A/N: So peeps, I came up with this really fantastic horror RA oneshot! It's a bit like Sleeping Beauty or Snow White but with Rangers and (of course) a dark twist! Enjoy! Oh, I don't own Ranger's Apprentice, it's John Flanganan's. WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH!

1/29: Look out for the rest of the trilogy, Or Maybe Paint Them Green and It All Starts With A White Rose!

The Assassin's Rose Trilogy:

Part 1:

Painting The Roses Red

Will Treaty was walking through the woods, his leather boots hardly making a sound. Formerly apprenticed to famous Ranger Halt, and a hero in his own right, the Ranger got his fair share of dangerous jobs. Little did he know, this was one of them.

..RA..

The creature shifted in her slumber, her eyelids fluttering slightly in her sleep. She could feel someone coming. She smiled. Someone young, handsome, and perfect for the job.

..RA..

Will Treaty paused. He could felt another presence nearby.
"King's Ranger!"

Nothing stirred.

"I know your out there!" He carefully drew his bow. "Come out or I'll shoot!"
He waited for another ten seconds, then fired a warning shot. The warning shot was aimed low to the ground, to the slight left of where the Ranger suspected the person. However, since the victim was lying on the ground, not crouching as the Ranger thought, it struck her in near her left hip. She let out a small gasp of pain. It was small, but enough for the Ranger to hear.

..RA..

She could feel the human getting closer. Reflexively, she licked her lips. She had chosen her den carefully. Close enough to the path for the Ranger to sense her, but sheltered enough for him to not see her directly. Suddenly, a sharp pain swept through her upper left leg. She let out an involuntary gasp of pain, and gritted her teeth. Great, iron head. Though he knows not, he has just weakened me greatly. He will pay. I will kill him with my bare hands, rip him apart with my teeth. Yes...

..RA..

Will Treaty let out a gasp of horror. What have I done?! For in the bare patch of ground just behind the thick bushes, there was a girl, his arrow sticking from her thigh. She long, sweeping, black hair as dark as a raven's wing, and blood red lips. Her face was pale. She was wearing a white dress, and in her long, slim, fingers was a rose. A blood red rose.

..RA..

She felt her head being gently lifted and being placed on something soft and warm. She smiled inwardly. The boy's lap. He clearly hadn't noticed her perfectly combed and parted hair, or the fact that the dress didn't have a speck of dirt on it. My spell is working. Now it is time.

..RA..

Oh my god, my god my god! I killed a girl! Suddenly, he felt the girl stir beneath him. On an impulse he didn't know he had, he softly pressed his lips to hers.

No one heard his screams.

..RA..

The next day, Ranger Will was found, brutally murdered. The only clue was a note written in his blood.

After all, why get a red rose when you can paint one?

Do you guys want a sequel? I have an idea if you do...