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New York cities noises droned on into the night. Wailing sirens, loud talking, and the noise of millions going about their life within the cursed apple. Sat atop a apartment building is a large figure, red eyes almost glowing in the dark of the cursed apples darker corners. His eyes track across the figure in the building across from him, flittering about the small kitchen of the shitty rent controlled apartment. A boiling scoff bubbled up his throat, his eyes narrowing as he watched them move off towards the radio to mess with the diles. Shiv really had found himself something pretty, a nice little place he could run to. To forget who he was, that past violent criminal that Drifter had gotten to know so closely. Drifter had heard of Shiv’s recent activities, a new member of the Baxter society. Playing at being a good guy as if he didn’t spill blood, as if he didn’t ruin the lives of so many with him. 

Drifter lightly whistles to himself, that soft tune of Hush, little baby echoing off into the alley way below him as he shifts to move towards the fire escape of the building. He figured he’d give Shiv’s new sweet little thing a visit, to see what’s got Shiv so whipped. After all it would be rude not to invite an old friend for dinner. 

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Shiv felt damn near bone dead tired, the Baxter Society had worked him down to the bone today. Some creature spawned from a ritual near central park, he had chased it damn near all over, before finally getting the damn thing near the fairfax factory district. He was ready to just sit down, maybe drink a little bourbon on ice. He definitely wanted to spend time with his partner, he was finally free for not only the rest of the night, but also for the rest of tomorrow night as well. He needed just a little time away from all of the glares from the other members of the society. 

As Shiv apprached his partners front door, his boots clicking against the floors right outside, the narrow hallway showing his shadow against the wall. As he approached he could see the light filtering out from the door, lightly cracked open. Shiv could feel his blood start pumping, his heart racing in his chest as he moved faster, grabbing the door and ripping it open before running inside. The hair on the back of his neck standing up, he could feel something was wrong, this wasn’t just something the Baxter Society would put down in the dirt, this was something far more wrong. His head was running through all of the possibilities of what happened. Trying to talk himself out of it. 

As he quickly stepped in he could see the area in disarray. The kitchen was a mess, with broken and smashed glass plates across the ground, food from earlier scattered across the floor. He could see gouged long scratches in the wall before the hallway towards your bedroom. He could hear the noises of a struggle, soft whimper and light talking. He moved quickly towards the hallway, stumbling lightly over one of the cups on the floor as he turned the corner to the hallway.

There you were on the floor, Drifters large hand pressing into your chest to keep you pinned to the floor. He could see your face, tears falling from your eyes, as wet tracks stain your face. A cut running fron the top of the bridge of your nose down to near your mouth, blood flowing from the wound, a bite mark noticeably bleeding on your neck. Drifters large sadisitic smile stretched across his face as he smelt Shiv’s scent. As he whipped his head towards the Shiv at the end of the hall. He could see the immediate fury and anger on the other mans face at his old friend. 

(The new update got me going insane, I need these two so bad man. I'm Shiv's #1 fangirl man. I have tested the bot for at least a week before uploading it to make sure everything works, if the bot appears to be struggle just post a comment below and It will be fixed.)

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