Vampire Academy

We all know the dangers that lurk outside our gates.

But under the protection of our Dhampir Guardians,

we are safe.

The future of the Dragomir family is in your hands.

Lissa, as your godfather,

- I promised your family I would always look out for you.

Spirit use is real.

This feels dangerous.

Maybe compulsion is just the start-

of what Spirit Users can do.

Rose is one of our best Guardian Novices,

but she's a handful.

Will you teach me?

Rose saw through my eyes.

I feel like you've always been pretty tuned into me.

But this feels different somehow.

Novices, the benchmark tests are simulated surprise attacks.

A way forward has been suggested.

The only way to test a Novice's acumen-

- is by confronting them with a real Strigoi.

- It's too dangerous. - Always be ready.

Move it, Novice.

Congratulations.

You five represent the Novices who exemplify the acumen-

fit for our Guardian ranks.

Your objective is to escort a Moroi Royal-

to a predetermined location-

and secure it by sundown.

You will then keep your charge alive-

by any means.

At nightfall, Bravo Team will enter the field-

and come for you and your charge.

If your patch is popped by Bravo Team, you fail.

If your Royal's patch is popped, you all fail.

If you survive Bravo Team's onslaught tonight,

we'll see you on the Royal Tour.

In lieu of having an actual Moroi in the field,

one of you will be assigned the role.

Rose, since you're atop the rankings,

I'm making you team leader-

and leaving the decision to you.

Team leader? Me?

- But what about... - Decision's made.

Putting Rose in charge of protecting-

- anyone not named Lissa isn't gonna end well.

Maybe you should just flunk us all now.

Heavy is the head, Hathaway.

You want to be Vasilissa's guardian?

Leading your team to victory is a hell of a way-

to make your case.

Everything you need is in these rucksacks.

Get changed and get going.

Good luck.

Novices, pa-shon!

Well, that's a great start.

I'm good.

Probably could have done without that fifth pint.

Yeah, no shit.

Here.

Hydrate.

Looks like we're heading to a structure-

a few hours away.

Herk, you're with me on near guard.

And Dean, you're on far rear.

Meredith, navigate and take far front.

I knew I shouldn't have come back early.

And Eddie, you're our Moroi.

Why me?

Last I checked, I'm higher in the rankings than they are.

You're also the youngest,

with the least amount of field training.

Now, we've got a lot of ground to cover-

and not enough daylight to do it in.

So get dressed and let's get going.

Come on!

Out with you.

All right, let him go.

Come on!

Come on!

Move it.

You're one ugly bastard, aren't you?

It's like a drug, isn't it?

- Andre. - The search for answers.

You're not real.

You're just part of the Darkness.

You can't run from me, you know.

Stop it.

The Darkness will always find you-

- and twist away at your insides until you remember!

Leave me alone!

Sandovsky's Syndrome?

That's terminal.

This is a fucking joke, right?

Can you please say something?

How long do we have?

Not long enough.

- Dad... - Absolutely not.

I can heal him.

Heal, not cure.

The toll it would take would be too great.

You know that.

Sonya, if anything like that were to happen again...

Apologies for interrupting at such an hour, Victor, but...

I'm afraid I made a terrible mistake.

What you've done is unconscionable!

Reprehensible!

It is not who we are or what we stand for!

- Here, here. - What we stand for, Victor,

is the well-being of the Moroi.

To what end?

Destroying the relationship between the Council-

and the Dhampir community?

We have an obligation to everyone,

- not just the Moroi. - Yes.

We have never, ever willingly put-

innocent lives in jeopardy.

And with our numbers so low already...

They are not innocent. They are Dhampirs.

Their mere existence puts their life in jeopardy.

And we must demand both quality and quantity-

- if we are to breed a more capable line of Guardians.

Yes.

If your position is that-

our top Novices are so ill-prepared-

- they can't defend themselves from a single Strigoi,

- then you are only further making our case for us.

My God, you're a fucking monster.

Now, I understand your fears after the losses at St. Jude's,

- but I promise you, if this council is unwilling-

to see reason, I will...

I'd be extremely careful-

what you say or do next, Victor.

The Queen is aware of the situation.

To act against the will of the Council-

is to act against her will-

and would thus be considered treason.

The Queen may be aware of this, but she can't be for it.

I propose an emergency motion to rescind the vote.

Not without a 2/3 majority, as I'm sure you are aware.

Tatiana, please don't speak to me-

- as if I haven't been doing this long before your fangs dropped.

Now, if you don't mind, the adults are talking.

Fine.

All in favor of Victor's motion?

All opposed?

The nays have it.

Rose.

Rose.

Rose, I'm tired.

We can't stop.

But I'm so hungry.

I won't be caught dead eating food so pedestrian.

I demand my feeder.

Do you know who my father is?

Know your place, Guardian.

Eddie, I swear.

Just eat it and shut up before I kick your teeth in.

Still not quite sure I get what Mason sees in you.

You really must not want your teeth.

I'm just saying, you're rough around the edges-

and a bit prickly.

But Mason seems to worship you.

I never asked anyone to worship me.

You don't know how love works, do you?

Mason's not in love with me.

The hell he's not.

Mind your own.

He's just a really good guy, Rose.

So fly that kite straight or cut him loose,

'cause you've got him twisted in knots.

Appreciate the unsolicited advice,

but that's a really bad metaphor.

Hey, Meredith?

There are wards set up-

around the training areas, right?

Yeah. Why?

Nothing.

Let's keep going.

Sorry to hear about this.

Your dad is one of the good ones, you know.

Sorry.

You have to work, and I'm sitting here-

talking your ear off.

After last night,

- I wouldn't have blamed you if you needed a minute.

It was... kind of intense.

No, no, no.

It was good intense.

Come on.

I like dissecting cadavers-

- and singing old Moroi opera in the shower, okay?

Normal is boring.

Normal can kiss my Strigoi-smelling,

opera-singing arse.

You are everything that I've ever hoped for,

and then some.

And I'm completely here for it.

Thank you.

I'll see you tonight, okay?

I'll swing by when I'm done.