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The True Queen Of The Damned	By : EnchanteNoir Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Ch 1
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-THE APOCALYPSE
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~Wow I am really pleased with all the wonderful reviews I got for the last chapter, though I wanted more than I received, but I am quite happy with the ones I got. Well I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I am going to work on the next and final chapter to Carousel next, so I hope you all will like that as well. Please Review and let me know what you think of how this story is going so far… it is almost done now… I believe there are 2 more chapters after this one, and then the story will be completed. Well I hope you enjoy this one and REVIEW!!!!!~

Chapter Four: “The Ministry”

Chester sighed as he moved through the lobby of the hotel his thought overflowing. He had managed to ignore the others who were planning to hang out together before the concert. When he had finally walked out of his hotel room his friends had bombarded him, and it was then that Wayne had walked up and took their attention off of him so he could escape. He sighed and left the hotel moving toward a gothic cathedral without really knowing it. He just needed sometime to think, and where better than a Catholic church?

Walking into the church Chester felt a little strange… it had been years since he had been in a church at all, and he couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of how he was running to a church for refuge. Sighing he moved into a pew and sat down. He needed to know the answer… he needed to know if this was what he wanted in life. He closed his eyes and bowed his head and began to pray for the answer. He needed answers, and having to leave the Queen earlier as she sought her own reburial as he called it, had been hard on him. She had pleaded with him again to be her King, to end the suffering of her people yet again, those emerald eyes burning holes into him letting him know he was her last hope. He sighed and prayed harder hoping for once that God would take pity on him answer the questions he sought.

Little visions came to him of him helping the Queen and visions of God smiling down on him. He didn’t know what to do or say, but he kept praying. He had lost himself in his own thoughts and prayers that he barely noticed that he was being joined where he sat. Eventually he opened his eyes, his mind made up… he had to help her, he loved her and he knew he would never forgive himself if he turned his back on her now. He sighed happily then blinked seeing that he was not by himself and that a priest sat next to him. Chester blinked seeing that the man looked mighty familiar, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on the face.

“Forgive me Father for I have sinned?” He asked before biting his lip to keep from laughing, as if he would ever actually tell some priest all the shit he has done.

“I am glad you think Sinning is so funny Chester, but unfortunate for your Queen… this is one sin I won’t let you make. Take him!”

Before Chester could reply to the priest someone put a cloth over his mouth and he struggled feeling like he was suffocating. He couldn’t fight the stronger man hiding behind him and he felt everything go black and he passed out, his thought on the Queen and the concert he had to make.

~Some Time Later~

Chester groaned as his eyes fluttered opened and he looked around confused. He was in a dark room and he was tied to a chair, he could feel the ropes burning into his skin a little as he pulled on them. Fuck. What had happened? All he remembered was sitting in the church praying for an answer… then there was… FUCK! The Priest! He immediately jerked up and began to look around chewing his bottom lip. He hated the dark and not being able to see his attackers, but his senses told him he was not alone.

“What do you want from me?”

He could hear his kidnappers chuckle and his eyes narrowed. Fucking bastards. Some all mighty powerful kidnappers… had to hide in the fucking shadows to keep from being seen. He pulled on his ropes again, but they were tight, he wasn’t going anywhere until they decided to let him go.

“Chester…Chester… Chester… what we want is for you to forget about her.”

The man who spoke stepped forward and immediately Chester remembered why he never went to church anymore, his stomach rising to his throat almost as if he was going to be sick. This really couldn’t get any worse. Not only was he being held prisoner, but to make matters worse he was being held prisoner by the lead singer of a “Christian Rock Band.” If Chester ever wished for God to strike him down and send him to hell now was the time, because standing before him dressed in jeans and a muscle shirt was Scott Strapp of Creed… who he now remembered as the… PRIEST!

“Fuck.”

“You have yourself in a bad predicament Bennington, why are you surprised? You are so gullible. Do you really think they will find you here or even think to look?”

