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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
- 5
- 6
~Thank you to all of those that reviewed the last chapter, and for those of you who have stuck around with this story throughout the time it took me to write it. I know it took a while before I got the last chapter out and I thank you all for understanding me being sick and then college. Well here we are… the last chapter of The True Queen of the Damned…I can’t believe its almost over… when I end this chapter though I am going to watch the reviews carefully and here is why… I am leaving it up to you… the fans of this story… whether or not I actually write a sequel to this… it will be up to you the fans to tell me if you want one or not… and if so who do you want to see in it besides The Queen of course. All right so there you have it you guys have a task to do now. Do you want a sequel to The True Queen of the Damned? And if so… Who would you like to see make an appearance? I am also open to plots if you guys have a specific one in mind. All right there you have it… as for disclaimers I OWN NO ONE except for the Queen because she is actually based on me and just has a different name. Other than that… enjoy.~

“THE APOCALYPSE”

Servanne… I am sorry…

Chester knew he was going to die, he was staring down the barrel of his death and there was nothing he could do to stop it, it was all over, he had failed. Before his eyes flashed his entire life, from the day he was born, the hell he went through growing up, and even the shit he had done wrong in life, but what hurt more was the recent events that passed before his eyes. His conversation with Wayne when he first told him he’d been chosen, when he first laid eyes on her, his decision to awaken her, everything that led up right to this moment. The taste of failure in his mouth was bitter, and suddenly… he felt glad it would all be over soon, he wasn’t the King they wanted him to be.

“You fucking BASTARD! Look at you; you’re pathetic…why they believed you were her king I’ll never understand.” Jay’s voice was full of malevolence the anger dancing within his eyes was horrible to witness.

“You deserve to die…”

Chester waiting for the pain he knew was coming but instead a giant explosion knocked him and Jay back, Jay flew from the stage and landed against the back wall along with many others who had begun their own battles, vampire and ministry alike, but it was Chester who was suddenly caught while flying through the air.

Wayne coughed from his crouched position against the wall, the smoke surrounding the room from the sudden explosion ripping through his lungs. As the air began to clear a sudden gasp rose up around him, and he stood slowly his eyes looking for Scott, but not seeing him, instead in the center of the cleared stadium, as everyone had been slammed back against walls, was none other than the Queen herself draped fully in her Egyptian garb, but it was her eyes that frightened Wayne the most in those moments of sheer terror.

“My King….” Servanne’s voice washed soft and deadly as she held Chester within her grasp, her emerald green eyes were alight with a dark light, that made her look more unearthly than she already did.

“KILL HER!”

Wayne heard Scott’s command and saw one of the Ministry heading right for her, he took a step forward knowing the Queen was vulnerable right now, and yet he couldn’t move far as a force field flung him back against the wall.

Servanne saw the man move and before he could even get near her she held up a single hand while still supporting Chester in her grasp, stopping the man as if she froze him still. She was floating in mid air, and the power surrounding her was unlike anything any of her people had felt before, for once in their lives, they were scared of the woman they served.

“Chester…”

“My Queen…”

“Shhhh…”

The man she had froze was fighting the force that held him still and Servanne’s bright emerald gaze landed on him with a cold malice that even froze Jay who had been moving to attack as well, something wasn’t right. The man immediately began screaming holding his head as if something was within that he wanted out. The entire room held their breaths, but the man’s screams went on. Servanne’s lips twisted into a sick smile before the man began to bleed out of his eye sockets.

“Make it stop!!!”

Scott watched in horror as the man began bleeding profusely from his eyes as if blood was being forced out, pooling on the ground beneath his feet, and still his servant couldn’t move. His screams were terrifying, and yet the bleeding didn’t stop. Servanne was going to kill him!

Servanne began to laugh a sickening sound that floated throughout the stadium sending chills down everyone’s spine, it was at this time that the man screamed the loudest right before his head exploded splattering Scott and Jay with his blood and various fragments of bone and brain matter. Servanne turned as if nothing at all had happened, and half the ministry backed up a few steps before turning to run toward the doors in horror, but just as they started for them every door slammed shut and locked it seemed by the sheer force of Servanne’s will. Lowering her and Chester to the ground she held him close as he began to cough up blood. He was bleeding internally.

“I’m… going… to…”

“Shhh, no you’re not…” Servanne forgot everyone around her and focused only on the man in her arms. She couldn’t lose him now… this was not how she had wanted to bring him over, but now she had no choice.

“Do you choose me Chester? Do you choose to take your seat at my side?”

The members of Linkin Park watched frozen in terror. Who the fuck was this woman? Mike wanted to get Chester the fuck away from her, but he was not about to risk his own life, what she had done to that man was insane… to be able to make someone’s head explode without touching them.

“My Queen…”

Servanne looked up slowly seeing three of her favorites standing in front of her, Jonathan Davis, David Drainman, and Wayne of course. She shook her head at them before looking back down to Chester awaiting his answer. His eyes looked so lifeless, as if every ounce of what he was made of was dying inside where he was bleeding profusely… she could smell it beneath the surface.

