After 100 Years…

Summary: 100 years ago was Willow Rosenberg made a vampire by Angelus. She was gypsy witch called Rosa Kalderash. But after Angelus killed her he was cursed with his soul and left her. Now she emerges and wants her revenge on Angelus.

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Chapter 1

London, 1896

Rosa ran. She ran as fast as she could. Her long black hair was flying after her. Her emerald eyes were glistening with unshed tears. Olive skin flushed with extension of her powers. The death was getting near. She could sense them. The vampires. Minions, fledges and Masters. Childes and their Sires. They were all around her gradually closing her in the dead end. Frightened Rosa prayed to her ancestors. She formed a protection circle around her. She knew it wouldn't last for long. Her powers were fading. Suddenly all vampires fled. Rosa was curious what happened. A lonely figure stood at the end of street. He closed her last way for her to escape. ''Angelus.'' Rosa breathed out vampire's name. He was one of the most vicious vampires known. The Scourge of Europe. She trembled with fear.

Angelus was in the bad mood. His toy managed to escape earlier leaving him with large gash on his head. The girl had to be punished. He smirked maliciously when he noticed how she was shivering. She might have built a protective barrier around herself, but both of them know that it was only matter of time, when it collapsed. Young gypsy girl was too weak from earlier torture and blood loss to maintain it. She would be in his clutches again.

Rosa collapsed on her knees in exhaustion. The barrier was vanishing slowly. Angelus smirked. The barrier flicked for the last time and disappeared completely. The Master vampire leaped into action. In matter of seconds he held gypsy girl in his arms. He ran back with vampiric speed to his lair in abandoned house.

Both participants didn't notice third person in dark alley. A shadow covering in dark. Mariella saw enough. She knew Rosa wouldn't live to see next day. And she wasn't powerful enough to stand up to vampire. She sent a quick prayer to her ancestors for a soul of her sister and went back to her clan. Kalderashes would avenge its cherished member.

When Rosa regained her consciousness she was back in the basement, chained to the wall. Dark chuckle resonated through the cold torture room. ''Wakey, wakey, princess.'' Rosa shuddered with fear. She was back with that monster. Forcibly she pushed the fear back into her mind, suppressing it effectively. She wouldn't give Master vampire the pleasure of knowing how much she was frightened.

Angelus was exhilarated by her fear. It was like sweet honey to him. He was almost drowned in her scent. It was so sweet to him. Her blood was thick with suppressed fear and defiance. Angelus licked his lips in anticipation. He had to punish his toy for her attempted escape. He pulled out the whip with metal thorns. ''Count, my dear. To 50.''

''Why should I?'' rasped Rosa. ''You'll kill me anyway. And slowly.''

Angelus caressed her cheek gently. ''You are right.'' He striked her unexpectedly. ''That's for talking back to me. Now count to 50 or I'll double it.'' Finished Master Vampire frostily.

Rosa refused to show him the tears of pain. She knew that demon inside of him craved it. The whip swished in the air and hit her back. Its small metal thorns ripped through her clothes and sank into her flesh. Rosa bit her cheek trying not to cry out at the sharp pain. She was silent.

Angelus wasn't satisfied. That bloody girl didn't even peep. In fact she didn't make a sound. 'Bloody hell. She is headstrong.' Thought Angelus. He was always one for challenge. And breaking little gypsy was proving to be entertaining. He inhaled her scent. She was holding back her tears. Rich red blood running down her back was calling to him. All of that innocence with promise of great underlying power. Her defying nature was arousing him. Such spirit was held only by one other. His childe William. Angelus briefly wondered what sort of childe young gypsy would be if he ever turned her.

Rosa wondered why the vampire stopped the torture. She froze in terror when she felt his tongue to lap the trail of blood flowing down her back. A shiver of dread came down her spine. The vampire drew away from her. He struck her back with a whip again. It was so unexpected that Rosa cried out. Angelus smirked maliciously. Rosa bit her cheek strongly, breaking it in the process. The whip hit her back again. And again. And again. By 25th hit Rosa gave up on being silent.

''I'm impressed, Little One.'' Said Angelus. Unemotionally. ''Even my William didn't last that long.'' He titled her chin and looked on her face. The tears were running down her cheeks, leaving salty trail. Angelus licked the wet spots and whispered. ''Shh, Little One. I make it better. Promise.''

