation is going nowhere." No need to hide the fact that I was with Adrian all night. I did wear the evidence, but I wish it would make him jealous that I am with another guy.

I turned to look at the Guard that first spoke to me. "As I said, I will try to be on good behavior, but I'm Rose Hathaway, and I speak my mind. A lot," I smiled.

The two guards laughed. "It is good to have someone like you around here. Most guardians just grumble when it comes to politics. I have high hopes in you."

I smiled, hiding my sadness. Suddenly, I felt like I had weights lifted onto my shoulders. Could I manage to change the Queen's, and the stuck up Royal's minds about the Age Decree? "I don't know if I can be enough to change their minds." I confessed. "If Arthur was alive, the Decree wouldn't even exist in a single person's mind." I sighed. "I wish he were here."

He shook his head. "No Rose. I think you have more influence than you realize. I can see many dhampires and guardians respect you, even some Moroi. And I don't just mean the Princess or your boyfriend, Lord Ivashkov."

I gave him a startled look. "You can't be serious! I'm wild, reckless, and obstinate and…" I paused and realized that I raised my hand in the air. I tried to put the rest into words, but I couldn't, so I finished with "and many other things."

The other guardian laughed. "So what? It's not like you did anything illegal."

I laughed at how ironic it was he said that, but they took it as if I agreed with them. Out of the corner of my eye, Dimitri was eyeing me carefully. He saw through it.

"Rose-" Dimitri started sounding like he wanted to talk to me about something important, but I cut him off.

"I have to get back now."I didn't look at Dimitri when I said this; I was looking at the two Guardians in front of me. If Dimitri didn't want me in his life, then I will try my best to ignore him. However, I don't need to go back to my room just now, but I suddenly had the feeling to get away from him. Far away.

I turned on my heels and headed for the door. As I walked, I could feel his gaze on me. You chose Adrian, I reminded myself, and Dimitri doesn't want you anymore. Get over it. I got out the door and forgot it was raining; whatever, it's just water. I walked to my room with urgency, not because I wanted to get back, but because talking to Dimitri again just got me mad again. I glared ahead and everyone who saw me, made sure they kept an eight foot radius from me. Yeah, they all know my reputation. Rose Hathaway, the reckless of all the guardians. Yesterday probably only made it worse. I growled.

"God, why do you fucking hate me?" I asked him.

If I was with him right now, I could only imagine him saying "I thought you didn't really believe in me? So how can someone who doesn't exist hate you?"

I would respond, "Because I'm Rose fucking Hathaway, and anything with a single pair of chromosomes would eventually hate me."

Suddenly, I heard my name called. I looked to my right, and coming towards me is the most handsome dhampire in the world. "Ambrose!" I said, smiling, my angry mood pushed away for the time being.

He smiled, though he wasn't showing his perfect white teeth. Something seemed off. He ran his right hand through his black curly hair and stopped and stayed at the back of his neck. Yup, something was off.

"What's wrong? Are you okay."

"Not quite. Can you come with me right now? We need to talk. Privately."

Ambrose being quite blunt like that, well, that was out there. I got the feeling something was very wrong. I nodded. Just like that, he turned and started walking the way he came. I walked beside him and looked at his form. He looked pained, and a little intimidated, like he was unsure of something. His muscles were somewhat on edge, like ready for something hard to hit him, but he wasn't going to strike back.

"Ambrose-" I started, sounding annoyed.

"Everything will make sense when we get there. Until then, please don't ask questions."

I fell silent. I usually would demand to know what is going on, but something told me to shut the hell up and listen. I continued to follow him, and the path he took, I knew where we were going; to see Rhonda. We entered the building and walked down the hall to Rhonda's room. When we entered, I could smell Raven, with a hint of lilac, but not strong enough to overpower the smell of Raven. I looked around, suspecting to see Rhonda. I looked in her red living room, but she wasn't there, however another royal was, and it wasn't just any royal; it was Queen Bitch herself.

"Are you kidding me!" I yelled at Ambrose and the queen after the door was shut…and locked.