“You have to tell me… I will not do this without you agreeing…”

Chester reached up and caressed her cheek, so beautiful for one so deadly… That was Servanne, and he understood that. He smiled weakly as she leaned into his touch and his eyes fluttered closed as he finally lost consciousness.

“Chester…” Servanne cursed under her breath as he lost consciousness feeling his hand fall away from her cheek, she just prayed that she had assumed this was what he wanted. Leaning her head down she kissed his lips softly feeling death lingering near him, but this was one night Death was going to be disappointed. Raising her head her fangs lengthened and she leaned down sinking them into his throat draining him of his blood listening to his heartbeat slow to almost a complete stop.

“NO!” Scott’s cry rang out as he watched Servanne slit her wrist. He raised his hands and immediately began to form another of those black balls of power, even as Chester began to drink from her, he would never live to suffer through the rebirth if he had anything to say about it. The ball shot out of his hand a moment later moving straight for Servanne and Chester, the bitch would be weakened now, and this was the perfect time for his attack.

Servanne snatched her wrist from Chester and turned knocking the ball just as it was about to hit her straight out of the way watching as it crashed through the ceiling of the stadium and outside. Her eyes turned blood red as they landed on Scott, hatred, malice, and pure violence danced in both their depths as Chester levitated off the ground behind her.

“Get him out of here Jonathan…”

Jonathan blinked and didn’t waste anytime taking Chester into his arms and heading offstage to get Chester out of the stadium. Servanne never moved just kept her gaze on Scott, but a sick smile appeared on her lips as she spoke, the darkness dancing within the tone one of unspeakable horrors and death.

“Sing for me David…”

With that she moved, gliding across the stage as if she were floating. David really didn’t think this was a time to be holding a concert, but he wasn’t about to argue with his Queen… motioning to his band he moved to the microphone, watching as the drum set was put back up, and waited for the intro. It didn’t take long for the drums to begin.

Servanne dropped the shield around everyone and Jay immediately rushed for Wayne the two entering combat as Scott and Servanne faced off, it was time for the battle to commence and one of them was not walking out alive.

(Can you feel that?)
(Oh shit)
Ooh ah ah ah ah!
Ooh ah ah ah ah!

Servanne smirked as soon as the music broke into guitars and drums and her and Scott rushed each other a big black explosion happening as soon as they collided. Servanne slid back only to stop to float mid air watching as Scott hit the back wall and jumped right back up shooting out a black ball toward her which she knocked back toward him causing him to have to jump out of the way to avoid it. Servanne was there to greet him as soon as he stood up, hitting him dead square in the chest watching him fly back crashing into the same wall.

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing ... in me
(Will you give in to me?)

Jay and Wayne were throwing punches at each other, the fight was brutal and both were bleeding in the matter of moments. Wayne crashed into the wall as one of those black balls hit him in the chest and he coughed before standing slowly looking at his former lover in surprise.

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no, There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon ... in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give in to me?)

”Why are you doing this?!”

“You betrayed me for that bitch! You deserve to die for casting me aside!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?! You walked out on me!”

“SHUT UP! I will not listen to your lies! Scott told me all about you and her!”

“Are you insane?! I loved you I didn’t go to Servanne’s bed until you walked out on me!”

“SHUT UP!”

Jay ran toward Wayne only to be knocked away from him in his blind fury Jay bounded back up and hit Wayne square in the chest causing Wayne’s eyes to widen as he felt the wood pierce his flesh out of no where, he hadn’t even seen the stake in his hand.

“Servanne…”

“WAYNE NO!” Servanne turned immediately feeling his pain as if it were her own, watching as he hit the ground.

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes
Oh no, the world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon ... in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream!!!!

No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me Oh-oohh
Why did you have to hit me like that mommy?
Don't do it! You're hurting me Oh-oohh!
Why did you have to be such a bitch?
Why don't you,
Why don't you fuck off and die?
Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU!!!
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die!

Scott grinned and took this as his chance and drew back his cloak revealing the sword he had wanted to kill her on for years now. Drawing back his arm he pierced her square in the chest watching her eyes widen as he looked at her. Pushing more he grinned as he moved right up to her face kissing her.

“Die bitch!”

Servanne growled out her pain as the steel pierced her flesh and she heard those words. A scream soon followed and she knocked him away from her watching as he flew back she waved her hand and immediately his body engulfed into flames his screams drowning even her own out.

“Servanne!” Wayne’s screams were heart wrenching as he began to fight Marilyn Manson who had been trying to aid him and was by giving him blood.

“Goddamn it Wayne STOP you can’t help her right now!”

Ooh ah ah ah ah!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Mad-ness has now come over me

Servanne mouth opened wide as she fell by on the sword causing it to be pushed right out of her chest, falling to the ground next to her. She breathed heavily and closed her eyes the fight was over, Scott was dead, there was just one thing left to do, and with a single thought every member of his Ministry left began to ignite into flames their screams rising with the stench of burning flesh.

