& let's go to hell in a hand-basket. (COMPLETE)

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When; 10/9, early in the morning.
Rating; PG-13? There be some violence.
Characters; Jadis (queenoftraitors) & Regulus Black (facesdeath).
Summary; Regulus is a traitor and Jadis is going to, um, 'remedy' it? (Likely to be short. ♥)
Log;

Regulus was true to his word in that he arrived at the potions shop even earlier than normal to open up - which was a feat, seeing as once Claire had told him that he opened up before the worms woke up.

It was fine by him - he was always an early riser, and now he felt even less of a need for sleep. It simply resulted in more time at work or more time with new friends and acquaintances.

Today just happened to be the former. He'd gotten up, changed his clothes (he was dressing in a Muggle fashion more and more often lately, though that was beside the point), gotten some tea, and went to the shop. While he could have Apparated, he chose to walk instead - it was nicer; the cold helped wake him up even more.

He paused outside the door, moving to unlock it.

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How useful that her target felt the need to take in the air this morning. Although Jadis had already done her 'research', staked out her victims and chose her points of attack, it was always nice when a person made things just a little bit easier for her.

She was able to watch him coming, hidden in the shadows, dressed in far more subdued robes than usual, a scarf wrapped around her head and face.

When he paused, she attacked, dagger raised high to catch the glint of early morning light before it pierced his back. Not a killing blow just yet, what good was it if the traitor did not at least note the moment of his reckoning?

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He could have, might have, screamed but instead the only sound that left him was a surprised grunt as the pain seared through him and - he gripped the door handle with one hand and tried to move.

Part of him was trying to get away, and another was trying to reach for his wand, to retaliate; free hand reaching. If he could get away though, call for Severus—

He couldn't think straight, really. "Bloody hell, why-" It came out strangely, in his mind - something far more off than it should be.

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Why? They never did seem to understand, Jadis thought. She leaned close, unconcerned about the blood.

"Traitor," she hissed, twisting the knife and plunging it deep into his spine with an inhuman strength, then drawing it away before his body fell.

"By the right allotted me by the laws of Deep Magic, your life is mine to claim," Jadis murmured softly, though the words would never reach his ears. She held the blade in both palms, smiling in satisfaction, and moved back into the shadows.

There was more work to be done.

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"I—" But then he was gone, wasn't he - and it was only with sheer luck of the doorknob having already been turned that when he slumped the door opened with him and he landed inside instead of out on the sidewalk - blood pooling beneath him.

Had he been alive, he probably would have cared.

[ooc: ♥♥♥]