Ok, Ok I know I promised myself, I wouldn't be like this and I would finish one fic before starting another, but I need to do this as well, to appeal to a greater range of Audiences. Here is my first attempt at A JR fic, hope its good, cause I suck at Romance, but that don't matter, All Flames are welcome, but will be thrown onto those barrels of oil you are standing next to!.

A Rose by another Name is still a rose.

Prologue

It happened not that long ago, yet to Rose it seemed like an eternity, since she let the American Dragon go. 'Was it because he was Jake' she asked herself, 'Or would I have done the same if it were anybody. Could I have done it if the dragon were personified, now that I could see that he had a mind, body, even a soul? That would have made it a him, rather then an it.' An it is what she had always referred to the dragon as before. Of course she had called him Dragon boy, yet the prefix dragon, normally brings to ones mind the site of an unsightly beast, which burns villages and is a threat to humanity. But now that she had seen that this dragon was now a part of humanity, especially being Jake, there was no way she could have gone through and slain him.

But as always, with love brings consequences. Word had gotten through the huntsclan that rose had let the American dragon go, Her only chance to seize everything that she had seemed to want in one moment, she had let it slip. Now she faced execution. It seemed that it didn't matter to the huntclan that Rose was a human, she had a human face, Just like it didn't seem to matter to them that Jake had a human persona, I life, which is not something that just anyone should be able to take away. Rose was now bound and gagged in her cell. There was very little she could do. She could barely move, she couldn't even talk. All she could do was think.

'Maybe its for the best that I go like this' She thought to herself. 'After all while im still alive, I have a purpose'. Rose blinked the darkness and the solitude of the cell seemed almost unbearable, yet she knew she had to endure it. 'It is the right thing to do' She reassured herself. 'My purpose in life is to slay a dragon, not only that, but the very Dragon I love. That I just cannon do.'

Rose sighed, her final day was dawning, the sun just rose a little above the horizon letting a little bit or purple red light stream in through the bars of the cell window. Rose opened her eyes and gazed in awe at the dawn sky. She couldn't see much, but she noticed the blood red sky. 'Red just like the dragon, just like Jake' She thought. A tear formed in her eye. 'I just wish I could see him one last time, before I go', but she realised that was impossible, The closer to here Jake was, the more danger he was in. Rose wanted him here with him, yet she also felt that he should be over the other side of the world away from Danger.

The News had come to Jake earlier that morning. It hit him real hard. The Huntsclan had scheduled Rose to be executed. They had no idea where. Jake was in his room sobbing. He felt so hopeless. 'This is all my fault' Jake thought. I should be dead instead of Rose. He lay crying on his bed. The vision of Rose would not leave his head. Rose, Thorn the 2 were one and now that they were finally free Rose would be taken away as easily as they came together.

Rose was lead into a circle room. The Huntsmaster was there with his hunts-staff, ready to deal punishment to the one who had betrayed the order of the hunt. Rose Stared at the huntsmaster. His cold eyes, just stared back, almost as if there was no soul in that stare, as if he didn't care.

"You may have me, but you will never get the American Dragon" Rose Yelled. "How can you do this to your only Niece?"

"I have no Niece" the Huntsmaster coldly replied, he looked as if the day was routine, as if the killing of a family member did not really matter, as if it were just a normal everyday occurrence, that a family was just a commodity which could be disposed of at the convenience of his will.

"After I have dealt with you, I shall deal with your No good Cousin"

Rose stopped and remembered her cousin. Her cousins on her Dads side were terrors, They were bound to be part of the hunts clan just like her. But on her Mums side, she had an 18 year old cousin. He was disowned by his family, because he could not accept his hunts fate. He was very lazy and refused to train. Some say that he was crazy. He moved from the city, to a caravan overlooking a beach. He lived a very relaxed Hedonistic life, but that was not the life that the huntsclan wanted, so he was thrown away, like an outcast, frowned upon by his relatives.

"You wouldn't dare" Rose replied. "Leave him out of this, he has done nothing to you!"

"He is lazy, he rejected the huntsclan a long time ago, he brings shame to the family. I now consider neither you or he part of the family"

"I guess that would make it easier for you to kill us" Rose cried in response as she was tied up. She then closed her eyes, and thought about Jake. Goodbye Jake, She Whispered, But its for the best.

"Awww, How pathetic" The huntsman mumbled as he raised his staff. It began glowing green. The huntsmaster swung back, ready to lay the final blow on Rose. Rose closed her eyes tightly, hoping there would be no pain. She waited. Waited for the blow. The seconds ticked by, each one seeming like an eternity. The wait was agonising, so she found herself thinking about Jake, and their encounters as enemies. As she remembered them fighting, a song popped in her head

In my dreams I'm dying all the time
As I wake its kaleidoscopic mind
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to lie So this is goodbye
This is goodbye

Her thoughts were interrupted by a short sharp bang. This is it, Im dead, she thought to herself. Then she managed to open her eyes to stare straight into the hunts masters eyes. They were not strong and bold anymore, they looked as if something had changed. Suddenly he dropped the hunts staff and fell to the ground. He seemed to be gasping for breath. Rose saw a little bit of blood and recognised the wound. He had been shot. Rose looked around. No one was there, just the hunts guards staring in amazement. Then suddenly from behind her, a figure wielding a large hunting knife popped up. With one short sharp slice, he severed the ropes.

Rose turned to look at this figure, then gasped. It was her cousin Cutter( A nickname), standing there, dressed in Khaki Camo, with a head band. He looked a lot more Muscly then she had remembered him.

"C'monn, Lets get you outta here" he croaked.

"Not so fast" The huntsmen guards replied

With that they moved blocking the exits.

"No Problem" Replied cutter.

With that he threw his firearm up into the air, and pocketed his hunting knife. The Hunts Guards Charged up their staffs, but as quick as a flash, Cutter had rammed one into the wall, knocking him flat. Another one fired. Cutter jumped up onto the wall, then propelled himself away managing a backflip, narrowly avoiding the energy fire, which then saw him land at point blank of the Huntsclan member. Immediately he grabbed the staff, then twisted the hunts guard's had around till he let go. Then he gave a large chop to the back of the guards neck, knocking him unconscious. Then he walked back to where he started and caught his gun spun it on his finger and put it in its holster. Rose was dumbfounded. She had no Idea her cousin was capable of such things. The Rest of the huntsclan retreated.

"Well" Said Cutter, Lets get out of here

Still shocked at what she had just seen her cousin do she nodded following him. Then A good thought crossed her mind. Maybe now, I will get to see Jake Long again. She thought happily, still a bit to shocked to talk to her cousin. But what she didn't know was that her cousin had further secrets in store, ones which would test the love between her and Jake.