Prologue
The regal human queen of the north slowly walked towards the sound. It was a sound of pure agony, a scream of pure agony. A clearing approached in the woods, and she slowly stepped into it. Another human was withering on the ground.
"Sir?" She asked, quietly. The man looked up into her eyes, and she nearly ran, screaming from the forest. They were blood red – vampire. The man – or vampire as the queen now understood – rose to his feet, and pinned her to a nearby tree. A nearly maniacal laughed echoed throughout the forest.
"Hello little human," He whispered.
"Don't hurt me. The Kingdom will get your kind and will kill them off. We had an agreement," The queen replied.
"Are you afraid for your life? You should be. Mine was stolen. I'm not going to kill you. I'm only going to make you as miserable as me…love," The vampire said.
"Jacob?" The queen gasped.
"The one and only…Edward's already finished off for you…" The vampire – Jacob laughed.
"I don't believe it, he was just with me…only moments ago. He excused himself to feed the horses…" The queen pursed her lips.
"Look, Queen, Princess, whatever you are now, you're gonna die - only not really. Edward's already dead – I killed him just a few minutes ago. But, you're not really going to die, instead, you're going to be damned for all eternity, wandering the earth with no purpose for living, but no reason for death. No way for death to overcome you, rather you'll be living on the blood of the living, taking away their chance for life. You aren't dead or alive; you exist. That's it. That's all you get." Jacob sneered.
He leaned down, and bit down on the queen's neck, then pulled away. "Oh Edward!" She cried, before cringing, and crying out. Slowly she sank to the ground, and withered, the transformation already starting to take place.