I don't own AD:JL or any of the characters.
A/NThis is my first fan fiction, so I apologise in advance for anything I have done wrong. Also as I'm English I'll be using UK English words for applicable terms if they appear. Eg. Torch instead of Flashlight, Boot instead of Trunk etc. So sorry to all you US fans. Please R+R this is my first ever so don't be too harsh. I'll update soon if I receive positive response. This isn't a Rose fic, it's a general fic (season 2ish that starts with Rose's situation)
The tears streamed from Rose's eyes as she lay on her bed. Her life had always been simple, planned out for her by her uncle. But there was nothing simple about the situation now… she sat up and gazed at the two Huntsmen guarding her door, her vision blurry through her tears. She was sure she could take them out, but what was the point – her uncle would have half the clan after her in a flash. Besides she had nowhere to go, and no one to turn to.
She grabbed her pillow and held it close to her, weeping into it. How she wished it were Jake she was holding, she felt so… empty. Suddenly she snapped back to reality
'For god's sake Rose, pull yourself together' she thought to herself 'You're the huntsgirl, you don't cry!'
As she dried her eyes she heard the awful sound of footsteps on the stairs… her uncle was coming
The huntsguards stepped aside, as he swept into the room, in full Huntsmaster attire. Rose backed against her headboard and turned to face the wall. She had no desire to look at her uncle, not after what he had done to her.
Huntsmaster gestured to two of the Huntsmen, "get her up!" he commanded. The two men grabbed her by the arms and stood her up so she was face to face with the Huntsmaster. "Thorn," he boomed, "You know of course why we have imprisoned you",
Rose just stared unblinking into his cold eyes; she could feel herself welling up again. "Well!" he said slapping her around the face. As his hand struck her cheek Rose could feel the tears come again, through a broken voice she mumbled "yes."
"Do you?" Huntsmaster replied. "Do you really know what you have done? You have brought disgrace upon the entire Huntsclan, upon generations and generations of your ancestors. You had the American dragon at your mercy and you let him go! You are a traitor to the Huntsclan and you shall be treated as such!"
Rose merely starred blankly back at him, tears once again streaming down her face. She knew this was all true, she was a traitor, she was a disgrace, but she didn't regret it… she couldn't hurt him, not Jake.