Ever since I saw Repo! a few months ago I've been hooked! I love everything about the film; the music, the story, the characters, the costumes, everything! It's hard to choose one favorite character but if I had to narrow it down, I guess it would be between Blind Mag, Nathan, and Graverobber. I adore all three. Anyways, I've had this idea for a Repo! fanfiction and I feel like the idea will keep plaguing me until I write down. I should let you know that this story may be slightly OC-centered but I swear she is no Mary-Sue. Believe me, I've read enough bad fanfics to know better. Music is also going to be a big part as well. I was actually inspired by The Birthday Massacre. So here it is. I hope someone out there likes it. Since I'm new to the Repo! fandom try to go easy on me haha. Well, please R & R and enjoy!

Chapter 1

There was no sunshine that morning in the heavily industrialized city. Like most days on Sanitarium Island, the sky was gray and gloomy and the clouds promised a slight chance of rain. The sound of endless advertisements for organ transplants and beauty products could be heard throughout the city. Flyer's promoting products by the notorious organ donating coming known as GeneCo were posted throughout the streets as smoke rose out of the enormous buildings and skyscrapers all around. The biggest and most intimidating of all was none other than the GeneCo tower that resided in the center, the so-called heart of the city. And the heart of the city it was indeed for without GeneCo, there would be no organs to donate and with no organs the population would surely perish. For it was GeneCo, once run by the infamous Rotti Largo, that saved the population from the worldwide epidemic of organ failure. Alas, a year had passed since the once proud owner died, and many had feared that GeneCo would be without an owner and the company would crumble. To much relief however, an immense surprise, GeneCo had found a owner in the youngest child and daughter of late owner, Carmela Largo, better known as Amber Sweet.

Many were shocked that she had inherited the company, for they saw her own father deny her along with her brothers, Pavi and Luigi, right in front of them at the Genetic Opera. Yet there she was sitting in the GeneCo tower, running the company as her father once did. Many were skeptical of this of course, but it had seemed that within a year things were back to normal in city. Organs and body parts were once again being financed and surgery continued as a fashion statement, with the help of zydrate of course. In the midst of it GeneCo had even found a new voice. It was hard for most of the population to accept this after the tragic death of the angelic Blind Mag. In time though, the people had seemed to grow a liking for the new singer, most people anyway.

"I hate her." spoke a frustrated female voice.

"Who?" a husky female voice responded.

"Her." she pointed to the small television where music was playing while a young women with jet black hair was singing . "Ana Rosette"

"This again, kid? C'mon she's not so bad."

"I don't like her, Graverobber. She's trying to replace Mag." The young girl of eighteen sat down on the old couch, crossing her arms.

Graverobber sighed and took a seat next to the young girl. "Listen, kid. First of all, no one could ever replace Mag, you know that. Secondly, its one thing if you don't this chick's music but you can't say you hate her. You don't even know her. I seriously doubt she herself is trying to replace Mag, it's Geneco and Amber who wants that. She doesn't even sing opera for Christ's sake."

"All I know is that she resembles Mag a little too much, even if she doesn't sing opera." The girl rose up from her seat and began walking toward the small kitchen. She then stopped and turned around to glare at her friend. "And stop calling me kid already! I'm legally an adult now."

Graverobber let out a soft laugh. "That's true. Sorry, Shilo it's just a habit. Happy birthday by the way."

"Thanks." Shilo said and turned back around. 'No longer jail bait either.' he thought to himself as he checked her out from behind. She had curves in all the right places. She'd grown a lot since he first met her not only physically but intellectually as well. She wasn't the same sheltered, naive girl he once knew. She was a young woman now and she had learned a lot about the outside world. Unfortunately, she had to learn the hard way, the hardest way as matter of fact. She witnessed both her father and godmother die right in front of her while learning her father's dark secret of being a Repo man as well. With her mother already dead and Amber Sweet on her trail, she had no one else to turn to. Graverobber wasn't exactly the best kind of role model but under his dark exterior he was a pretty decent guy. As a matter of fact, he was the first friend that Shilo made when she dared left her cage of a bedroom and explore the outside world, and she liked him, even if he dug up graves and shot up zydrate junkies for a living. It was in him, where she found unlikely salvation. After all the chaos of the Genetic Opera unfolded, he took her in and under his wing, doing his best to keep her hidden from the wrath of GeneCo's new owner and her psychotic brothers. It wasn't much but Graverobber and Shilo were content in the small apartment they shared and enjoyed each other's company, Graverobber in particular.

Having been alone most of his life, his dad splitting before he was born and his mother a scalpel slut who had a hard time taking care of herself let alone him, he pretty much raised himself. The years had passed and although he always dreamed and making a better living for himself, times were hard, money was tight, and the city was cruel. So, he found a dirty and easy way to make a living. He knew it was blood money that he was earning but it payed the bills. Hell, the fact that he was one of the most popular dealers in the city made the job seem all the better. Yes, things were going smooth until two women walked into his life and changed everything. First, it was that self-absorbed whore, Amber who for whatever reason kept going back to him for her regular fix, and occasional soon turned usual quick sex. He always wondered why she couldn't get zydrate herself from a Gentern or something seeing as she was Rotti Largo's daughter. He never bothered to ask though, why would he? It wasn't as if she would ever tell him anyway. All she did was pull up her skirt and let him do whatever he pleased until he injected her all the Z she could ever want. It was very vulgar, yes, but he wasn't complaining. He was only human afterall.

