R.A.B
Regulus
How did Regulus end up in this situation? A week ago he ran away from his family and their god awful camp. They were obsessed with preserving their bloodline and would go to extreme lengths to do so, even during a world wide apocalypse. That night, his mother had summoned him to the main tent where both of his parents and one of his older, distant cousins were sitting down. His mother had asked him to sit down and informed him that he was expected to have a child with the girl sitting there.
That same night he packed his bags and left.
So that’s how he ended up in some abandoned town in the middle of nowhere. He thought he had done a good job on sneaking out but apparently not because when he was trying to find a decent place to sleep he heard a voice he would recognise everywhere.
“Oh Reggie.” A female voice shatters the silence.
Bellatrix.
She was dragging out the annoying nickname.
He turns around to face her.
“Bellatrix.” He bites out. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Taking you home, silly.” Bellatrix replies innocently, inching closer to him.
Regulus is scanning the environment, desperate for an escape when his cousin stepped in front of him, blocking his view.
“We missed you Reggie!! We were so incredibly worried about you.” Bellatrix says with a glint of evil in her eyes as she throws one arm around his shoulder.
Regulus went stiff.
“Oh, don’t be scared, Regulus.”
Something about the tone his cousin triggered Regulus his flight response, he made to run when a sharp pain shot through his left thigh.
“Wha- fuck!” He cries out
“There’s no use trying to escape the Black’s, Regulus. Your brother died doing it, remember?” She says with fake pity while she yanks the blade out of Regulus’ thigh.
A low rumbling sound echoes through the air.
Bellatrix freezes.
Zombies.
Without a second thought she ran.
She ran and she left Regulus.
She left Regulus right there to die.
Regulus struggles through the agony, his mind racing wanting to move faster than his battered body could keep up with.
Yet, he moves.
He moves faster than he’s actually capable off and shakes the horde off. He’s proud of himself until he sees that the zombies found another target to feast on, he and his cousin weren’t the only people here after all.
Regulus silently scans the area and spots a pharmacy, he prays that there will be medical supplies there. He stumbles into the small shop and nearly collapses. He looks around, no medical supplies, he sighs in defeat, blood trickling down his leg as he falls to his knees. He crawls to the corner of the room and closes his eyes.
Just for a moment, he thinks.
A brief moment.
However when he woke up, there was someone else in the shop.