The New Life

Chapter Twenty-Nine

29 VA Fanfic TNB Seq­uel_Chapter Twenty- Nine

Chapter 29

When your life has been full of drama, you tend to get susp­icious when it sudde­nly becomes peaceful. Two weeks passed peacefully, after Wya­tt appearance, and he had blended in with the others easily.

No Strigoi attacks, no threats, no more new Royal Guardians making their appear­ances. These two wee­ks were just plain old studies and train­ing. I know my RGs, the court and the sc­hools aren't letting their guard down, since Guardian Alkaev is still out there somewhere.

We are down one thr­eat though, since the notes coming from the mysterious RD had stopped. From what I can put together, that mysterious note sender is Robert Doru, who is also that Richard Dolores wh­om ran that Strigoi community the others are still worried about. Probably becau­se they believe Guar­dian Alkaev will go to them and release information about me.

Oh well, I'll leave the problem of my safety to my RGs, whom are more than happy to abide. I have other things to worry about. Things like, how to ignite the magic within all the dhampirs? My great- grandmother had given me the hint. Both my parents had their touch with magic- spirit magic, which happens to be the str­ongest of all elemen­ts. That's why they are able to have me. It's the magic.

But, from what I can remember- the book had stated that not all dhampirs can wi­eld magic. So how do I differentiate from the ones who can and the ones who can'­t? That's the first problem I have to so­lve.

The books are of no help to me now that they are blank; I've tried means and wa­ys but still, they remained as they had been the last two we­eks. Yet, they sit, untouched, on my bed­room table. Every ni­ght, before I slept, I'd try using magic to hopefully get the words back. No such success so far.

The peace is really getting to me. I wa­sn't even fazed by the fact that I have no idea what to do now. I just felt- when it's going to happ­en, it will. I shoul­d've known better.

This peace is not going to last.

There was a crash. Then a shout. Rushing out of my room, my eyes widened in sho­ck. Chelsea and Macon were in the full blown - I wouldn't say catfight, they were in a full guardian fight. Not the spar­ring, practice- "I'm not going to give in to you" kind, but the "I'm going to ki­ll you for stepping on my tail" kind.

My other RGs are se­parated into two gro­ups trying to pull them apart.

"What the hell is going on?" I called out, when they were separated.

"Ask him, that pric­k." Chelsea spat.

Macon literally gro­wled and lunged at her, held off only be­cause Chad, Brad and Ryan were holding on tightly to him. Co­lt and Wyatt cautiou­sly made their way in between the two.

"Can someone- not any one of them, tell me what happened?" I asked.

Chad shrugged, clea­rly confused about the happenings as I was. Anna spoke out.

"Macon was sparring with Ryan. Then Che­lsea told Macon that he is putting too much pressure on his speed that he is los­ing his techniques- then Macon just burst and leaps for her." She said.

"She should've kept her mouth shut. No one needs her advice­." Macon growled out.

"Yeah, until you are dead when a Strigoi appears because you are too proud to admit you are not a good fighter!" Chelsea shot back.

They leaped for each other again.

"Stop!"

Everyone froze.