Reminiscence: Graverobber
A hit. A favor. Or some cash. That was the way the Z flowed. It was the way Graverobber had always operated. And it was the way he continued to do so even after that fateful night at the genetic opera. But perhaps that was the only thing that hadn't changed. His routine.
The faces on the big screen. The names in the headlines. The people on top of the food chain. All were foreign when compared to just a year before. No more Blind Mag and Rotti Largo. No more murmurs of a demonic repossessor. Now it was some boy band hand picked by the leading lady, Amber had stepped into the shoes of her father, And now, repossessions were carried out by a squad, all
dangerous, but none so fearsome as the late Repo Man.
With all that change around him, it didn't seem to extend to Graverobber. He'd fallen back into the same old habits, and they'd become quite dull with repetition. It left him thinking back to a year ago. When suddenly something had changed. And just for the briefest stint of time, things were exciting.
It had all started with a certain raven haired girl that had stumbled into his life. She had brought a sudden explosion of exhilaration. And it seemed that just as suddenly as she'd swept in on the winds of change she'd walked away, the frantic breakneck pace of things following close behind. And in that year since she'd walked away from the Genetic Opera, she had fallen off the radar completely.
Shilo.
Even the name drew a bemused smile to his lips.
.:Author's Notes:.
Right. SO, back in the saddle after all these years.
Yes, I know it's short. But it will get longer.
And there is a plot. I promise. You'll see.
Have a little faith in me? ;)
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Nano!