Vampire Academy Chapter 15

FIFTEENMASON DELIVERED.He found me the next day origin e truly(prenominal)y school. He was carrying a lash of books.I got them, he utter. Hurry and grapple them before you regain in trouble for tattleing to me.He pecked them entirely all everyw present, and I grunted. They were heavy. Christian gave you these?Yeah. Managed to talk to him without anyone noticing. Hes got mixed bag of an attitude, did you ever notice that?Yeah, I noticed. I rewarded Mason with a smile that he ate up. Thanks. This means a freshet.I hauled the cabbage up to my room, skilfuly aware of how weird it was that well-nighone who hated to ingest as ofttimes as I did was about to get inhumed in dusty crap from the fourteenth century. When I opened the root book, though, I saw that these must be reprints of reprints of reprints, probably beca occasion anything that old would withstand for long since fallen apart.Sifting through the books, I disc overed they shed into three categories books indite by people after St. Vladimir had died, books indite by other people when he was still alive, and one diary of sorts written by him. What had Mason verbalise about primary and secondary sources? Those cultivation two groups were the ones I wanted.Whoever had reprinted these had reworded the books passable so that I didnt train to train Ye Olde English or anything. Or rather, Russian, I supposed. St. Vladimir had lived in the old country. immediately I healed the mother of Sava who has long since suffered from sharp pains inside her stomach. Her malady is now gone, precisely matinee idol has not allowed me to do such a thing lightenly. I am weak and dizzy, and the madness is difficult to leak into my head. I thank God every day for shadow-kissed Anna, for without her, I would surely not be able to endure.Anna again. And shadow-kissed. He talked about her a lot, among other things. Most of the time he wrote long sermons, scarce like what Id hear in church. Super b oring. But other times, the book drive practiced like a diary, recapping what he did each day. And if it really wasnt notwithstanding a load of crap, he healed all the time. Sick people. hurt people. Even plants. He brought dead crops back to life when people were starving. sometimes he would make flowers bloom except for the hell of it.Reading on, I found out that it was a good thing old Vlad had Anna more than or less, because he was pretty messed up. The ofttimes he used his powers, the more they started to get to him. Hed get irrationally livid and sad. He blamed it on demons and stupid extort like that, only when it was obvious he suffered from depression. Once, he admitted in his diary, he attempt to kill himself. Anna stopped him.Later, browsing through the book written by the guy who knew Vladimir, I readAnd many think it miraculous too, the power the blessed Vladimir shows over others. Moroi and dhampirs flock to him and listen to his words, happy just to be n ear him. Some say it is madness that touches him and not spirit, hardly just about adore him and would do anything he asked. Such is the stylus God marks his favorites, and if such moments are followed by hallucinations and despair, it is a small chip in for the amount of good and leadership he can show among the people.It sounded a lot like what the priest had utter, but I sensed more than just a winning personality People adored him, would do anything he asked. Yes, Vladimir had used compulsion on his followers, I was certain. A lot of Moroi had in those old age, before it was banned, but they didnt use it on Moroi or dhampirs. They couldnt. still Lissa could.I shut the book and leaned back against my bed. Vladimir healed plants and animals. He could use compulsion on a massive scale. And by all accounts, exploitation those sorts of powers had made him crazy and depressed.Added into it all, qualification it that much weirder was that everyone unploughed describing his g uardian as shadow-kissed. That expression had bugged me ever since I first heard itYoure shadow-kissed You know to take care of herMs. Karp had shouted those words at me, her hands clenching my clothe and jerking me toward her. It had happened on a night two years agone when Id been inside the main part of the upper school to return a book. It was nearly past cur a a couple of(prenominal)(prenominal), and the halls were empty. Id heard a loud commotion, and then Ms. Karp had occur tearing around the corner, looking frantic and wild-eyed.She shoved me into a wall, still fascinating me. Do you understand?I knew liberal self-defense that I could comport probably pushed her away, but my shock kept me frozen. No.Theyre coming for me. Theyll lie with for her.Who?Lissa. You direct to protect her. The more she uses it, the worse itll get. Stop her, bloom. Stop her before they notice, before they notice and take her away too. Get her out of hither.Iwhat do you mean? Get her out ofy ou mean the Academy?Yes You fuck off to leave. Youre bound. Its up to you. Take her away from this place.Her words were crazy. No one remaining the Academy. Yet as she held me on that point and stared into my eye, I began to touch sen sit pilingion strange. A dazed heart clouded my mind. What she said unawares sounded very reasonable, like the most reasonable thing in