Sorry, it has been awhile. I could give you some lame excuse, but the truth is…I have no excuse. I'm lazy and I tend to procrastinate…a lot. So, here we go. Oh, yeah, I changed my pen name. I've had SasoLOVE111 ever since I started fanfiction. I like it, don't get me wrong, but I just felt like a change; therefore, Lorem tenebrae.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Searching high and low for the people who killed her people was frustrating, but it had to be done. For years she stalked the lands looking for the ones who dared to kill her most loved ones. Oh, she got her revenge. Every single human and werewolf got what they deserved.

In retrospect, she could have been crueler. She could have sliced her victim's family into pieces. She could have sucked their blood dry and have her target watch as his most beloved people died in front of him. But she didn't.

Her reasoning for not killing the innocent women and children was simple. They had no part in the massacre. Although, there was a part of her that screamed for their blood, that screamed for their heads on a silver platter. But that side was irrational and overly violent. Over the years, she had learned to quell that side, but it always there, waiting for a weakness that the Queen refused to let go.

The Queen remembered the last man she killed that was involved in the disastrous event. It was fifty years after the massacre and the man was now crippled and timeworn. His malicious intent towards vampires disappeared over the years. And looking back on the event, he felt ashamed of the actions he partook in. Whenever he would shut his eyes, the faces of the vampires he killed flickered through his lids; gaunt faces and pleading eyes begging to be spared from his malignity. However, that would not deter the revenge the Queen had planned for him.

When the Queen found the now aged man, he was watching his grandchildren. She decided to wait for the night to come to enact her final revenge. When darkness fell, she snuck into the hobbled man's room. The Queen decided to give the man a quick and easy death, but before she could move a step towards his seemingly still figure, a weak voice rang out in the darkness.

"I always knew you would come for me." The voice emanated from the old man. "I am ready for my death, Vampiress."

The monarch was puzzled. This decrepit man was ready for her, he was ready to die? Before she could voice her questions, she realized the answer. She has been killing all his friends. Of course he would know that someone was killing every man involved in the extermination of vampires. Before she could speak, a voice rang inside her head. How dare this insolent human say he has been waiting for us. We should drink his blood dry and hang his body for all to see.

That voice was the killer inside the Queen; it was the side of her that strived for the very essence that lets humans survive and to have it splatter on walls and surrounding objects and fill her never ending need for blood. The Queen decided to ignore that side of her, and continue with what she planned to say to the weak man. "You are right, sir. And because you have been waiting for so long, I will grant you a quick death."

The frail man was baffled. This vampire wasn't going to viciously kill him like she had done to her previous prey. Despite his confusion, he was grateful. The cruel slayer would be his gentle liberator through death. "Thank you. You are not what I expected you to be."

The once ruler bowed her head to the soon-to-be-deceased man. "You are welcome. I wish you happiness in your next life." With that, she decapitated the male with a flick of her wrist. She was truthful to her words. She gave him a swift death.

In a way, the last queen of the vampires was thankful that that older gentleman was the last person she needed to kill in order to fulfill her vengeance. It was a burden lifted off her shoulders. However, the last kill left her empty as well. What was she supposed to do now? She could travel the world, search for hidden treasures, or perhaps cause mayhem in obscure villages. Or possibly she should stay hidden and build her knowledge as the world gains its own.

Are you stupid? You are the Queen of the Vampires. Your strength parallels with no other. By yourself, with me of course, we could rule the world! We would be the Queens of the world! We could bathe in rivers of blood and be forever satiated.

The sinister voice rang out again in the vampire's head, whispering sweet little nothings in her mind. But the Queen could not listen to its seductive voice. Even though she was a vampire, she had certain morals. And ever since the annihilation of her race, her arrogance plummeted through the floor. She knew that she couldn't take on the entire human and werewolf race by herself. It would be reckless and ill-advised. Bright emerald green eyes narrowed at nothing. "You are a monster, inner. You can continue your whispers, but I will not take heed to them."

Ah, but my Queen, my own. You are the monster. The menacing voice argued back. For I am a part of you as you are a part of me. We are one.

"I will not listen to your heedless words. They fall on deaf ears."

You are a monster, Queenie. You couldn't save your own race. You are a dying species.

The monarch walked on into the night. Not knowing where she was going, only knowing that her journey will never end. She wasn't really alone. No. She would always have the menacing voice in her head.

You are alone…

..

But you will always have me…

..

Sakura.

Well. This is the end of chapter two. And I finally admitted that the Queen is Sakura, which I am pretty positive that EVERYONE knew the Queen was Sakura. Le duh.

Anyway, just for some clarifications. The King is not Kakashi. The King of the Vampires was just some character I decided to create with no specific detailing or name. He was just there to die….Yep. To die.

Anyway, I'm sorry I took so long, but that's how I roll. I have thought about this story quite a lot between February and today. I was deciding of whether or not I should jump straight to the high school and have the first chapter be like part of a textbook that some Dr. wrote about. However, that wasn't working out so well, so I decided to expand a little bit more on the Queen. Oh, I also purposefully decided not to show any kind of description (well except the eyes) of Sakura in this chapter. She's supposed to be "anonymous."

So, review my lovelies. Oh, constructive criticism would be awesome :D