A new wave of defiance flared inside of Rosa. She gathered as much blood as she could in her mouth and spit in Angelus' face. ''Burn in hell.'' She spat maliciously.

Angelus vamped out. That little bitch pissed him off. She crossed the line. The Master vampire wiped the blood from his face and snarled. ''You'll pay for that.''

He was mad beyond reason. His demon wanted nothing more than drain that defying bitch. Angelus titled girl's head roughly to one side and sank his teeth into her throat. Rosa cried out in pain. She struggled. With an act of desperation she bit into Angelus' shoulder drawing blood from him. He was drugged with her blood, so he didn't notice her bite. Vampire sucked her life-blood quicker. Rosa felt the life slipping from her. She let Angelus' shoulder and whimpered for the last time. Young gypsy fell on the floor completely drained.

At the same time Angelus felt searing pain in his chest. He fell on the ground beside dead gypsy girl. The faces of all of his victims blinked before his eyes. At the end he got a vision of gypsies' elders in circle casting a powerful curse, strange stone shining brightly and whispered words in menacing voice. ''This is your punishment for killing the cherished member of Kalderash clan. We're returning the soul to you. May you spend rest of your days in pain, misery and suffering, never knowing happiness again. So mote, so be.''

Angelus woke up with yelp from the nightmare. The entire body was aching. His gaze fell on the young girl beside him. Immediately he was floored by strange feeling. He recognized it as guilt. Half-insane from intense emotions Angelus fled into night leaving broken body of dark-haired girl behind.

He hardly disappeared from the basement when Rosa opened her eyes. They were golden-green shining with intense hunger. 'Hunger for blood.' Startled Rosa realised. And then she understood. She became a vampire. Young fledgling looked around trying to find her Sire but she didn't see anyone. She didn't sense him through their bond and their link was somewhat weak. An echo of what it should be. The wave of loneliness swept through her accompanied by anger. ''How did he dare to leave me alone?'' shouted young fledge – youngest childe of Angelus – angrily. Intense hunger overpowered all of Rosa's emotions. She got out from tight bindings and fled from the cursed basement.

The streets were almost empty. The dawn was approaching. Rose felt it in her bones. Young fledgling smelt something delicious. She ran quickly using her newly acquired vampire speed to the source of that delicious smell. She came upon young man. Rosa smiled at him seductively. She felt her demon lurking under surface.

Young man's eyes lit up in excitement when he saw Rosa. He backed her down to the one of walls. Rosa let him to kiss her. She worked slowly down his jaw line to his throat. Her demon broke free without hesitation. Rosa sank her teeth into man's flesh and drank his blood hungrily. Young man moaned in ecstasy. He slumped down unconscious. Rosa's satisfied demon retreated. Her eyes widened in terror when she realized what she did. Young vampire slumped beside unconscious man believing him to be dead. She licked the marks on his throat and healed them. Rosa started to cry.

Lucien LaCroix flew over abandoned part of London when he heard pitiful sobs of young woman. Something pulled him to the noise although only few minutes were left to the sunrise. He landed in front of young woman with raven hair. ''Why are you crying, my dear?''

Rosa was lost in her guilt and shame when she sensed something old and powerful standing in front of her. She wiped the tears out of her face and looked up. Instantly she recognized other as an ancient. Her demon felt a danger. She snarled and jumped on her legs. Without waiting she attacked old vampire. Lucien was surprised by young woman. She was beautiful. Raven hair, emerald eyes and pale skin. He was so enraptured in her that he almost missed the attack. ''A fledge.'' Lucien whispered soothingly. He caught Rosa easily in his arms. She struggled a bit and managed to break partially from Lucien's hold.

Lucien was impressed. The fledge was young and still she managed to defy him. He smirked in delight and whispered in Rosa's ear. ''Don't fight me, youngling.'' Rosa froze in fear when she realized that she attacked very powerful vampire. Before she could say anything her head exploded in sharp pain. Rosa fell into unconsciousness.

Lucien took young vampires into his arm and took off. He was curious about that one. She was strong for someone so young. He felt something odd about her. He couldn't figure out in which clan she belonged to. It was mystery for him. Usually he could tell it with one glance at the vampire. Lucien smiled at sleeping fledge. Tomorrow he would get his answers.

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AN: I know, I know. I should finish my other stories, but I couldn't resist. Updates won't be coming till April, so you can look forward for it. Please, review.