I felt the darkness surround me. It went inside me, through me. I experienced pain that one would not be able to describe in words. But to me, it was business as usual, as I landed on the cold rock ground.

The Underworld wasn't much. Just millions of souls, sitting down on the cool dark stone-like substance, narrow walls so that they could lean upon. Sitting there were many: the fake Michael, Abraham Lincoln, the Greek poet Sappho, Leonardo da Vinci, it went for miles. The demons came in. The demons were no kings here. They lived in much of the same condition. But they had a special job. They were servants.

3 foot tall, skin cold and black as the walls, red eyes, sharp teeth and humanlike tongues, five demons kneeled to me. One spoke. "How may we be of service to you Madam Highness?"

"I will be leaving to find another world. In the case I may no longer be your queen, be prepared to choose an heir." Here, I was no longer Dingo pop icon Demi Monroe, I was Madam Highness, Demi, Ruler of the Gay Underworld. For now.

"But Madam, you know that you may not do such things! It is forbidd-"

"Are you questioning me!?" he was launched into the wall. How could he expect me not to know such things? How dare he try to get in the way of what I want! Did he want me to rot without Selena at my side? The rational answer was no.

"We shall get to selecting the next Ruler then." said one of the others. And then they all ran off, terrified. I walked through the chambers, and looked at the people. I could see inside their souls. Their darkness, their light. Their fear of me, clearer than the day.

I looked at the wound on my hand. The blood sacrifice of the travel of worlds. Would I have enough blood to bring back Selena? I would have to.

Feeling all that fear, that regret, that darkness. It would be an endless trek, through the billions and billions of residents. Hours after hours through the corridors of my land, feet tired, covering my wound so as not to waste any blood.

I found myself at the barrier at last. The barrier of straight and gay. It was not my first time here. I had looked many a time before, finding Selena here, but to no avail. I searched for all the gay realms, of the Underworld, of the heavens, of the fire, but nowhere she was. But now, I would cross it. I put my hand on the violet obstacle. It vibrated at my touch. I poured my blood on it, waiting until it would drop.

I walked through the limbo realm, feeling my existence drain from me. Am I to die here? Could I... could I handle it?

"You." came that voice. Crap. Never thought I'd see him again. "Finally died?" he asked.

I just kept walking.

"I SAID, I ASKED, you a question god damnit!" He had gone insane, and it was all my fault. I would give anything for none of this to have ever happened.

"Please, leave me alone Nick."

"That's not an option!" suddenly I had been knocked to the ground.

This was not my world; I had little power to stop him from doing as he wished. There was only one option, to run. How humiliating for a queen to be forced to run from that faggot. I ran, and he rushed at me, and then flames, everywhere. He was out of sight, but I could feel consciousness slipping away.

I guess this trip is simply coming to an end. "Selena!" I cry out, not wanting to leave without her. There was no telling what would happen though. Why? Why must this happen? Damn Nick.

And then all in darkness, unable to wake up. I could just wonder: Where am I? Am I at home, or somewhere much worse? Or better? I couldn't find the energy to open my eyes, or even move. My heart felt as if it was about to give out.

After what may have been hours, days, I woke up. I was in a very beat up empty room, with a lamp in the center which illuminated it all. Cracked walls with red stains, no windows but a single white door. What was this?

"Hello? Anyone?" I went for the door, but got knocked back.

"I see you're awake." said the incomer. A blond haired girl in a colorful dress.

"What's going on Miley!?" I asked, only wanting to leave so that I may recover for my dear Selena. Instead I got a punch in the stomach and fell to the floor.

"It's Hannah!"

A/N Time:

Sorry it took a while to update. Just didn't really find time I suppose. I'm not good with that. Did it seem like I crammed too much or too little? I'm trying to get a good length on my chapters.