“My Queen…”

Everyone was around her in a circle sobbing despite the pain they felt at her being harmed, she was the creator of them all, and yet they didn’t care about dying… she was their very lives, and they had served her endlessly, and would… even at her end. At those words though the crowd parted watching as Chester glided his way within his eyes a bright brown as he moved down onto his knees next to her and pulled her into his arms.

“Its… Over…” Servanne’s blood had pooled into a large circle around her body, she was going to die, and she knew they would last without her… as she had passed a great deal onto Chester’s shoulders besides the need for blood and immortality. He shared the weight of their lives resting on her shoulders, they would still last as long as he lived.

“No… its not.” Chester stared down into her eyes before biting his wrist and pressing it to her lips.

Servanne turned her head toward his wrist and licked the wound closed, she was tired of fighting, tired of this life… she had seen her King, it was all she needed, her goals had been fulfilled… she could die in peace.

“Servanne… I will not keep this life without you.”

“You cannot die… the sun can’t even harm you…” She laughed softly before shaking her head. “Only a sword can, and it has to be a special one, and you must lose every ounce of your blood… you’re too weak to fill me.”

“But all of us aren’t.” Wayne staggered over to Servanne and kneeled at her side, “Please… do not leave us.”

Servanne sighs shaking her head as her eyes drifted closed, she was so tired… so sick of everything, and yet, could she just turn her back on them? She felt drops of crimson hitting her lips and forced her eyes opened and looked up to see Chester holding his wrist to her lips. The hunger inside of her wouldn’t let her deny him a second time and she locked her lips to his wrist drinking deeply of him.

Chester cries out in pure pleasure his eyes drifting closed as Jonathan held him up for support behind him. The fire that burned through him suddenly was insane, and he wasn’t sure he could handle it as she drank from him, and he thought biting had been sheer ecstasy.

Jonathan pulls Chester’s wrist from her mouth before biting into his own and offering it to his new brother, he had come late in all this, but hadn’t expected the war that had happened tonight, and the scent of burned flesh was still strong surrounding them.

As Chester fed Wayne lowered his frame and bit into his wrist and placed it at Servanne’s lips a shudder running through his body as she began to feed from him. His eyes traveled over to Jay’s now burned body, and blood tears welled in his eyes. Scott had brainwashed him and his death shouldn’t hurt as much as it did, but he couldn’t help it… he had loved him and he was gone now.

David drew Wayne back and Marilyn stepped up as David offered his wrist to Chester and he offered his to Servanne. She would feed from each of her children as they took turns replenishing each other. Last one up though surprised everyone and they just gawked in surprise. It was the very first one who had ever awakened her and no one honestly knew what to say.

“OZZY?!”

“What the fuck when on here man?” Ozzy looked around insanely as Sharon walked up to stand at his side and kneeled down offering her wrist to the Queen. No one knew it but Sharon was one of Servanne’s children, as it had been her gift to Ozzy when he married her.
“My Queen… what happened to you?” Sharon smiled softly before lightly caressing the Queen’s hair and watching as Kelly came up with the clothing for the Queen she had specially made for her as a gift, now she couldn’t help but to be glad they brought them. A slight winch passed through her as Servanne began to feed off of her, and she could only be happy that she was here to help her, having drug Ozzy at the last minute when she had felt something bad was going to happen. Moving back once she took as much as she could give she let Ozzy take her place before moving to sit down.

Ozzy listened as the others told him the story and shook his head; only his Queen would get herself into such a battle and lose focus. As she finished drinking he knew she had taken enough, and hadn’t even been that much due to him going last, standing he moves over to Sharon and offers her his wrist letting her replenish herself.

Chester looked at everyone surrounding him and it was finally at this time he realized that Mike and the others had made their way to them, he lowered his gaze looking away from them and fearing the worse.

“How the hell could you hide this from us?!” Mike’s voice was hysterical from everything he had seen not to mention the rebirth of one Chester Bennington who should be dead right now.

“I had no choice… I figured if I didn’t wake her then no harm was done, I didn’t mean for you to find out like this… I’m sorry. If you feel like you need a new singer then I understand, but I won’t regret my decision.”

“And just where the hell are we going to find another Chester Bennington… I don’t think so; you are not getting off that easy.”

Chester grinned as he looked up at Mike catching the smile on the MC’s face. He shook his head before lifting a now sleeping Servanne into his arms. It was time to get the hell out of here, he had no idea how they were going to explain the damage that had been done, but they would worry about that on the morrow, as for him and Servanne… they had eternity ahead of them, and a family to take care of.

THE END… Or is it?

~Wow… its done… I almost wanna cry I loved this story, I loved writing it… I am sad to see it go… now it is up to you fans… do you want a sequel? Review and let me know, until then look for new stories to come from me… including one based on the movie SAW starring Chester Bennington and… ??? Who knows besides me, you’ll have to look for the story to find out! Now REVIEW~
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