"Now Rose," Ambrose began in a pleading tone. "Just listen to what she has to say."

"I did! Yesterday in freaking court, she dragged out!"

"Yes! You were about to motivate people."

"No shit! I that would be the point!"

"Not for the reasons you want!"

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"It means Rose, that there are moroi that want to enslave all dhampires." Rose, she just called me by my first name. Really? I can't recall the last time I called her a friend. It's Guardian Hathaway to you, I thought to her silently.

"That's insane!" I yelled.

"Is it?" Ambrose butted in. I looked over at him and saw that he was standing by the wall behind me all tensed up, like he was waiting for a fight. "Why do you think I dropped out? I never got to really see any options in the world to be what I wanted to be, and neither did you! They try to brainwash us when we are kids to get us to be Guardians when we grow up, and to sacrifice ourselves to protect the them."

"They don't brainwash us."

"They might as well have Rose. What did they drill into you when you first started training?"

"They come first." I said automatically.

"Why do you want to protect the moroi?"

"Because they come first."

"Why?"

I was silent. I actually had to think that one through. I protect Lissa because I love her. I protect Christian because he cares about her and she cares about him, but deep down inside, they have grown to be my family. In Spokane, I protected Mia, because it was drilled into me that they come first. However, now that I think about it, I didn't protect Mia because 'they come first' was drilled into me. I did it because it was the right thing to do. "I don't know." I replied stiffly. Maybe Ambrose and her majesty had a point. "All I know is that they do. However, I don't protected them because 'they come first' I protect them because one, I'm good at it, and two, because it's the right thing to do."

Tatiana gave me a wry smile. "That is what I thought you did if for."

I crossed my arm. "You make it sound like it's a bad thing."

"It's not. Many Guardians don't even know why the protect us; they just do because it is drilled into them. Do you think that they would if they didn't have that drilled into them?"

"I really don't know. Some may not; they might want the chance to be something else, like a brain surgeon or a mechanic."

"Do you feel as if most of your graduating class of dhampires might have been one of them?"

I took a moment to thing on that. "Yes."

"Would you have been something different than a Guardian?"

"Probably not."

"Why is that?"

"Because I have always of wanted to protect Lissa."

"Since when?"

I grew quiet and I had a flashback. Back in kindergarten, where Lissa and I first met, Jesse was picking on a girl by calling her names and pushing her down on the ground. She sounded so afraid. I didn't like the feeling that anyone was hurt or scared. At the time, I was on the monkey bars, hanging upside down with my eyes closed. I heard a cry and a plea for someone to stop. I opened my eyes and saw a helpless pretty moroi girl being pushed down again and again as she got up; more laughter as she fell once more. I got up and as I approached them, she asked again for them to stop. Jesse and Rafe looked at each other and both pushed her down. I got angry, and I remember charging at them, knocking all of us on the ground. I decided to make Jesse responsible for this, and wrestled him down on the ground, my right hand, I made a fist and I punched him. I sat down on his torso, so he won't come at the girl or me, or even run off to tell the teacher. I already threw a pencil at my teacher, so me getting in trouble again wouldn't be such a good thing.

"Apologize to her!" I yelled.

"Are you out of your mind!"

"Apologize, or I will hit you again!" I threatened in a dark voice.

"I'm sorry Vasilisa." He said at last, truly frightened.

"Do you mean it?" I asked, squeezing his neck.

"Yes." He said, and I saw panic in his eyes.

"Good." I got up and stepped away from him. I looked up at the girl who was standing in front of us, with a look of relief on her pretty face. I got up and walked over to her side, and then I turned to face Jesse again. "Leave her alone, and if I hear even a single whisper that you want to do something like this to her or even another innocent person, you will meet my dark side."

He cringed. "It gets darker?"

I smiled wickedly. "Do you want to find out?"

Jesse shook his head vigorously, and I gave him one hard nod. I started to walk away when the girl I just saved, Vasilisa, lightly touched my arm. "What is your name?" She asked me in a timid voice.

