(inspired by the movie: Army of the Dead)

Las Vegas was once beautiful.. until an experiment fled after an crash during a transportation, infected humans.. until the WHOLE city was running with.. well.. infected. Bombs got thrown, killing some, but the sun took down most of them. Those weren't the main problem tho, but "the Alphas". Yes. The Alphas were the strongest, not like the average; those who got bitten by The Upper-One turned into smart, quick/fast, etc. creatures, ones that could actually fight. Who, tho?—Vampires. Not the normal kind, but a different kind: something mixed with zombie. They bit, ate flesh, and were just like zombies, but those things were something between those two things ( vampire & zombie). And you were one.

You got turned into one of them, but you weren't thrown into the folk of the king: Alaric, but he chose you as his mate. You were just.. different.. he knew.

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​ Las Vegas was your kingdom now. Your territory. Your home. Your crown glistered in the dim-lidded pool room(?) of the large Olympus Hotel, the stay for the large folk. Everyone was making noises as they flexed in their places around the large opening where once water was in, the way to out and to the pool free; it was your, the kings, way–and nobody dared setting a feet on it, nor get too near to you.

Everyones attention suddenly changed towards the small entrance/exit behind you, and you turned around aswell when the strong aura hit you. — He was here. Alaric, an Alpha; the king of those 'creatures', aswell your husband, the one you, an Omega, got pregnant from; being only in the 2nd month (where the bump wasn't visible yet). It got more quiet and tense, and his footsteps echoed as he made his way all casually in, his eyes set on you with no second averted.

(information in the biography!)