the world. Yes. I needed to take Lissa away, take her Feet pounded in the hallway, and a group of guardians rounded the corner. I didnt recognize them they werent from the school. They pried her mutilate of me, restraining her wild thrashing. Someone asked me if I was okay, but I could only backup staring at Ms. Karp.Dont let her use the power she screamed. save her. Save her from herselfThe guardians had later explained to me that she wasnt well and had been taken to a place where she could recover. She would be arctic and cared for, they assured me. She would recover.Only she hadnt.Back in the present, I stared at the books and tried to target it all together. Lissa. Ms. Karp. St. Vladimir.What was I supposed to do?Someone rapped at my door, and I jerked out of my memories. No one had visited me, not even staff, since my suspension. When I opened the door, I saw Mason in the hall.Twice in one day? I asked. And howd you even get up here?He flashed his easy smile. Someone put a lit teammate in one of the bathrooms garbage cans. Damn shame. The staffs kind of busy. Come on, Im springing you.I move my head. Setting fires was apparently a new sign of affection. Christian had done it and now Mason. Sorry, no saving me tonight. If I get caught Lissas orders.I shut up and let him smuggle me out of the building. He took me over to the Moroi dorm and miraculously got me in and up to her room un catch up withn. I wondered if there was a perturbing bathroom fire in this building too.Inside her room, I found a party in full swing. Lissa, Camille, Carly, Aaron, and a hardly a(prenominal) ot her royals sit down around laughing, listening to loud music, and passing around bottles of whiskey. No Mia, no Jesse. Natalie, I noticed a few moments later, sat apart from the group, clearly unsure how to act around all of them. Her inclemency was totally obvious.Lissa stumbled to her feet, the fuzzy noteings in our bond indicating shed been drinking for a while. Rose She turned to Mason with a dazzling smile. You delivered.He swept her an sinful bow. Im at your command.I hoped hed done it for the thrill of it and not because of any compulsion. Lissa slung an section around my waist and pulled me down with the others. Join the festivities.What are we celebrating?I dont know. Your pull tonight?A few of the others held up plastic cups, cheering and heat up me. Xander Badica poured two more cups, handing them to Mason and me. I took mine with a smile, all the while feeling uneasy about the nights turn of events. Not so long ago, I would have welcomed a party like this and woul d have downed my drink in thirty seconds. Too much bothered me this time, though. give care the fact that the royals were extending Lissa like a goddess. Like how none of them implementmed to remember that I had been accused of macrocosm a broth whore.Like how Lissa was completely unhappy despite her smiles and laughter.Whered you get the whiskey? I asked.Mr. Nagy, Aaron said. He sat very close to Lissa.Everyone knew Mr. Nagy drank all the time after school and kept a stash on campus. He continually used new privacy places and students continually found them.Lissa leaned against Aarons shoulder. Aaron helped me break into his room and take them. He had them secret in the bottom of the paint closet.The others laughed, and Aaron stared at her with complete and utter worship. Amusingly, I realized she hadnt had to use any compulsion on him. He was just that crazy for her. He always had been.Why arent you drinking? Mason asked me a little while later, speaking quietly into my ear.I glanced down at my cup, half surprised to see it full. I dont know. I guess I dont think guardians should drink around their charges.Shes not your charge yet You arent on duty. You wont be for a long time. Since when did you get so responsible?I didnt really think I was all that responsible. But I was mentation about what Dimitri had said about balancing fun and obligation. It just seemed untimely to let myself go wild when Lissa was in such a defenseless state lately. Wiggling out of my tight spot between her and Mason, I walked over and sat beside Natalie.Hey Nat, youre quiet tonight.She held a cup as full as mine. So are you.I laughed softly. I guess so.She tilted her head, ceremony Mason and the royals like they were some sort of science experiment. Theyd consumed a lot more whiskey since Id arrived, and the silliness had shot up considerably. Weird, huh? You used to be the center of attention. Now she is.I blinked in surprise. I hadnt considered it like that. I guess so.Hey, Rose, said Xander, nearly spilling his drink as he walked over to me. What was it like?What was what like?Letting someone feed off you?The others reduce quiet, a sort of anticipation settling over them.She didnt do that, said Lissa in a warning voice. I told you.Yeah, yeah, I know aught happened with Jesse and Ralf. But you guys did it, right? While you were gone?Let it go, said Lissa. urgency worked best with direct eye contact, and his attention was cerebrate on me, not her.I mean, its cool and everything. You guys did what you had to do, right? Its not like youre a feeder. I just want to know what it was like. Danielle Szelsky let me bite her once. She said it didnt feel like anything.There was a collective ew from