I smiled at her kindly, she seemed sweet. "Rose. Rose Hathaway."

We remained best friends ever since.

"Since kindergarten," I responded sincerely. "But I still don't get why you won't change the quorum. Why? Please, change it! If you don't you are going to wipe out my freaking race and not to mention yours even. You are going to let kids get killed over protecting moroi that might be twice or three times their age. Prevent this tragedy before it happens! On top of that, you will have an uprising against you. I will promise you that."

"Rose-." Tatiana said, trying to get me to shut up.

I kept ranting. "And on top of-"

"Rose!" She yelled at me again this week. "I know what is to be expected! Believe me. I do love my people, and I want to protect them all. Believe me when I say that is the best way to protect them."

"How? How is it okay to send kids into battle? Because, obviously, I am missing your point! To me and every dhampire with a freaking brain, this is a death sentence to our race. Do you hate us?"

"No, of course not." She said in a stern voice, sounding like she wants to end this conversation. If she thought she was going to get off easy, she really doesn't know me. "Please, sit down and actually listen to what I have to say. I am royal for a reason Miss. Hathaway. I observe everything at every angle before it becomes a law."

I stood there for several seconds, thinking of what I should do. Should I rant and rave on how stupid she this is? No, I should listen. I surprised myself when I sat down on the red couch, crossed my arms and legs, and nodded to her, telling her to proceed with her explanation. She seemed surprised, and when I glanced at Ambrose, he was as well. He decided to come and sit by me, still keeping the surprise expression on his face. I even think he relaxed a little bit. I think he thought I wasn't going to listen to her and charge her. Which, I admit, the thought has been lingering in my mind since I saw her.

"Rose, please try and see it through my eyes. I know it looks bad, believe me. Like I said before, there are moroi that want to enslave all dhampires into protecting them. I don't want that at all. The best way to give you guys your freedom is to let all dhampires graduate at the age of sixteen so that the parents will put them in their care and get their two years in that way, or have a chance to be someone in life, like you had suggested a brain surgeon or a mechanic."

"But what if they don't notice what you are doing? I see your point to an extent, but what then Tatiana? I don't want to see a kid die! I already saw my best friend die right before my eyes. I know what is like." I swallowed. I never thought of it that way, but now I'm looking at it in every angle. "Its, I mean I don't want anyone going through what I went though! It's hard, and no one should go through that! I swear I had PTSD, I would think about it all the time and I felt like it was my fault that he died- that I should have done something, anything, to save him. It was like I was reliving that whole traumatic event." I swallowed hard again. Admitting this to the queen, what am I? Crazy? I shook my head and went on. "Please, don't. No one needs a trip down guilty lane."

"Rose, I am trying-"

"Besides," I said, cutting her off. "If you wouldn't have brought this to court, it would have still remained eighteen."

Ambrose cut in, surprising me with a very angry tone. "It's not her fault." He snapped. I was taken aback by Ambrose.

"Tell me then Ambrose. How is it not?"

"This topic has been debated for over three years Guardian Hathaway." Tatiana said, speaking up for herself. "Ambrose, lay off. You acted just like her when I told you, except she is a lot more rash."

"Well, sorry acting rash for thinking that sending sixteen year olds out into battle is okay." I said coldly. "What did Arthur say?"

"Arthur wasn't aware of this topic. I think the moroi hid it from him because they knew exactly what his reaction to this subject would be like. Since he is dead, there is no need to hide this topic from the public." It grew quiet after a few moments. Tatiana and Ambrose's eyes were on me, watching me letting this sink in.

And that is when the puzzle pieces clicked into place. I stood up rapidly, I could feel my facial expression was a mixture of both shock and horror. "Oh my god," I said, and when I spoke, it was in a tone of fright.

Queen bitch- well, she really wasn't the entire bitch that I portrayed her to be at first. She was actually somewhat okay. When she looked at me, she was somewhat alarmed, but wanting to know what I was thinking. "That's it! Oh God! There is going to be annihilation!"