Response to a prompt I received on CC. Regina is a vampire and Robin is heir to the throne in Sherwood. It'll be a couple of chapters I think, warnings for whatever comes with Vampires I suppose. ;)

She was a woman crazed and obsessed, it was verging on insane the way she would follow him around and pine after him. He just wasn't interested, he knew what it was that she wanted, she was trying to lure him into her bed so that he would marry her, in the meanwhile she would gain all his status and what would he gain? A wife he didn't love. He'd given her more than a fair chance, even courted her for a while, but enough was enough, he couldn't stand it anymore. Maid Marian had to get the message, he just wasn't interested in her.

It was odd, because strangely enough she was the type of woman he would usually go for, most of the women he had ever courted or been attracted to had dark hair and dark eyes, she was a beautiful woman, anyone could see that, but she just wasn't the one for him, there was just something missing and he wouldn't settle for anything less than the perfect one for him. He wanted someone who possessed more fire, more possession, he wanted someone who would challenge him in every way and not cater to his every whim.

He ducked down behind a tree, catching his breath as he ran a hand through his sweat licked hair before taking an arrow from his quiver, he loved the forest and just being able to escape from his duties for a while, not having to think about being heir to the throne or having to find a bride, he could just be alone and have time to think for himself. As a prince, privacy was in somewhat short supply.

Robin heard a rustle in the trees and ducked lower, he'd been tracking a deer, he hated the act of killing, although hunting was a sport expected to be taken up by the future king, he loathed having to actually take the life of a creature. However, he wasn't doing this for sport, he was doing it for his people, this was royal land and therefore the villagers were forbidden to hunt within the forest, which in turn meant that sometime they could be without food. Robin felt it was only fair to provide them which whatever royal game he could, considering he was the prince he of course had hunting rights. He felt it was his duty to serve his people and make sure that no one went hungry.

He spotted the deer, it was grazing about fifty feet away from him, he knew that he could make the shot if he acted fast, a stag of such size would be enough food to last a couple of days for everyone in the village, it would provide more substance than the crops and little game they could catch in the fields. He knocked his arrow and pulled his arm back, keeping his eyes set on the creature before releasing, a loud squeal met his ears and he knew that most certainly wasn't a noise that the dear should make.

Robin watched as the creature darted off through the woods, he narrowed his eyes as he tried to make out what it was that had made the sound. He crept over to the clearing, his eyes falling onto a woman laid on the ground, an arrow sticking out of her leg. Flinging down his bow and quiver he dropped to the floor beside the girl, "oh god, I am so sorry, are you okay?"

Her dark eyes flickered up to his as she cowered away from him, one hand covering her mouth as the other gripped the arrow that was protruding from her leg. "I wouldn't pull that," he shook his head, his hands coming to cover hers, "I think we should get you to a doctor."

"I'm fine," she hissed, "you just cost me dinner."

"You do realise that you are on royal grounds?"

"I couldn't give a toss about royal grounds," she spat, wiping a hand over her mouth, he glanced at it and noticed that she had blood there as well as the blood that was flowing from her leg.

"Are you hurt somewhere else?"

"Why don't you leave me alone human," she sneered, sanding from the ground, her hand enclosing around the arrow as she pulled it from her leg in one violent move, throwing it to the ground.

Robin furrowed his eyebrows, human? That was a weird thing to say, he looked at her closer, taking into account the way her dark glossy curls flowed down her back and were perfectly tamed despite having just been on the ground, her clothes were also pretty immaculate and he had a feeling that maybe the blood he saw on her hand wasn't her own.

"You do realise you are staring right? Why don't you just leave, go after your deer or whatever," she rolled her eyes as she began to walk in the opposite direction.

"Why were you hunting here when it's against the law?" he asked following after her, grabbing his things from the ground and catching her up, not even thinking about what he was supposed to be doing, this was something he was interested in finding out about, it wasn't every day a woman randomly appeared in a forest that was usually pretty abandoned.

"God do you shut your mouth?" she spat, he noticed her tie something around the wound on her leg. He didn't think that anyone had ever spoken to him in such a manner before, never mind a woman, to be honest it was a refreshing change not to be respected.

"I'm merely curious, you do realise that this land belongs to me and I could have you arrested for crimes against the crown."

She stopped in her tracks and whipped around to stare at him, "you really are foolish, I do think mistress will enjoy you," she grinned evilly as there was some kind of shimmer and the brunette locks transformed into golden tresses and the eyes that had once been dark morphed into light blue, "she's always looking for a way to bargain with humans."

"What are you?" he asked, reaching for the dagger on his belt only for her to flick it away and shake her head.

"Probably your worst nightmare and then some," the blonde smirked as she stepped closer almost smelling him as he tried to move away from whatever magical creature was stood before him. "My mistress on the other hand, I have a feeling she may be both your worst nightmare and your greatest dream. You long for a challenge don't you, Prince Robert, well I hope you can manage what you wish for."

How did she know that? It was almost as though she was reading his mind, taking the thoughts straight from his head, or she had been before he'd made his attempt to capture the deer. It was then that he thought that maybe the deer hadn't been what she was hunting, in fact he had a feeling that instead of being the hunter himself, he had been the hunted all along. "Who is this mistress you keep talking about?"

"Someone is eager to find out more, you can run you know, hurry back to the castle."

"You expect me to believe that you'd let that happen? You're obviously some kind of demon."

"Demon? No, my type tends not to mix with the likes of demons."

"What are you then?"

"You already asked that question," she sighed almost in annoyance although he couldn't read the expression on her face, he had no idea what she was thinking, "are you going to give me a chase because I would love an opportunity to put my teleportation skills to the test. My kind are excellent hunters, you wouldn't get very far."

He knew he was playing with fire, he had no idea what she was or what she was capable of, but maybe he should give her the hunt she wanted, he had a feeling that if she wanted to kill him she would have done so already, it sounded more like she wanted to take him back to her mistress whoever that was. He really shouldn't play her game, but he was so sick and tired of following rules and being the perfectly behaved prince, he just wanted something to happen and if that meant being hunted by a magical creature then so be it, it was better than being hunted by Marian, Marian wouldn't even go for a walk by the lake out of fear she might get dirt on her shoes.

He smirked at her, raising a single eyebrow before taking off as quick as his feet could carry him, he knew the forest like the back of his hand and he only hoped that could be used as an advantage. After five minutes of sprinting through the foliage and jumping over roots he leant against a tree, trying to catch his breath as he looked around him, seeing if he could spot her. He turned and came face to face with a red headed woman who seemed to stare into his soul, he took a step backwards at the menacing look on her face.

"Mallory, what have I told you about playing with your food?" she sneered grabbing Robin by the neck.

"We aren't killing him Lena," the blonde reappeared as she rolled her eyes, "you know that she asked for the prince to be brought to her alive."

"Doesn't mean we can't feed from him first."

"We are not feeding from him; mistress didn't send us to feed from him."

"No, she sent us to collect him, which is what I thought you were doing and then you let him run."

Robin watched them and regretted not running whilst he had the chance, god he really shouldn't have followed the woman when she told him to leave her. How the hell was the red head so strong, he could barely breathe as her fingers wrapped around his throat like the talons of a bird wrapped around its prey. "What are you?" he choked out.

The red head stopped arguing with the blonde and turned to look at him, letting out a sinister laugh before shaking her head, "that's for us to know and you to discover," with that comment, she used her strength to fling him against a tree knocking him out cold. Now the only thing left for them to do was take him to their mistress, to their Queen.