A/N: Sorry it's taking so long! But thank you for you patience! There's only gonna be a chapter or two after this, so I'm trying to get it just right! This is a little M.
Jack sat straight up and stared at Rose. He felt the sting from her bite on his neck, but ignored it.
"You what?" Rose couldn't help but grin to herself at his reaction.
"I was a hunter when Cal turned me."
Madrid, 1292
Rose sat quietly in the darkness. She was nervous, but focused. Her powers as a hunter had only come to light two short years ago, on her twentieth birthday. Thus far, Rose had been successful in every hunt. Nicholas, her mentor, was still teaching her. She was strong for a young, female hunter.
Until now, he had only sent her out to hunt down young vampires. The oldest she had killed was just shy of two hundred years old, the youngest was three years old. But after extensive training to strengthen her powers, Nicholas sent her out to kill Caledon Hockley. He was somewhere between four and five hundred years old.
That was the last night Rose Dewitt-Bukater had been seen.
Present
"You were young," Jack commented, still amazed at what she was.
"Very. I made such a simple mistake, and well here I am," Rose continued.
Madrid
Rose kept her breathing quiet and low. Her hearing was strong, and she heard Cal nearing her location. She was hiding behind a large tree on his property. Rose had gaped in amazement at the large mansion Cal owned when she first arrived. But now she focused as he came closer.
Then suddenly Cal's footsteps were silent. Rose held her breath, straining to hear something, anything that might give her a clue to his whereabouts. But she heard nothing.
It was Rose's scream that finally broke the still quiet. Cal grabbed her from behind and placed his nose to her neck. He inhaled deeply. Rose knew the scent of her blood would send him in a frenzy.
"A hunter, and a virgin," he growled into her ear. Rose attempted to struggle, but it was no use against him. "Twice as sweet." Before Rose could react, Cal sank his fangs into her flesh. It hurt like hell and she screamed.
Cal pulled his head back, licking the blood from his lips. Rose was shaking. Cal was excited by her fear. He had to have her. All of her.
He turned her around and shoved her to the ground. Rose had already lost a decent amount of blood and was feeling it. She was too weak to fight him, although she made a pitiful attempt at it. Cal laughed as he pulled her skirt up after pulling his pants down. There was nothing she could do but scream as he shoved himself inside of her.
Rose's agony drove Cal insane with want. When he first caught her scent, the idea of raping and feeding from a virgin hunter was just a flicker in his brain. But now, Cal knew he could have her forever.
He leaned down and again broke through her neck. He drained her as completely as he could before killing her. Cal then bit his own wrist and put it to her mouth.
Present
"After drinking his blood I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up the following night, I was a vampire."
Jack was speechless. He just didn't know what to say. What do you say to a six hundred old vampire who just poured her heart out anyway?
"A strange thing happened," Rose continued. "It seems that when I was turned, my abilities has a hunter remained with me. Cal was my maker, hundreds of years older than me, he should have been able to dominate me. But he couldn't. Immediately, I was stronger than him, faster than him, and I was still able to hypnotize people. At first Cal hated it. But just two years later we both discovered I could stop hunters from killing us."
"You hypnotized them," Jack said, realizing that Rose had hypnotized him.
Rose nodded. "I smelled the hunter and alerted Cal. I was pretty much a baby vampire, and at that point, Cal was still able to keep me in line. Even though I was stronger than him, I was still afraid of him. Anyways, the hunter found us and when I looked at him in the eye, the hunter froze. Cal realized the extent of my powers and realized that he could never let go of me."
"You hypnotized me," Jack concluded.
"I did," Rose replied. "I was planning to kill you, or maybe turn you and leave you to fend for yourself," she confessed.
"I'd be lying if I said I'm disappointed that you didn't," he joked. "But why didn't you?" He ran his fingers through her hair.
"I honestly don't know Jack. I just remember thinking there was something beautiful about you and all plans disappeared." It's only the second night I'm with him. How can I be falling in love?
Jack looked at her, sharing her same thoughts. They were mortal enemies, vampires and hunters, always had been. But all Jack wanted to do was make love to her every chance he got. Then something occurred to him.
"Your mentor, Nicholas, did he find out." Rose shrugged.
"I don't know. I guess it's possible. I never saw him again after that." Jack began to stroke her cheek with her thumb. "You're so warm," she whispered, closing her eyes as he leaned in to kiss her again.
…
Jack awoke and saw the sun was beginning to set. He was exhausted. Though he kept the same hours that a vampire did, he was much more worn out than usual. Rose had taken some blood from him, but not enough to cause any problems. Maybe it's the mind blowing sex with a vampire Dawson. He yawned and threw back his covers. Jack grabbed clean clothes and headed down to the river to bathe.
Before he could strip his dirty clothes off, his mentor Ronan grabbed him. Instinctively, Jack threw Ronan off of him.
"Where the hell have you been Jack," Ronan demanded, grabbing his arm again. Jack shrugged him off. As he moved, Ronan caught a glimpse of the marks Rose had left on his neck the night before. "And what the hell is that? You're sleeping with one of them aren't you?"
Jack didn't say a thing. His silence answered Ronan's question.
"You know what that means Jack," he said, pulling a knife from his sheath.
Jack grabbed his own knife, prepared to defend himself. The entire time he was with Rose, it lingered in the back of his mind that a hunter would be killed if caught sleeping with a vampire.
Just as he was about to charge at Jack, Rose landed right on top on Ronan.
