Welcome To Hell

A/N: Okay watching Queen of the damned 3 times in one day sure gets your imagination going. Ok people are Way out of Character because well it's my story. So yeah, I hope you guys like it if not just tell me NICELY.

Prologue ~ Queen of the Damned.

Her blood red eyes flashed dangerously at all who were in the room. Her followers, her slaves, but most of all her food. She didn't care if they were immortal, all the more better they tasted. She walked up to her throne and sat down. Her eyes scanned over everyone, and stopped on one quivering man, a mortal.

"Ah, my dear Neville. How ever did you end up in this situation?" she asked with a hint of amusement in her icy voice.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?" He said trying to be brave but his own voice betraying him.

She laughed maliciously. He didn't recognize her. Good, the more fun it will be to see his face when he realizes his school girl crush is about to kill him.

"Aw, poor Neville. So clueless. You know who I am." She smiled and showed her fangs.

Neville realized who she was and gasped.

"No! it can't be. You . . you're. . ."

She swooped down from her throne and grabbed him by his neck and arched it back before baring her fangs once more and attacking his neck with her mouth. She dropped him to the floor.

"You were a good meal, but you would be too much of an inconvenience if you were one of us."

She waved her hand and watched the barely live man burst into flames, and slowly licked the last remaining traces of blood from her mouth. Her long black hair flowed in waves to her waist. She was tall and elegant, pale and mysterious.

Slowly she rose into the air and everyone beneath her dropped and bowed their heads. She had taken her rightful place as Queen of the Damned.

~~~TBC~~~

That was just the prologue. Some of you may know who "She" is. Yes this is a romance. It's going to be short but it is a romance. Well review please.

Broken-Hermione