#and also he was already mentally unstable before his quote unquote death so that didnt help

[littleliterarylesbian]

Superhero/Supervillain au teehee (violence warning)

James can't believe what he's seeing in front of him. Regulus is there. Regulus stands in the middle of the hideout they'd been trying to find for years of the villain who makes his life a living hell. And Regulus is alive and standing right there and breathing.

James can't believe it, he saw Regulus die, he held him close when his breathing stopped and when he regretted his choices in not saving him. But what choice did he have? The lives of so many others were at stake.

Regulus looks up at him, tears in his eyes, and James runs to him, holding him close and kissing anywhere he could reach. His skin is as cold as he remembers.

"You're alive, you're here, you're- oh god-" He chokes on his words as his own tears fall, "Oh god, I missed you so fucking much."

Regulus reaches and cups his face, and James can't get over the look of surprise and joy and love there. He doesn't think he could ever let this go, not after the first time, not again.

Regulus smiles, soft and small and just for him and James can't pay attention to anything else.

"I missed you too, so much Jamie."

And Regulus brings him in, fully connects their lips for a longer kiss then the quick pecks James showered him with before. James felt like he's on top of the world with this man in his arms. Then James feels pain. The sting hits him out of nowhere and he grunts, breaking the kiss and looking down as he sees Regulus' hand on the handle of the knife that is now lodged blade deep into his side.

He's so confused. "Wha-"

Regulus cuts him off, sliding his hand from James' cheek, to his jaw. He squeezes and James' eyesight swims. Regulus' other hand is still on the knife, twisting. It burns.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way." Regulus... He truly does look sad about that, but James still has no idea what's happening. The pieces in front of him just refuse to click together.

"Truly, I am, but watching you walk away from me was probably my last straw." He pulls out the knife, twisting as he goes, and it hurts, it hurts so fucking bad. He'll be fine, probably, in a few hours, but for now all he wants to do is double over in pain, lay on the floor, and figure out what the fuck is happening. He refuses to let the pieces connect. It can't be.

But Regulus speaks again.

"I expected you to find this place sooner or later, you're actually way later than I thought. But I suppose your plans don't work half as well when I'm not there."

"Reg, what-" His voice comes out choked, and he can't tell if it's from the pain or Regulus walking away as he falls to the floor, picking up a bag that was on the desk, the desk filled with computers that look long fried and dead. They'll get no information from this. Nothing unless he figures out why Regulus is alive and here.

Regulus' stops in front of him, leaning down and placing his free hand on James' cheek. The smile he has now is mocking and cold and hardly even a trace of warmth left. He can't stand it. This isn't his Reggie, it can't be. This is just that evil fucking bastard taking his form and using it against James, it has to be, he's done things like it before. The Regulus he knew and loved would never do this.

"I'll see you soon. Don't disappoint me next time Potter." He taps a finger on James' cheek, the chill of the rings he would wear are still there, and his hands are just as cold as they always were. But he's different. And James doesn't know why.

Regulus' stands up, fixing his tie with a hand that is still stained with blood and walks out the door, leaving James bloodied and crumpled on the floor. His form morphs as he leaves, shuttering away from the boy he loves to someone else entirely. Regulus could do that too, he remembers.

James breathes in deep, whining as such a task pulls in the wound, and he brings up the hand not clutching his side to his earpiece. His vision is still foggy. Knowing Regulus, or at least knowing the bitch masquerading as Regulus, he probably coated the blade with something. James wouldn't be surprised.

"I have news." is all he gets out before he shuts down completely. The voice of Sirius yelling in his ear is the sound that follows him to sleep.