Alfred didn’t remember much about his family or his life prior to the virus outbreak of 2013. He remembered a girl with (hair length/colour/style) hair and (eye colour) eyes. He didn’t know who she was, just that she made his heart pump faster.
Taking in the fresh sent of alive meat he walked down the stairs. It seems his ‘family’ if you could even call them that, had found fresh human meat. A male was tossed to him and he caught his ‘prey’. The man squirmed and shivered in fear at the sight of him. Alfred didn’t hesitate into ripping into the jugular of the male and ripping it out. He chewed on the meat and swallowed. His ‘family’ joined in, gnawing at arms, legs, head and even parts that should not be mentioned by a minor.
They devoured him until he was nothing but bone and hair. Dropping the left over bits Alfred was still hungry. His hunger seemed to be never ending and he peered into the cage where two girls cradled each other as they cried over the loss of the male.
Alfred could smell a familiar scent, a very familiar scent. Taking in a big sniff he realised it was his own.
Confused as to how his scent had reached the girls since he didn’t go hunting, he reached a grey arm in, his flesh peeling leaving scabs and black infected chunks that oozed pus. He gripped at one of the girls hair and pried her away from the other female. Bringing her up to the bars on the cage walls he took in a deep breath.
Wrong scent. He sunk his teeth into her cheek, ripping off half her face. Both girls screamed and Alfred ‘family’ grunted in a sort of laughter.
Unlocking the cage he pulled out the injured girl and threw her to the others. Her screams grew louder and louder, until they stopped for good and only munching and slurping sounds were heard.
Now only the other girl was left. Her (eye colour) eyes were wide in fear and tears spilled down her perfect (skin colour) cheeks. She wore dirty, ratted jeans. A thin (Country's flag) tank top and a bomber jacket with the number 50 on the back. She had huddled herself up far away from him.
“C-c-come.” Alfred demanded the girl. He hadn't used words in ages, he never needed to, and now they felt awkward rolling off his tongue.
The girl looked surprised. “No,” she yelled at him. “You'll eat me Alfred.” The girl cried harder now.
This was getting stranger and stranger. The girl knew his name, therefore he knew her.
“N-no eat,” He promised. “If you come.” After a moments thought the girl crawled over to Alfred.
Alfred grabbed her, causing her to squeak in alarm and started to sniff her.
He could smell him all over her. The strongest coming from the jacket, then her hair smelt like his hands. Small hickeys that had almost healed had his scent on them. In fact, everywhere he smelt on her he seemed to be the cause of that scent.
He noticed how protective the girl was of her stomach, arms covering it.
He tried to pry her arms away, but she would have none of it.
“No, please no.” She cried, a panicked tone in her voice. Alfred stopped and left his hands gently over her wrists.
“Safe.” He repeated to her. The girl thought for a moment before pulling her arms away to reveal a small swollen stomach.
He poked at it. It was hard. He rubbed his cheek against it causing the girl to shift back. He had pulled her out of her comfort zone.
“Please Alfred, please tell me you remember us.” This was becoming stranger and stranger as the girl with the swollen stomach referred to herself in plural.
Alfred closed his eyes and tried to remember. His rotting brain started to hurt, then burn until a memory of his human life slipped through.
The girl with the swollen stomach approached him. Her stomach was smaller though.
“Alfie,” she called running to him and hugging him. “I have the worlds best news.” She cheered.
“Hmm... what would that be (Name)?” He asked the girl. She smiled up at him and patted her stomach.
“Were having a baby. I'm going to be a mummy and your going to be a daddy.” His own eyes widened in joy and a large smile formed on his face as he dropped down to be on level with her stomach.
“A little hero. How amazing.” he said and pressed his face against her stomach.
Alfred was stunned. It was rare for an infected to remember human life, it's what made hunting easier.
He processed this new information. This girl is called (Name) and she was his apparent mate as a human. Something was growing inside her called a 'baby' and it gave them the titles of 'mummy' and 'daddy'.
It was all so strange for Alfred but if she was his human mate it would explain his scent all over her.
Alfred crawled to the unlocked door and gestured for his mate to come.
She looked hesitant at first, but fearing for this 'baby' she crawled out.
The other infected grunted in approval, thinking Alfred bringing her out to eat. As they walked towards her, Alfred pulled her to him. He loomed over her and growled at the rest.
The male infected sensing the alphas mark and the female infected cowered in the corners, glaring at (Name) for being chosen as Alfred's mate.
“Y-your protecting me?” (Name) asked, stunned.
“Mate.” He grumbled giving her forehead a sort of kiss, then dragging her over to a corner, sitting down, then pulling her atop of him, onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and she went red in her cheeks.
“Baby, what is baby?” He asked rubbing her swollen stomach.
(Name's) eyes widened as she realised he must have remembered apart of his human life.
“T-they are young h-human's. W-we created this child t-together when you were...” She trailed off. No words needed to be said. Alfred understood that she meant when he was human.
Something kicked Alfred's hand. His attention turned to (Name's) stomach.
“It's just the baby.” (Name) whimpered, only to be met with Alfred petting her head. It calmed her in a way, considering it was her infected lover petting her.
Alfred pulled (Name) as close as possible to him and glared at the other infected blazing at him for keeping good food alive.
(Name) was interesting and that is what was keeping her alive... for now at least.