Chester didn’t know what to think, all he knew was that he had to get out of here and soon in order to awaken the Queen. This was insane! Looking at Scott he wished suddenly that he could wrap his hands around his throat and squeeze until there was nothing left inside his useless body. He’s jealous because he is in a crappy ass band that sings Christian rock music.

“Bennington do you hear me talking to you?! I guess not… its all good though… soon you will be speaking I promise you that,” Scott said then stalked off toward the door with his minions all but two however which stayed to watch Chester.

Chester groaned inwardly as he glanced around him he didn’t see a possible means of escape, which meant that he was stuck here and he failed her. He failed the queen and he felt like shit because of it. Her people would suffer now all because he had turned to pathetic faith for help. He knew there were reasons he hadn’t been to church recently, damn crooked religion. Scott Strapp was a fucking asshole, who they had scorned when he tried to preach to them about the saving abilities of God. They hadn’t wanted to hear that shit, well no one did, but Scott had went on and on and on, and frankly they had thrown him out telling him to shut the fuck up. Funny how tables had turned.

“You are pathetic… you really think she’s going to give a fuck about you? What if you don’t wake her? You’ll be just like me… a fool in love with someone who doesn’t give a damn about them… she wants only her king! She cared nothing about me once my voice didn’t wake her!”

“Jay Gordon?! You betrayed the Queen?! You sorry fuck! Let me go we can fight this out right now! She trusted you!”

Jay Gordon one of the two men who stayed to watch Chester moved down the stairs where he had been standing on a balcony and moved over to Chester smirking as he stared into his eyes.

“You goddamn right I betrayed her… you think I was just going to continue to let her use me? Continue to love someone who could never love me back? Just as Wayne does. That pathetic fool… loves the ground she walks on… but he doesn’t realize once she has her King he won’t mean shit to her.”

“You’re insane… I can’t believe you would betray her… and join with Scott Strapp! What the hell gain does he promise you?!”

Jay laughed then shaking his head as he looked Chester dead in the eyes a dark glint within his own. “Why salvation from God… and of course my own will to love back, she won’t control me any longer, that I promise you, and I will have my revenge by killing Wayne Static… ”

Chester shook his head. This was bad, really bad… Wayne? He wanted to kill Wayne? Shaking his head he looked back up at Jay his eyes slightly wide. “Why do you want to kill Wayne?”

“Because he was the one who brought me to her in the first place, he’ll pay for what he did to me, but I’ll give him a choice first of course… he can be saved still, but if he won’t listen to reason… I’ll kill him.”

Chester jumped up before he thought about it forgetting that his hands were tied to the chair, he wanted to hit Jay at that moment, and he felt the sting of Jay’s fist connecting against his cheek causing him to hit the ground hard on his side, only to have the breath knocked out of him as he was kicked hard in the stomach by the male’s steel toe boot.

“You… won’t… win…”

Jay laughed before stalking off to go talk to Scott about what they planned for Chester. The man just wouldn’t give up, even when his situation was completely hopeless. He’d learn soon enough however, and so would that bastard in Wayne Static.

Chester groaned trying to force himself up but found he couldn’t do it on his own. He had failed her, Jay was right, he wasn’t going to be able to get out of this, and he felt the frustration well up in his body. She’d never be awakened now, her people were doomed… what the hell was he going to do now?

“Chester…. I can’t believe you’d give up so easily…”

Chester knew that voice but he didn’t see anyone around him, only the shadow of the third man watching him, but he seemed… shorter somehow, his silhouette anyway. Something was going on here, and he coughed trying to calm his breathing from the force of the kick that Jay had landed on him.

“Who are you?”

“You can forget me so easily Chester?” The voice was full of laughter before the male spoke again from the shadows, “Now I am debating whether or not I should bother even saving you… The King can’t afford to be weak, you should know this yourself, I believe in you… and here you are being pathetic and giving up hope.”

~Hahahahahahaha Cliff Hanger. Who the hell is in the room with Chester now? Who was the third guy watching him? What will happen when Chester gets Free? Will he wake the Queen. These questions will be answered in the next Chapter!!! Please Review it makes me feel very good when you do.~
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