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CHAPTER 1

ROSE POV

I opened my eyes and opened the window at the same time. Looking out i saw something other than just boring clouds: grass-mountains-trees--

WELCOME TO SIBERIA

I had always known that Dimitri (my heart felt like it would burst in pain) would be in Siberia. Siberia. Here, Dimitri grew up and spent his childhood days here, here in Siberia. and as a stigoi he could probably return here. I felt my silver stake in the pocket of my hoodie. I bit my lip as I remembered why i was here: to find my one true love, Dimitri, and kill him. I felt tears swimming in my wasn't fair. Dimitri and I were just beginnning to truely express our love for each other, and we had many plans...plans to someday be able to confess our love and yet not be shamed for our actions. But no! Dimitri was taken away from me...away from his one and only love. By the Stigoi! My eyes suddenly burned with a new light!

Stigoi! They had ruined my life! RUINED EVERYONES LIVES! if they didn't exist and cause so many problem i couldnt have to be a guardian. No. Many dhanpirs wouldnt need to ever train and risk their lives for them. My anger burned and burned!

"just die already, seriously!" i growled out loud. The frenchman in the seat next to me started figiting. But i didnt care. I felt the eyes of many who were in sight of me, glancing at me with puzzled expressions. But I didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore. Only one thing mattered: Dimitri. Only Dimitri mattered now. Nothing else. And as much as I wanted to keep my promise (in killing him if he ever turned strigoi) my heart also ached a lot for him.

I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. I so wanted to be with Dimitri. We both had finally found true love…

Dimitri… Dimitri…Dimitri…Dimitri…Dimi…my lover…

I sighed. I loved him. And the thoughts were both painful and relieving. I pictured Dimitri's eyes in my mind. The warm brown eyes I could recognize anywhere. The nice brown shade…or now a deep red from blood? A nagging voice in my head suddenly spoke. His sweet rare smile…or just a cruel cold smile? The voice continued. His soft hands stroking my face…or was it hard murderous hands exposing my neck? A voice sneered. NO! I shoved all my Dimitri thoughts away. Now I felt sick and pain struck my heart again.

I sighed. Nothing would keep that annoying voice away now!

Liar! I wanted to scream at the irritating voice. But both my heart and mind knew that this was possible.

Yeah…the bothering voice returned…yeah! You never know. Dimitri could have changed or not….but probably changed into a wild killing Strigoi now.

"NO!" I screamed out loud. The people around me glanced anxiously at me. Even the flight attendant dropped her tray in surprise. I close my eyes and took nice long even breaths. I tried to reassure myself but I knew the truth, just as Mason had told me. I took a long drink of water and calmed myself down. Within a few hours I would be at Dimitri's place.

I glanced around at my surroundings. I was in a shabby village, not shabby, no, but just a little small and poor. I never knew of Dimitri's village until I asked Alberta CASUALLY where Dimitri was raised. I sighed and walked towards one of the closest houses. This one in particular was quite old but rather clean looking. I knocked on the door and hoped that someone that lived in this residence knew of Dimitri. This was HIS village and someone should know where his family is. The creaking sound of the door opening jutted me out of my thoughts. A woman in her fifties had opened the door and her eyes bored into mine. NO! I panicked. But I had knew this would happen now or later. The woman's eyes were a warm brown…a shade I could recognize anywhere. Her eyes were ringed with bags and must have meant that she had been crying at lot recently. Her eyes looked up and down my body and then came to a rest again on my face. I also quickly noted that her hair was a very soft brown...another simular was a moment of complete silence which her face showed the same shock and recognition on my face as on hers.

"Mrs Belikov?" I heard my voice shake and tremble.

"Yes…" her voice trailed off, still staring at me in shock and wonder. "You would be Roza Hathaway of course. My little Dimika has told me so much about you! I always wondered if you would come to visit someday."

I just nodded. I knew what Dimitri had probably told his mother and I bit my lip. Dimitri's mother must have seen my reaction and began to divert it by opening the door wider and inviting me in. I walked in and thanked her. Inside was just as shabby as the outside and I wondered if Dimitri was poor. Not that it mattered. She took me to a small living room and gestured for me to sit down on a surprisingly soft sofa. Dimitri's mother walked out again, saying she was going to make hot chocolate. Hearing that almost made me cry. Dimitri had once told me that "Doubling is the secret" to a smashing hot chocolate. I wondered if he had gotten that from his mother. Suddenly I was aware that there was a small antique table next to me with many framed photos. I picked one up and examined it closely. It was a picture of a teen boy dressed in black cloths and a coat. It was taken probably in surprise as the boy had a look of shock on his face. The boy was carrying a trophy of excellence. He was standing outside some iron gates with the words "Siberian Academy" written in fancy writing. I was staggered. This had to be Dimitri…Dimitri in his teens. Dimitri winning an award. And I was surprised at how he looked. He looked shocked but he was just as hot has he was when we first met. I wondered if he had dated much people before me.

My thoughts were interrupted as Mrs Belikov came rushing into the room with two cups of steaming hot chocolate on a tray. She smiled as she handed me the drink and sat down opposite me.

"I'm Anna Belikov, Dimitri's mother," she formally introduced herself. I figured that I should do the same.

"I'm Rosemarie Hathaway but everyone calls me Rose," I replied. She smiled a sad smile at me.

I hesitated before i asked her anything. She probably knew who I was and that I was madly in love with Dimitri.....Suddenly opened a drawer of the table and took something out. It was a stack of yellowing paper. Letters and Envelopes. Letters from Dimitri i realised. Without a word Anna handed me a chose letter from the pile and as i began to read it my heart soared for a second and then crashed back to reality.

~Find out what was in the letter~
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