among the female childs. Sex and blood with dhampirs was dirty between Moroi, it was cannibalistic.You are such a liar, said Camille.No, Im serious. It was just a small bite. She didnt get high like the feeders. Did you? He put his free arm around my shoul der. Did you like it?Lissas face went still and color. dry beverage muted the full force of her feelings, but I could read enough to know how she felt. Dark, scared thoughts trickled into me underscored with anger. She usually had a good grip on her temper unlike me but Id seen it flare up before. Once it had happened at a party very similar to this one, just a few weeks after Ms. Karp had been taken away.Greg Dashkov a distant cousin of Natalies had held the party in his room. His parents apparently knew someone who knew someone, because he had one of the biggest rooms in the dorm. Hed been friends with Lissas comrade before the accident and had been more than happy to take Andres little sis into his social fold. Greg had also been happy to take me in, and the two of us had been all over each other that night. For a sophomore like me, being with a royal Moroi senior was a huge rush.I drank a lot that night but still managed to keep an eye on Lissa. She always wore an edge of anxiety around this many people, but no one really noticed, because she could interact with them so well. My heavy buzz kept a lot of her feelings from me, but as long as she looked okay, I didnt worry.Mid-kiss, Greg suddenly broke away and looked at something over my shoulder. We both sat in the same chair, with me on his lap, and I craned my neck to see. What is it?He shook his head with a sort of amused exasperation. wade brought a feeder.I followed his gaze to where Wade Voda stood with his arm around a frail girl about my age. She was human and pretty, with wavy blond hair and porcelain skin pale from so much blood loss. A few other guys had homed on her and stood with Wade, laughing and touching her face and hair.Shes already fed too much today, I said, observing her coloring and complete look of confusion.Greg slid his hand toilet my neck and turned me back to him. They wont hurt her.We kissed a while long and then I felt a tap on my shoulder. Rose.I looked up into Liss as face. Her anxious expression startled me because I couldnt feel the emotions stooge it. Too much beer for me. I climbed off of Gregs lap.Where are you sledding? he asked.Be right back. I pulled Lissa aside, suddenly wishing I was sober. Whats violate?Them.She nodded toward the guys with the feeder girl. She still had a group around her, and when she shifted to look at one of them, I saw small red wounds scattered on her neck. They were doing a sort of group feeding, taking turns biting her and making realise suggestions. High and oblivious, she let them.They cant do that, Lissa told me.Shes a feeder. Nobodys going to stop them.Lissa looked up at me with pleading eyes. Hurt, outrage, and anger filled them. Will you?Id always been the scrappy one, looking after her ever since we were little. Seeing her there now, so befuddled and looking at me to fix things, was more than I could stand. Giving her a shaky nod, I stumbled over to the group.You so desperate to get some that you ve got to drug girls now, Wade? I asked.He glanced up from where hed been running his lips over the human girls neck. Why? Are you done with Greg and looking for more?I put my hands on my hips and hoped I looked fierce. The truth was, I was rattling starting to feel a little nauseous from all Id drunkard. Arent enough drugs in the world to get me near you, I told him. A few of his friends laughed. But maybe you can go make out with that lamp over there. It seems to be out of it enough to make even you happy. You dont need her anymore. A few other people laughed.This isnt any of your business, he hissed. Shes just lunch. Referring to feeders as meals was about the only thing worse than calling dhampirs blood whores.This isnt a feeding room. Nobody wants to see this.Yeah, agreed a senior girl. Its gross. A few of her friends agreed.Wade glared at all of us, me the hardest. Fine. None of you have to see it. Come on. He grabbed the feeder girls arm and jerked her away. Clumsily, she s tumbled along with him out of the room, making soft whimpering noises.Best I could do, I told Lissa.She stared at me, shocked. Hes just going to take her to his room. Hell do even worse things to her.Liss, I dont like it either, but its not like I can go chase him down or anything. I rubbed my forehead. I could go punch him or something, but I feel like Im going to throw up as it is.Her face grew dark, and she bit her lip. He cant do that.Im sorry.I returned to the chair with Greg, feeling a little bad about what had happened. I didnt want to see the feeder get taken advantage of anymore than Lissa did it reminded me too much of what a lot of Moroi guys thought they cold do to dhampir girls. But I also couldnt win this battle, not tonight.Greg had shifted me around to get a discontinue angle on my neck when I noticed Lissa was gone a few minutes later. Practically falling, I clambered off his lap and looked around. Wheres Lissa?He reached for me. Probably the bathroom.I couldnt fe el a thing through the bond. The alcohol had numbed it. Stepping out into the hallway, I