A/n alright, well I have another challenge for you guys since nobody won the last one… and Lightwood and Fray you don't count :D sorry! Anyways there is a certain inspiration for Damens character, the name rather gives it away… can anyone guess?…. Damen Vator… any other names ring a bell kind of like that? And I put one quote in here, everyone should figure it out, but if you can tell me what book and characters its from and what the name means you win a secret prize :D submit your answers quickly because ill probably be working on the next chapter soon.

I woke up and looked around. The world slowly faded from gray into color and I realized that once again, I was once again in that room. I shut my eyes again still horribly tired, I can't believe he had kept me alive, I was sure that there and then I was going to die. I sighed softly and rolled onto my side trying to think of my escape plan.

I heard my door open then close. I pretended, quite believingly, that I was asleep. I didn't hear any footsteps, but suddenly I heard two people talking.

"What would you like to do with her?" I could hear the guy from yesterday (or was it earlier? I have no idea anymore) asking.

"We should kill her." Said the voice I was dreading the most. Damen. The whole reason I was here. It was everything I could do to not jump up and choke the life out of him. However, I had a feeling it would benefit me if I listened.

"Why would you like to do that?" the guy from yesterday asked.

"She's a nuisance! You saw that yesterday." Damen growled, his voice on the verge of exploding, but he kept his calm

"Calm down, she can be used as a reliable food source." He said, completely calm, like he was used to Damens antics.

"But she could escape! And report us all to the other Shadow hunters!" Damen yelled his voice getting louder.

"Shh! You'll wake here!" He barked in a low voice. His calm composure was slipping.

It was hard not to smirk. Too late boys, I was already awake.

"Do you really think she can escape from the top floor with tons of vampires everywhere?"

"You saw how creative she was!" Damen yelled, his voice getting louder.

The guy paused for a moment then went on "there is no way she will escape, I myself will assure it."

Damen was silent, probably deciding whether this was a good deal or not. Then I heard his voice change to something a bit smugger. "Yes, that's… excellent." he said and laughed that awful laugh of his. I could just imagine that sadistic smirk on his face.

"Alright, alright," Raphael started to get a more joking tune "you'll be at the meeting tonight?" he asked,

"Is it optional?" Dame asked seeming as if he already knew the answer,

"Nope!" Raphael replied.

I heard the door and open again and lose again and figured they were gone she rolled back onto her back and sighed processing what she had heard in her mind. She sat up and opened her eyes as she did. Then she noticed the guy sitting on her bed.

"JESUS!" she yelled surprised and scrambled back.

He chuckled darkly, "no, it's just me.

"Who are you anyways?" I asked wanting know who I was dealing with "and why do you want me alive?" My eyes widened as I realized I wasn't supposed to know that.

He smirked, I was sure it was because I had spied on them "and how do you know that? Was the little shadow hunter spying on us big kids?" he asked. I was right.

"Big kid? I'm pretty sure if we compared our heights, I would be taller." I told him, I was pretty sure I was wrong, but I wanted to try to intimidate him.

He grabbed my arm and ripped me off the bed and standing in front of him. I was staring at his finely carved mouth… of death.

"Oh really?" he asked.

"Sorry, I must have gotten confused when I was kicking your butt in the attic."

"You beating me?" he laughed, "and which of us was lying unconscious with a bite in their neck ten minutes ago?" he asked.

… He had me there.

"Alright fine… how's those burn marks treating you?" I asked with a smirk, noticing the burn mark from the hole in his jeans and shirt.

"Fantastic, thanks for asking," he said through his teeth.

"You never answered my questions," I noticed,

"I just did," he told me.

"Not my first two." I told him.

"I don't have to answer to you" he laughed, "You're in my house now."

"… isn't it the leaders house… hotel… place thing?" I asked.

"I am the leader," he smirked, acting superior.

I couldn't help but laugh, "you? That Raphael guy? One of the worst vampires in Brooklyn? Yeah right!"

"Yes, I am 'that Raphael guy'," he told me seriously.

I stopped laughing and backed up, the back of my legs came into contact with the bed frame I stepped up and kept backing up until I hit the wall, an amused look on his face the whole time.

Then I realized who I was and stood up straighter,

I am Rose Wayland, nobody intimidates me. I am a shadow hunter, one of the best. No vampire, how important and high up can scare me.

I composed my face into one of confidence and fearlessness. I took a few steps forward to show him I wasn't afraid.

"and why, do you want to keep me here?" I asked trying to put as much confidence into my voice without becoming over confident, but I was sure pushing the line.

"Like I said," He started and in under a second he had me pushed up against the wall, his hand at my throat. "I don't answer to you." He had pushed me up the wall a bit and I could see his face better. He had curly black hair, and dark cold eyes. His skin was the color of honey and looked so warm, but his hand was cold against my neck. I looked back up at his eyes, I found the coldness of them interesting.

All of a sudden, I wasn't quite sure what happened, but he was kissing me… maybe it was the other way around and I was kissing him… all I knew was that it was amazing. Pure bliss.

Then, as quickly as the kiss came, I was shocked back into reality.

His was Raphael, who two seconds ago, made me scared out of my mind. Not matter how confident I was on the outside I was so scared on the inside.

I turned my head sideways and tried to move of his grip, wanting to be as far way from him as possible.

He growled and my head snapped back to look at him. He was glaring daggers at me. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under.

"What the hell was that?" he growled in a low, angry voice.

"I didn't do it!" I yelled at him. Right after doing it, I realized it was a bad idea.

He slapped me hard, my head flying to the side from the hit and an angry red mark was sure to be there.

"Are you saying I kissed YOU?" he asked.

"N-no," I stuttered, not being able to help it.

"So then you lied to me about not doing it."

"No I didn't! I don't know what happened" I said and looked at him wide eyed.

He glared at me a moment then let go of me and hit me hard in the stomach making me double over on the bed gasping for air,

"That's what you get for messing with me." Raphael growled and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him.

A/n I know! I promised a longer chapter, but I had to stop it here. The next chapter will be a biggie and really important, I could put it on this one I'm really sorry, next time it'll be super long! And if you hadn't read the first authors not there's something important up there to read.