{Chapter 26}
Hunter didn’t really know where he was going. All he knew was that he needed to get out in the air for a while. The summer night was cool despite the sweltering heat of the day. Sunset seemed to cool everything down and for that he was thankful.
Rose eyed the large man, a small smirk on her face. Originally she had planned to kill him outright, but now looking at him she had changed her mind. He was almost as big as Leviathan and with his hunter mentality he’d be a huge asset to her side.
Hunter stopped walking feeling eyes upon him. “You can come out,” he said reaching into his waistband and frowning. “Shit,” he hissed. He had stormed out of the house unarmed. Not good.
“Looking for a weapon, hunter,” Rose asked finally emerging from the shadows. Leviathan was right behind her. Her stiletto heeled boots clicked on the pavement as she lazily walked forward.
Hunter eyed her up and down. She wasn’t in her demon form and the auburn hair and green eyes were a dead giveaway. “You’re Calaway’s kid,” he said. It was a statement not a question.
“Oh, you’ve heard of my father,” Rose said smiling. Behind her Leviathan was growing impatient.
“Yeah, motherfucker killed my wife and daughter,” Hunter replied. “So, you come to finish off the family? Because you’ll need more than that goon to get the job done.”
“Motherfucker,” Leviathan growled and took a step forward. Rose placed a hand on his massive chest to stop him. He glared at her wondering why she would be wasting time with banter when they could be killing this hunter.
“Not yet, Levi,” she purred. “I’d like to talk to this hunter a little longer.” Leviathan growled. “Patience. You’ll get to have your fun. I promise.”
Hunter rolled his eyes. “If it’s all the same to you I think I’d rather get it over with,” he said. “I mean you’re lovely and all, but…ya know.”
“Just what I wanted to hear,” Leviathan said chuckling wickedly.
“You gonna talk all fuckin’ night or are ya gonna bring it, bitch,” Hunter taunted.
“We’ll see who the bitch is when I’m through with you,” Leviathan growled.
The two men circled each other. Hunter smirked, knowing that if he got this big vamp angry enough he just might make a mistake or two that he could capitalize on. “Yeah, I’m guessing by the end the only bitch will be her,” he said pointing to Rose.
With those words Leviathan lunged at Hunter, his large size belying his great speed. Unable to move out of the way fast enough Hunter closed his eyes and braced for impact. Leviathan hit him with such force that he was knocked back several feet, the behemoth of a man landing on top of him.
“That’s gonna hurt in the mornin’,” Hunter groaned.
“You won’t make it to mornin’,” Leviathan growled, grasping Hunter’s head and attempting to twist it off.
Unable to truly match strength with the large vampire Hunter resorted to the only thing he knew that would get Leviathan off of him. He brought his knee up hard connecting between the large man’s legs. Leviathan growled in pain and rolled off of Hunter, holding his aching groin.
Rose rolled her eyes. “I swear,” she grumbled. “If you want something done right you have to do it yourself.” Hunter had just gotten to his knees when she grabbed his trapezius muscle in a vice grip.
“AH! YOU BITCH,” he growled feeling the excruciating pain radiating down his arm, making it go numb almost instantly.
“Guess you were right,” she snickered. “In the end I was the bitch.” With that her eyes glowed blood red and her fangs extended moments before they pierced his neck.
~~~~~
“Damn it,” Candice grumbled as she dropped her keys. She bent over to pick them up and felt hands on her waist. Gasping she straightened up and spun around. She sighed in relief seeing Hunter standing before her. “Hunter, you scared the shit out of me!”
“Sorry, baby,” he replied. “You just look so fuckin’ sexy.”
She scoffed. “I’m in my scrubs,” she said shaking her head. “Only you could find scrubs sexy.”
“Does that mean I don’t get any lovin’,” he asked pouting.
“Come on in, ya big lug,” she said chuckling. “Ashley is still at work. We’ll have the place to ourselves for a couple of hours. We can be as loud as we want.”
“When has Ashley ever stopped us from being loud,” he asked as she opened the door and let him inside.
“Just shut up and get your well muscled ass in the bedroom,” she said smacking him on the ass.
