RPOV

That was it. I'd had enough. Enough pain, enough misery, enough of this meaningless life of protecting people who don't even care. I sat the letter on my bed, my last good bye to the world that I once knew. I took my wallet and walked out the door knowing if I saw any of them again, I wouldn't care.

LPOV

I hadn't seen Rose since I had yelled at her through the bond the other day about being near Dimitri. I mean seriously, she has to know by now that he doesn't want anything to do with her anymore. I decided that it was time for her to come out of hiding and return to the world. Maybe I would take her shopping.

I was presently walking down the hallway outside of her room, and arrived only to find her door open. I thought it was weird, she wouldn't want anyone to get into her room. I walked in and something on the bed caught my eye.

It was a piece of white paper, a letter. It was addressed to:

Lissa, Belikov, Eddie, Sparky, Mia and Adrian.

I called the others before reading it having a feeling that I already knew what it said. Slowly, to slowly everyone arrived and sat down.

I opened it and started to read to everyone:

By the time that you read this I will be Strigoi. I would rather live a life with no remorse for my actions than the pain I am in now. Pain from the only actions, words, or thoughts that could have broken me at this time: Love Fades Mine Has. So as a result next time you see me I will be Strigoi, don't try to bring me back because I will be happily terrorizing the world, starting in Russia.

Rose, Roza, Bloody Rose, Rosie, Bitch Rose, Little Dhampir.

I don't exactly remember what happened next, only that I woke up in the clinic with the letter scrunched tightly in my hand.

ONESHOT? STORY? YOU TELL ME!