Never Too Late

by FandaticForeverAndAlways

Ever since he was 5, Regulus has lived up to the true name of Black. He has always made his parents happy, and met their standards. But, he's also the one who understood Voldemort's true intentions-found the secret he was never intended to know. He was also the first one to take a stand against it. Even though he knew his fate, he decided that it was never too late. *Monologue*

Disclaimer: JKR owns it all

Written for Song-Fic Boot Camp

Prompt35: Suicide, Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin

Written for Character Diversity Boot Camp

Prompt2: Forgotten, Regulus Arcturus Black

Written for Writer's Script Boot Camp

Type: Dramatic Monologue

Prompt7: Slytherin

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Never Too Late

Oh I am back to the place I was born in

Taught to be at home

But the secret I withhold

Isn't something I can share!

It will just result in their death…my death.

And what good would that bring?

I have discovered something

Far too cruel…far too gory…far too fearsome

It isn't something I can share

No…never!

But I do have to do something

I can't just let it go on

I have a plan

It's too daring

Too disobedient

If I am discovered, I will be killed

But I doubt I will be alive until

I am ready for it

Ultimate sacrifice

The Dark Lord, he is

How I worshiped his every move!

How I relished the brand he gave me!

How I bowed to him, praised him as if he were God!

But he is nothing like God

He's evil

He's a demon

He is a murderer

He is a liar

Everything he has made us believe is false

But this truth, is too dangerous to share

I myself can only but bear

I have prepared myself

I have accepted my fate

My only destiny

Ultimate sacrifice

Kreacher!

Here you are my small friend

I hope you are doing well

Oh I so apologize

For your pain

I know it cost you a lot

Oh yes, Master is pleased!

Master is proud!

Don't fall on your knees

Don't cry

I am happy

Would you do something for me, though?

Yes? You were always a faithful servant

How happy I am to have you!

Take me where the Dark Lord took you

I see you cringe

I see you stare away in fear

But you don't say no

You bury your fear

You obey your order

For your are the most loyal servant

You hold your hand up

I take it

Within moments

My destiny awaits

Ultimate sacrifice

We overcome the first draft

It's magic

But oh so evil

I can feel it

The stone moves

The cave opens

You tremble in fear

I pat your shoulder

I can only but imagine

What pain, little one!

What pain!

Soon we are at the final step

I see you go forward ready to repeat

But I stop you

For this time, it will be me

I want you to wait until I drink

And swap the ornament

Leave, leave without me

You howl, you cry

Be brave Kreacher, it's no time for weak

With one deep breath

I start my ordeal

Never have I felt the pain

Never have my memories assaulted

My mind is no more my

I continue to drink

Being forced to

The last cup you say

I drink it

The pain I feel is utmost

Go Kreacher, I order

I am alone

Again

I feel bodies touching me

They are withered and smell

I only too willingly accept

They carry me underneath

More water fills me in

I drown

I am gone

I am lost

I know I won't be remembered

Never

But this is my sacrifice

My final good

It shall one day be counted

My death

My ultimate sacrifice

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AN: Well, this is my first attempt at a dramatic-monologue; I guess it's more of a free verse. But I am not sure…Anyway, I just hope you liked it and felt sympathetic toward Regulus… After all he did die trying to do some good.

Also, the words, "Ultimate sacrifice," we inspired from Supernatural.