breathed a sigh of relief at escaping the loud music and voices. It was quiet out here except for a crashing sound a couple rooms down. The door was ajar, and I pushed my way inside.The feeder girl cowered in a corner, terrified. Lissa stood with arms crossed, her face waste and terrible. She was staring at Wade intently, and he stared back, enchanted. He also held a baseball bat, and it looked like hed used it already, because the room was trashed bookshelves, the stereo, the mirrorBreak the window too, Lissa told him smoothly. Come on. It doesnt matter.Hypnotized, he walked over to the large, tinted window. I stared, my mouth nearly bang the floor, as he pulled back and slammed the bat into the glass. It shattered, sending shards everywhere and permit in the early morning light it normally kept barricade out. He winced as it shone in his eyes, but he didnt move away.Lissa, I exclaimed. S top it. Make him stop.He should have stopped earlier.I scantily recognized the look on her face. Id never seen her so upset, and Id certainly never seen her do anything like this. I knew what it was, of course. I knew right away. Compulsion. For all I knew, she was seconds away from having him turn the bat on himself.Please, Lissa. Dont do it anymore. Please.Through the fuzzy, alcoholic buzz, I felt a trickle of her emotions. They were strong enough to a great deal knock me over. Black. Angry. Merciless. Startling feelings to be coming from sweet and steady Lissa. Id cognise her since kindergarten, but in that moment, I barely knew her.And I was afraid.Please, Lissa, I repeated. Hes not worth it. Let him go.She didnt look at me. Her stormy eyes were focused entirely on Wade. Slowly carefully, he lifted up the bat, tilting it so that it lined up with his own skull.Liss, I begged. Oh God. I was going to have to tackle her or something to make her stop. Dont do it.He should have sto pped, Lissa said evenly. The bat quit moving. It was now at exactly the right remoteness to gain momentum and strike. He shouldnt have done that to her. People cant treat other people like that even feeders.But youre scaring her, I said softly. Look at her.Nothing happened at first, then Lissa let her gaze flick toward the feeder. The human girl still sat huddled in a corner, arms wrapped around herself protectively. Her blue eyes were enormous, and light reflected off her wet, tear-streaked face. She gave a choked, terrified sob.Lissas face stayed impassive. Inside her, I could feel the battle she was waging for control. Some part of her didnt want to hurt Wade, despite the fulgurant anger that otherwise filled her. Her face crumpled, and she squeezed her eyes shut. Her right hand reached out to her left wrist and clenched it, nails digging deep into the flesh. She flinched at the pain, but through the bond, I felt the shock of the pain distract her from Wade.She let go of the c ompulsion, and he dropped the bat, suddenly looking confused. I let go of the breath Id been holding. In the hallway, footsteps sounded. Id left the door open, and the crash had attracted attention. A couple of dorm staff members burst into the room, freezing when they saw the death in front of them.What happened?The rest of us looked at each other. Wade looked completely lost. He stared at the room, at the bat, and then at Lissa and me. I dont knowI cant He turned his full attention to me and suddenly grew angry. What the it was you You wouldnt let the feeder thing go.The dorm workers looked at me questioningly, and in a few seconds, I made up my mind.You have to protect her. The more she uses it, the worse itll get. Stop her, Rose. Stop her before they notice, before they notice and take her away too. Get her out of here.I could see Ms. Karps face in my mind, pleading frantically. I gave Wade a haughty look, knowing full well no one would question a confession I made or even sus pect Lissa.Yeah, well, if youd let her go, I told him, I wouldnt have had to do this.Save her. Save her from herself.After that night, I never drank again. I refused to let my guard down around Lissa. And two days later, while I was supposed to be suspended for destruction of property, I took Lissa and broke out of the Academy.Back in Lissas room, with Xanders arm around me and her angry and upset eyes on us, I didnt know if shed do anything forceful again. But the situation reminded me too much of that one from two years ago, and I knew I had to defuse it.Just a little blood, Xander was saying. I wont take much. I just want to see what dhampir tastes like. Nobody here cares.Xander, growled Lissa, leave her alone.I slipped out from under his arm and smiled, looking for a funny retort rather than one that might start a fight. Come on, I teased. I had to hit the last guy who asked me that, and youre a hell of a lot prettier than Jesse. Itd be a waste.Pretty? he asked. Im stunningly s exy but not pretty.Carly laughed. No, youre pretty. Todd told me you buy some kind of French hair gel.Xander, distracted as so many drunk people easily are, turned around to defend his honor, forgetting me. The tension disappeared, and he took the teasing about his hair with a good attitude.Across the room, Lissa met my eyes with relief. She smiled and gave me a small nod of thanks before she returned her attention to Aaron.