She was so beautiful. So innocent, but so sneaky. She changed from her little kid ways to being an adult in less than a day. She's eighteen now, and she wants nothing more but to be with him. She was hitting on some guys right now, pick pocketing them. She new that she couldn't go to far with them, he was watching her. She flirts with them, touching their shoulders, forearms and they would fall for her every time. She grabs what she needs, and that's their hard earned money, from there semi hardworking jobs, and swaggers away. He watch as they watch her hips sway. She walks up to him, and hooks her arms around his waist. he kiss her forehead. She turns back to the men, and winked at them, and as they begin to realize what happen. They run. This is what they do for a living, other than him selling the Zydrate."I think I did good tonight, those two were loaded." she told me."well at least we have money for somethin' to eat tonight." He said."since when did you think im sharing?" she barked. She's so cocky now, and its sexy. He could get use to that."Since im keeping' you warm at night kid." he chuckled out, allowing his sly smile to they reached the graveyard, it was already filled with GeNeCO Cops. Not sure how they managed to be a step ahead of him, but they were. Shilo was just as confused as Graverobber was. She just stood there, blank faced and in complete shock. He was used to this, them showing up out of nowhere, and trying to kill him. But lucky for him, GeNeCO never taught them how to use a gun, so they fumble around and try and use them. It always helps if the loaded the gun first though. "Hey kid, looks about time we start running again." he tells her. He wants to pick her up, and carry her, but she hates when he does that. They ran for at least 20 minutes when she began to fall behind more than usually. Her face was red, and her breath was shallow. it's the usual thing, she stops, looks at him with her puppy eyes, and he picks her up.

"do you want help kid?" he asks her, knowing the answer.

"No, I think were okay here." she says, while pointing out a house in the dark. He didn't know why, but he recognized this place.

"it looks old enough that they wouldn't even try to look in here, don't you think?" she asks.

"I suppose this will do." he says as he walks strides toward her. He reaches his hand toward her, and she takes it.

When they enter the house, Graverobber knows why he recognized it.

"I don't think I can be in here Shi, its not a good place for me. Can we find a new place? Please" he pleaded to her. He new this place to well.

"Why? Whats wrong with it? Its warm, dry, and has a couch." she told him, as she started taking off her shirt. He grabbed her wrist, causing her to wince a little in pain.

"We cant stay here, because this is MY house!" he barked at her. He dropped her wrists and turned away from her. He wiped the single tear that rolled down his cheek. He didn't like being back in this hell hole, they forced him to call home. The memories washed over him, the fights, the screaming, the blood. So much blood. that's why its so easy to see blood now. It was easy, he saw so much of his own, and his mothers, that it didn't matter. He remembered seeing her on the kitchen floor, telling him to run before his father came back. As Graverobber began to get up, he heard him come up behind him. Drunk, raging, and carrying a butchers knife.

"What's a matter Kid!" He yelled at him. He was no father, he was a demon, the devil the in flesh.

"Nothing, im going up to my room." he told the bastard. He was slowly walking past him when his father grabbed him in his deadly grasp.

"No No No! I want you to watch this!" he told him as he pushed him into a chair.

"No! NO!" His mother screamed as his father strides towards her. He dragged the dull edge of blade against her thigh, then he stomach, her neck, and across her jaw bone. He slit her collarbone.

"I love your collarbones sweetheart!" he told her, and she screamed in agony. Graverobber just sat there, tears rolling continuously down his face. He couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't help. Then his father, slit a gash in his mother thigh, and stomach. She was gushing blood everywhere, it was like a being in a pool. Graverobber remembered when they went to the pool, him and his mother splashing around in the shallow waters. He snapped out of it, when he heard he blood curdling screech. His father had cut her other thigh now, but it was deeper. He could see the muscle's, and he bone. She was growing paler and paler by the second, he screams turned into moans, and moans turned into shallow breathing. Then nothing. It was quite. Not a breath came from her. Graverobber stared at his mothers body the blood still dripping from her wounds.

"Grave? Are you okay?" Shilo asked him, while placing her hand into his clench fist. He didn't even realize it was clenched. He started to move his hand away, when she grabbed ahold of it, making her crash against his body.

"Grave, what's wrong? Please tell me!" she asked him, the worry in her voice pierced him move than any razor blade could.