All of that was over now, though, since Amber became GeneCo's new CEO, and after another girl stumbled into his life. It may sound corny but ever since he layed eyes on her in the graveyard, he knew she was special. Yes, Shilo was different from the rest that was for sure. She was rather odd in her behavior as if she had never seen another human up close before. She was strangely cute though and he couldn't blame her for being freaked out by a strange character sticking a needle up a corpse's nose. They had barely escaped a gang of GeneCops and then had met up again at Sanitarium Square. He had only gone to find a new zydrate gun but had found her along the way. She looked like she needed help, so he led her away from the fair to the alley where his customers creeped around. There Shilo witnessed the use of the blue, glowing liquid in the little glass vial and why people were desperate to have it. It was creepy as hell and all the while Graverobber grew weirder and weirder. At the same, time she couldn't help but feel safe around with him, he had saved her twice afterall. So when he saw her need again after losing all her family, his conscious called to him again and he helped her. It all lead up to where they were now.

A lot had happened in year and although things could have been better, they were okay. Graverobber and Shilo were now roomates and friends, with no benefits much to Graverobber's disappointment. He continued watching her as she stood on her tip toes reaching for the box of cereal that was on top of the refridgerator. He just couldn't help but be attracted the girl with her pale ivory skin and her own hair now grown out and short, just above her small shoulders. True, he sometimes fufilled his primal needs with the zydrate junkies he knew, but the satisfaction didn't last long. He knew he wanted Shilo, he had for a long time by then. His damn conscious, however, once again spoke to him and told him not to try anything. Unlike the junkies he saw every night, he actually cared about Shilo and respected her, though he would never admit it to her face. So he shook away the inappropriate thoughts forming in his head and broke the silence.

"So." he said, looking at Shilo who was now leaning against the counter and eating a bowl of cereal.

"So?" she said as she took abite of her cereal.

"It's your birthday." he stated.

"And?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't you even care?"

"Do you?"

"Ouch. I didn't forget did I?"

Shilo let out a heavy sigh and looked down, suddenly feeling guilty. "I'm sorry, Graverobber. It's just that I would celebrate my birthday with my dad every year and now he's.." Tears began to well up her eyes.

Graverobber stood up and walked up to her, placing his arm around her shoulders in a comforting way. "Hey, its okay. I know that it must be hard for you."

Shilo wiped her eyes. "Still though, I shouldn't take it out on you. You've done so much for me and.."

Graverobber placed a finger to her lips. "Don't sweat it, kid. It's cool having you here." He gave her a reassuring smile.

She returned the smile a but her eyes remained sad. Suddenly Graverobbers eyes lit up.

"Hey, I almost forgot, I have something for you. Wait here." Shilo watched as he went to his room, wondering what he getting. He returned with medium sized box that was wrapped with black and white stripe paper and red bow.

"Happy, Birthday, Shilo." he said handing her the box.

Shilo smiled for real this time. "Graves, you didn't have to get me anything."

Graverobber shrugged. "It's nothing, I saw it and thought of you."

Shilo excitedly tore away the wrapping paper and opened the box. She gasped. "A new insect book! This is awesome! Thank you so much!"

"Like I said, it was nothing. Glad you like it."

Shilo opened the book with anticipation and happily skimmed through the pages. "I can't wait to read this."

"So, did you wanna do something special tonight?"

Shilo looked up. "Like what?"

"Just something, I guess. Since it's your birthday."

Shilo pondered this. "I haven't really given it much thought. Did you have something in mind?"

"Well, now that you mentioned it.." Graverobber reached into his pocket and pulled out two tickets."

"What's this?" asked Shilo as he handed her the tickets. She read them and suddenly looked up and glared at Graverobber. "No way."

"Aw, c'mon. It'll be fun." he insisted.

"Nope, I'm not going."

"But I got them for a good price, and they're good seats too."

"Why on Earth would I want to go to one of her concerts?"

"Don't you want to experience a concert, for the first time?"

"I wanted to see Mag in concert but we all know what happened with that."

"C'mon. Let it go already."

"No. I will not. I'm not going. Take one of your girlfriends with you." She sat back down on the couch and grimaced.

Graverobber laughed. He knew she was talking about the zydrate junkies. He bent down over the couch and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I got these so that you and I could go together. Do something different for a change. Or would you rather watcher me extract zydrate from the dead and shoot up scalpel sluts all night?"

Shilo said nothing. She just continued to stare straight ahead with an angry expression on her face.

"Pleeeassse?" he asked in her ear.

"You only wanna go because you think she's hot." she finally said.

That made Graverobber laugh loudly. "Maybe so but I still wanna go with you. What do you say?"

Nothing. "Shillooo." he said.

"Alright! Fine!" she said, defeated.

Graverobber smiled. "Awesome. It'll be fun. Trust me. " he said.

"I seriously doubt it." Shilo muttered under her breath. Secretly she was actually excited to go to a concert for the first time. She may have not liked the Blind Mag wannabe but she wondered what it would be like. She was about to find out.

So what did you think? I know the whole Graverobber helping Shilo thing has been done a few times but it just seems to work, you know? Who else would help her? I hope someone out there likes this. Review please!