The way that it should have been

Chapter 11

I don't know what we would do if we were to actually leave the moroi world behind. But I hated the idea of her being a guardian because it's just sooo chert dangerous. (damn)

I know for a fact that she could handle herself, even against the strigoi. But I still, and probably always will, worry about her. Actually, no, there was no 'probably' to it. I will always worry about her.

After we had been on the road for about two hours, she suddenly jolted awake.

"Dimitri, how many stakes do you have on you?!"

"My normal four plus four extra's, why?" I had intentionally brought those extra stakes for her to use just in case there was a need for her to. While I also hoped that there wouldn't be a need for her to.

"There are some strigoi around here somewhere."

'Now how in the ad does she know that?' I asked myself just seconds before asking her. (hell)

"How do you know that Roza?"

She turned to look at me, "promise me that you won't get angry."

'Now how in the world could her knowing that strigoi are nearby possibly make me angry?' I asked myself.

"Ok, I promise."

"You already know that I'm shadow kissed. But what you don't know is some... Well, most of the side effects that come along with being shadow kissed."

"What do you mean Roza? What kind of side effects exactly?"

I was beginning to get worried. Ad, I was well past beginning to get worried. I was borderline terrified about to cross the border over into yeblya petrified territory. (hell, fucking)

Because there is nothing in this world that could ever scare me like worrying about her could, did, always does and always will. But I can't keep her locked in a tower or behind wards that we now know can be brought crashing to the ground in an instant.

"One of the side effects of being shadow kissed is being able to feel when strigoi are near. The more of them that I kill the easier and farther away that I can feel them. Eventually, I got to where I could figure out roughly how many of them that there were too."

"Wait... are you saying that you have killed strigoi before?!!"

"Yes. That's how I 'learned' to stake so well so fast."

"When?"

"While we were away from the academy, you know that I told you that Victor sent dozens and dozens of strigoi as well as psi-hounds after us?"

"Yes."

"Well, we couldn't always outrun or hide from them. Actually, if I'm being honest if I hadn't been strong enough to carry Lissa. Then we would have never been able to outrun, out maneuver or hid from them."

Well, that did make sense. Because the moroi couldn't run for der'mo. Well, they probably could if they tried or wanted to, they just didn't want to put themselves to enough bother to try to learn to do so. (shit)

"So how did you learn to stake?"

"Before it became common knowledge that Lissa and I had 'run away' from the academy. Lissa called in a few favors that were owed to her family. It took a lot of time, phone calls and investigating. But eventually we found out exactly who my mother was guarding when she got pregnant with me. With that information and quite a lot more digging, phone calls and investigating. We found out who my father is; and then, with great difficulty, we were finally able to get in touch with him. And when I was finally able to get in touch with him. I didn't know if he would want anything whatsoever to do with me because you know just as well as I do how most moroi men are. But I needed to know for sure once and for all. Anyway, he and some of his guardians hopped on his jet and came straight to Chicago. Which had been our first stop after we left the academy. His guardians taught me how to use a stake as well as a few other things. After staying in Chicago for a few months, my father took Lissa and I back to Turkey with him..."