So here's my alternative ending to Shadow Kiss! Don't really have much left to say so just read on! P.S. Italics are passages from the actual book. P.S.S Rose's POV
The third Strigoi grabbed Dimitri. In all the time I'd known him, I've never seen Dimitri falter. He was always faster, always stronger than everyone else. Not this time. This Strigoi had caught him by surprise, and that slight edge was all it had taken.
I stared. It was the blond Strigoi. The one who had spoken to me in the battle. He grabbed Dimitri and pulled him to the ground. They grappled, strength against strength, and then I saw those fangs sink into Dimitri's neck. The red eyes flicked up and made contact with my own.
I heard another scream--this time, it was my own.
My mother started to dart back toward the fallen, but then five more Strigoi appeared. It was chaos. I couldn't see Dimitri anymore; I couldn't see what had happened to him. Indecision flashed over my mother's features as she tried to decide to flee or fight, and then, regret all over her face, she kept running towards us and the exit. Meanwhile, I was trying to run back inside, but someone was stopping me. It was Stan.
"What are you doing, Rose? More are coming."
Didn't he understand? Dimitri was in there. I had to get to Dimitri.
My mother and Alberta burst out, dragging Ms. Carmack. A group of Strigoi were after them, skidding to a halt just on the edge of the waning light. I was still fighting Stan. He didn't need any help, but my mother grasp hold of me and tugged me away.
"Rose, we have to get out of here!"
"He's in there!" I screamed, straining as hard as I could. How could I have killed Strigoi and not been able to break free from these two? "Dimitri's in there! We have to go back for him! We can't leave him!"
I was rambling, hysterical, shouting at them all that we had to rescue Dimitri. My mother shook me hard and leaned close so there were only a couple inches between us.
"He is dead, Rose! We can't go back in there. The sun will be down in fifteen minutes, and they are waiting for us. We're going to be in the dark before we can get back to the wards. We need every second we can get—it still may not be enough."
And then I probably made the stupidest decision of my life—I broke out of my captors' grasp and darted for the cave opening. How I managed to get through the wall of eager Strigoi, I don't know. I didn't think, I just ran. Dodging blows and getting a staking in when I could, I ran through the winding tunnels. He was suddenly in front of me, the blond Strigoi, the one who threatened Lissa, the one who was Dimitri's downfall.
A red haze clouded my vision, and I let all of Lissa's built up darkness consume me. My hand darted out, and my stake was in his heart before he could say another word. A hand came down on my shoulder, and I swung around, anticipating another Strigoi, but what I saw made all of the darkness vanish. Dimitri.
The left collar of his t-shirt was soaked crimson with his blood. His eyes looked clouded from the endorphins, but he other wise looked okay. I launched myself into his arms, nearly knocking us both over. He hugged me to him briefly before going all mentor-y.
"What the hell were you thinking? You could have gotten yourself killed. We still could get killed." He looked pissed, but then alarm started to set in. "We gotta get out of here. I'm surprised they haven't come back already." He took my arm and led me over to a corner of the room that had a tunnel only wide enough for one person to walk through at a time. "Come on. This leads up to the surface." With that, he nudged me forward and followed after me.
Seven minutes later, I was starting to get worried. There wasn't any indication of an exit anytime soon. "Dimitri…"
We rounded another corner, and he pointed up ahead. I could see a small pinhole of fading light. "There's the exit. The easiest way to get back to campus is by walking through the creek and back to the old guardian watch posts. We won't be able to make it to campus by sundown, but we might be able to reach one of the watch towers. There's an old radio there, it probably still works. We'll be able to reach Alberta and figure out where to go from there." For one of the few times in my life, I was actually scared. Terrified.
We had reached the light at the end of the tunnel, literally. You could barely see the setting sun above the tree tops. We had only about eight minutes to get to the tower. We probably wouldn't make it if there were any Strigoi hanging around. The tears I had cried earlier were slowly making themselves known again. "I love you." My voice was barely above a whisper.
He kissed my forehead. "I love you too. More than you'll ever know, but we can't give up now, not when there still is at least a sliver of a chance."
I hugged him tight and regretfully let go and started to pick up the pace as we made our way to our only hope. "Me? Give up? I thought you knew me better than that, comrade."
A sad ghost of a smile flashed across his face. By now we were flat out sprinting. The sun was nowhere in sight and the darkness seemed to chase us as we desperately used up everything we had to make it to our last chance. The watch tower was in sight, looming over the tree tops like a mountain in a prairie. We were almost there, almost to the only hope of securing the thought of another day on this earth, the last chance for us to be together.
I used up the last bit of strength I had to haul myself up that hell of a ladder. I wretched myself onto the deck of the old tower and waited for Dimitri to pull out his ring of keys, which he still amazingly had, and unlock the heavy oak door. The interior looked as it hadn't even been walked into for years. A dusty rug covered the majority of the small floor space, and an old couch was pushed up against the only wall that wasn't dominated with countertops, and cabinets. While I flopped down onto the couch, Dimitri grabbed an old piece of junk that I assumed was the radio. He came and sat down next to me, setting the radio down on the small table in front of us. He fiddled with it a while until finally attempting to make contact.
"St. Vladimir's Academy, do you copy?" He paused for a few moments. "St. Vladimir's Academy, do you copy?" This time we finally got a response.
"St. Vladimir's Academy here, this is Guardian Petrov. Whom may I be speaking to?"
Dimitri paused before responding. "Guardian Dimitri Belikov and Rosemarie Hathaway."
A longer pause this time. "Are you two okay?" She sounded alarmed but yet relieved.
"We're fine, just a few minor injuries."
She was quick to respond this time. I could imagine a group of guardians circling Alberta, wanting to know what was going on. "Where are you copying from?"
"The old north watch tower. We were able to escape through one of the smaller tunnels in back. Then we ran over here. We haven't seen anything for a while."
I was suddenly aware of a throbbing pain centered around my right ankle. I glanced down to see that it was starting to swell, and purple and blue splotches were starting to surface on my skin. I tried to turn it slightly to get a better view of the damage and nearly groaned out loud. Ah, hell.
Dimitri heard me and broke off mid-sentence with Alberta. He sighed as he looked towards the source of my pain and surveyed the damage. "Rose, only you could run five smiles and not notice that you have a sprained ankle."
I smiled at him through the pain. "Yep, and you and I both know it."
Alberta's worried and anxious voice filled the tiny room through the radio. "Are you guys okay? Hello?"
"Yeah, we're fine. Rose just discovered her sprained ankle.
I could imagine Alberta chuckling. "Well, there's nothing we can do at the moment, so I suggest that you both get some sleep. And only sleep."
Dimitri looked alarmed and my eyes widened. "I'm not sure what you mean by that, Alberta."
She sounded amused. "Oh, come on. I'm not draft, Dimitri. You're one of my best friends. I know you." She paused. "I was serious before. Am I clear?"
Dimitri looked and sounded embarrassed. "Yes."
"Yeah, sure. Whatever. Clear as crystal." I didn't even try to hide the fact that I was disappointed and annoyed.
She laughed and Dimitri even cracked a little grin. "Okay, see you two after sunrise."
"Copy that." And then we were alone. Before either of us could speak, I yawned involuntarily. Dimitri grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and laid it over the both of us. No more words were spoken, none were needed. I rested my head against Dimitri's chest and was asleep within seconds.
I don't really think I portrayed Dimitri that well, though I don't think anybody can portray Dimitri like Richelle Mead. Thanks for reading and please review!