“I love it when you’re bossy,” he said taking her hand and practically dragging her into the bedroom.
Once there he wasted no time stripping her and himself. With a low growl he lifted her into his arms with ease and slammed her down onto the bed. She let out a started squeal at his newfound aggression, but she loved it.
~~~~~
“Has anyone heard from Hunter,” Shawn asked. His friend had been gone for hours and he had just realized that Hunter’s gun was sitting on the end table by the couch.
“I’m sure he’s fine,” Lashley said looking up from the computer screen. He and Punk were checking some things and showing Marcus what they had been doing.
“Yeah,” Shawn said with a sigh. He knew Hunter was capable of taking care of himself, but the fact that he was unarmed worried him. “I guess you’re right.” He sat down on the couch next to the Hardys and turned his attention to the movie on the television though his mind was elsewhere.
~~~~~
“Oh God, Hunter,” Candice moaned in the throes of passion. It had never felt so good with Hunter before and she relished every moment of their lovemaking.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he panted. “You know what would make you even more beautiful?”
“What,” she asked breathlessly.
“Death,” he said his eyes glowing blood read right before he sank his fangs into her neck.
“Hunter,” she whimpered as he drained her.
She soon went limp in his arms as he finished up with a soft grunt. “Sorry, baby, you’re just too tasty,” he said to the corpse. He quickly dressed and covered Candice up. He smirked, imagining Ashley’s face when she found her best friend dead. “Damn, I am an evil bastard,” he said chuckling as he left the apartment.
“Aw, Rosie, why’d you have to sire this prick,” Leviathan grumbled when Hunter came sauntering up to them.
“Have fun,” she asked him ignoring Leviathan's query. Hunter nodded. “Tied up that loose end?”
“Yup,” Hunter replied and looked at Leviathan. “What’s your problem? Still talking like a chipmunk from the nutshot?”
“Rosie, let me kill him,” Leviathan growled taking a step forward and balling a fist.
“Behave the both of you,” she said. “Come, Hunter, you have to meet my father.”
“I look forward to it,” Hunter replied smirking.
~~~~~
When they arrived back at the mansion Thorn and Glen were in the living room. Glen looked up and hissed seeing Hunter. He thought his niece had finally lost her mind.
“What are you doin’ bringin’ him here,” he growled.
“Uncle Glen, relax,” Rose said smiling. “He’s one of us now.”
Glen eyed Hunter up and down. He could sense the change in the hunter and smirked. “You’ve sired a hunter,” he said. “Rosie…I don’t know whether to slap you or kiss you.”
“Is Father home,” Rose asked with a satisfied smile. Glen nodded and pointed up the stairs. “Good. Levi, make yourself comfortable. I have some introductions to make.” With that she took Hunter’s hand and led him up the stairs and to her father’s chamber door.
She knocked and waited. Inside they heard Mark grunt that they could enter. Rose opened the door leading Hunter into the room. Mark looked up from his desk and got to his feet, toppling over the chair he had been sitting in.
“What is the meanin’ of this,” he demanded.
“Relax, Calaway,” Hunter said not intimidated by the man he had hated with every ounce of his being. “I’ve joined your team now.”
Mark came around the desk and eyed him up and down, circling Hunter. “Rosie, you’ve sired a hunter,” Mark asked. She nodded proudly. Mark’s scowl slowly changed to a smile and he embraced his daughter. “You’ve done me proud, darlin’. If only you could have gotten Michaels as well.”
“In due time, man,” Hunter said smirking. “You just leave that up to me.”
“Helmsley, I think this is the start of a very rewardin’ relationship,” Mark said shaking Hunter’s hand. “Rosie will show you where you’ll be stayin’.”
Glen entered the room as Rose and Hunter were leaving. “Can you believe it,” he asked Mark. “Our little Rosie sired a hunter.”
“Of course she did,” Mark said proudly. “My little girl is chip off the old block. You make sure that young man gets whatever he needs while he stays here.”
Glen nodded as he left, though Mark’s words had sickened him. He spent much of his time telling Rose she was unwanted, but now that she had done something he approved of she was his girl. There was no doubt about it that Mark was a horrible father. Then again how could he not be with a black hole for a heart?
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