* 100% Faerie Queen

* 12 + years as Sookie

* Based on True Blood and SVM. Crossovers welcome

* Trigger warnings

* Dark Themes possible

* 21 + Only

* MS

* Shipped with @whiskeyshifts

* Played By @desilikearnaz

* I only take DM's @desilikearnaz all others will be ignored

Sookie, the Faery Princess of all the Fae had seen her great grandfather Niall just a few days ago. He'd given her advice. It wasn't like having Gran around. Now she was always was what Sookie needed for a sounding board.

But back on topic.

Warlow had not received the True Death. He had escaped just in time to avoid the stake by being pulled back into the void by Niall. Jason and Sookie aided in Niall's escape. Only to hope and pray Warlow was gone for good. But if he'd gotten out once, they no doubt concluded he would get out again and seek out Sookie as his Faery Vampire bride.

They had to be prepared for it. However they didn't know how or when to prepare for this attack. She had no way to keep him from entering her home, Warlow was impervious to silver. And worse yet, if she were to kill him she'd be "Fae no longer" as Claude put it. And the barmaid had come to accept who she was and didn't want to lose that side of herself.

Her normal routine of sunbathing in the morning on the hot late spring morning she was thinking of her best friend, Tara and how she couldn't be here talking to her in the sun anymore. "That's my own darn fault. She didn't want to become a vampire and now she hates me." Tears sliding down her cheeks could be seen streaming down under her sunglasses.

She began to fall asleep. Something Gran would kill her for. She'd get burned. Sook awoke to her own laughter wondering if Gran hadn't come and woken her up. Wondering how she and Granddaddy were doing. Did Gran give him a real what for like he thought she would?

It was sudden. Almost a rush. A wave of bright light emanated throughout her body. Much like when Claude and his sisters checked her light in the Faery club. But this was intense giving off a sudden knowledge that Sookie felt something had occurred in which had gone remarkably askew. Askew was the word of the day on her calendar.

Unaware of the presence of Claudellen and Claudewina Crane, the "sunshine in a pretty blonde bottle" sat up to look over herself. Different. Something felt different. "Sookie." A voice came directly from behind her. Jumping she turned to see the Crane Faeries. "You must come with us quickly! It is urgent. Your life may depend upon it! All of Faery depends upon it!"

Rolling her eyes as stood and gazed her beautiful eyes at them. "Would y'all stop doing that? Gosh darn it, between you and Bill I'm aimin' to die of a heart attack." Trekking towards her porch, she mumbled how sick and tired she was of all this.

Claudellen appeared before her when Sookie exited Gran's room dressed for the day. Only then when the woman bowed before her, she stopped. "What are you doing? Save that for Great Grandpa Niall." Upon saying that, Sookie propelled Claudellen to the side and walked down the stairs. Claudwina took a gander at her sister. "She doesn't know. She didn't feel it. Or didn't understand it."

A more than frustrated Sookie Stackhouse turned to both of them. "Know what? Tell me right now!" A Fae who seemed to have looked death in the eye spoke. "Warlow has escaped. Sookie, Your great grandfather Niall is dead. You have become 100% Faerie and are now Queen of us all."

Shaking her head in disbelief, Sookie thought back to the surge of energy she received while sunbathing. "Is that what that was? And No I ain't going to Faery. Last time I did that I went missing for 13 months. Whoever needs to talk to me can meet me on the graveyard plane. It's my day off so you go tell them to meet me there."

Sookie made way out of her ancestral home. She would not be leaving Bon Temps. A home she'd had for almost 30 years. Her house had been standing for almost 150. This was her home. Queen or not. She could make her turf on the graveyard plane. If they didn't like it, too bad.

As she entered the plane, the elders were there. Including Mab. They all bowed to her. The two Cranes were told to leave. Sookie held up her hand. "The remaining Cranes stay with me as my Faery Godmothers. Claudellen, please get the rest of your sisters." 13 other Crane sisters appeared.

Sookie turned to Mab. "What is she doing here? She is an elder my Queen." Came a voice of Claudia Crane. "Are we not almost extinct thanks to vampires and now Warlow?" A nod came from all around. "She has killed or ordered the killing of our kind as well. Come night fall, Mab you will be escorted by my brother and my friend Lafayette to my home. There you will meet a friend of mine." There was a gasp as they knew her fate. Sookie would take no rebellion seeing that great grandpa Niall was murdered.

"If Warlow were here I would do the same. Better yet I would stake him myself. When we meet it will be here. Do we have any Faery that can build us a meeting table? If not, I have a werewolf friend will do it for us."

Sookie attempted to maintain her body and her voice from shaking like a leaf. She was scared as all get out. She needed to talk to Jason, Sam, Bill and yes even Eric. After all he was going to be the one she asked to kill Mab. Just then she turned to the Cranes. "I want you out of sight on the human plane. I can't risk you dying." Her voice so caring. The Sookie Stackhouse everyone knew and loved. "Open the portals. NOW!"

With that, the newly appointed Queen, left the plane and made her way home. It was barely 11:00. As she started lunch, Jason walked in the door. As always. It was almost as if he was Pavlov's dog.