"this is why im on the streets! This house, these memories, my mothers…" He remembered that his father left him in the kitchen with her dead body. He didn't stay much longer after he left the kitchen. Graverobber gave his mother one last kiss goodbye, and left the house for good.

Graverobber ran into the kitchen. The floor was blood stained from his mothers brutal death. Then as he turned to walk back to Shilo, he saw something white and red in the corner of the room, sticking out from the freezer. He slowly walked over to see what it was. When he opened the door to see what it was, he gasped, and collapsed to the floor. Shilo burst into the room, seeing Graverobber on the ground, his face in his palms, she didn't know what to do.

"Is that…"

"Its my mother. She was so pretty, so pure, so clean."

"shes still so pretty, and pure." she assured him, and she was. She had long brown hair. Her face was round, and her skin was beautiful, her face was almost baby like. Though her body was mangled, her face was like an angel.

"she was my love. I had nothing, until I met you." he confessed to her. He didn't know what to do, he didn't want to move, but he wanted to hold Shilo in his arms. He wanted to cry, but show no fear. He didn't want to show Shilo, how weak he was. So he got up, and turned to face her. Only to relize she had tears flowing down her crimson cheeks. She sniffed, and looked at the floor, kicking a rock towards him.

"Kid, whats wrong?" he asked, he wasn't sure if it was the smell, or maybe the fact that his mother was in the freezer, but either way, it couldn't be pretty.

"you…you will always have me Grave." she told him, and collapsed in his arms. He held her there, not letting her leave. He caressed her hair, feeling the texture of it. He kissed the top of her head, she smelt sweet, but a hint of corpse. It was a good smell, it was her smell. He heard a few sniffles, and realized he might be holding her to tight. He pushed her back, but held on to her arms, causing her to look at his face. His face was serious.

"I don't want you to leave me, but I know someday you will. But for now, your all I have, and I want you to know that I will always cherish that." he told her. He wasn't one for the sappy lines, but being in his house, in this horrible place, he new how be became this way, and new that if he didn't, he would have never met her.

"I love you." she told him, a few left over tears seeping there way down her cheeks, he wiped them away with his thumb as he petted her cheek.

"I know kid." he said. He wanted to say it back, but now isn't the right time. But when was?

He lifted her up and carried her to the couch, she had already fallen asleep in his arms, before they even reached the couch. He lied her down, and lifted her legs, so he could sit too. He sat there, with her legs on top of his, and watched her. She looked so peaceful. A few hours later, it wasn't so peaceful, she began to thrash around, kicking him in the stomach, and clawing at the air. She was mumbling, and then the mumbling became into screams of horror. He shook her until she woke up. She looked frantically around, and threw her hands to her face. She was sobbing now. He didn't know what was wrong, she he just held her in is arms again, and waited for the sobs to stop. When the sobbing stopped, and the sniffing began, he just rubbed her back.

"Im guessing you had a nightmare?" he assumed.

"it was so real!" she chocked out.

"what was it about, and you know its just a dream."

"It was…the Repo man, and I don't mean my dad! He wasn't my dad anymore, the Repo man took over! And he was out to get me, hunting me, slashing me, ripping everything out of me, I screamed and screamed, and people on the street just passed me by! I was a nobody! Nobody cared he was killing me! I didn't even get anything for god damn GeNeCO! I couldn't do anything, I watched as he ripped all my organs out! And then all that was left was my heart, he took off his mask and said, "We will always have each other, in our time of need, Shilo you mean the world to me." and then he ripped my heart out! I thought I was dead!" she said, then began to cry more.

"Its okay Shi, it was just a dream." he reassured her.

"that's not why I was scared. I was scared of losing you." she wept out. He was shocked, happy, and miserable all at the same time. She couldn't leave him, and he didn't want her to. He was so selfish.

"Shi, I love you, and I will always love you, remember that." he told her. He kissed her forehead. She fell asleep in his arms again, he rocked her back and forth. Whispering her name occasionally in her ear, or kissing her cheek, he didn't want this to end. The sun was beginning to rise, he needed to get some sleep. He leaned his head against hers. Just before he closed his eyes, he tiny hand found his, grasping her fingers around his. He new that it was one step in front of the other now. He couldn't go back now. He loved her, and he didn't want to lose her.