I don't own Repo The Genetic Opera or any of its characters.

Sailor: yeah, Amber is just a trouble maker...but is there truth to what she says?...Exactly like real world politics, which is why i had to put it in. I've been told I needed to bring Graves back into the story and I agree, i just wasn't sure how. This is the perfect opportunity, I hope ya like it. Thanks for the review, I look forward to your next one.

Erin: i love you. My mornings are just like luigi's so i laughed a few times writing that part, i couldn't resist depicting just how much of a non morning person he is. Good, i love making people laugh. And i've been so pissed that i've actually done that, as has luigi. I'm serious. I like Lisa too. GenTerns are still people. Some are dumb sluts that do just want Pavi's dick but that's the same with regular people. Some are sluts, some have brains and personalities. The werewolf thing is a pretty good running joke that just kinda happened, i feel i should keep it. The brothers are still brothers, mortal enemies/best friends, as all brothers are. I just always thought of Pavi as waxed, and I'm glad you got the connection with Jen. Calm down, it'll be okay. Shilo is eighteen and has been through some bad shit. That makes her smart, thoughtful, curious(as in with sex, as all teens are), hormonal, but still vulnerable because she's still slightly naive. Kinda the ying to luigi's yang. Oh good, still worried about the romance, so glad you liked it. Owen and Raven are very "awww". Only Luigi would have the balls to tell them to just fuck off, he's just a badass. I'm a little worried about the general too, although i'm not sure why. I think it's just cause Russains are scary. You'll like this chat you have with the brothers, I promise. If you wanna see Amber and Luigi's background more, start reading my prequel to Repo. Thanks for the review, i look forward to your next!

Other readers: you peasants are testing me again...

Note: prepare for some sex.

GeneCo: Sustaining The Genetic Opera

Chapter: Bitchy Past Can Bite

Raven slowly opened her eyes, feeling sleepiness wear off, and was greeted by the peaceful face of a sleeping Owen. She lightly touched her hand to the side of his face, running it across his stubble. After a few moments, his blue eyes eased open and gazed at her. A small smile formed on his face then he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

She was completely taken aback but welcomed the kiss, applying pressure in return. His hands quickly started travelling, pushing up her uniform and pulling down her panties. She let him and ripped open his shirt, causing buttons to break.

He felt her run her soft hands down his stomach and tug at his belt. With one hand, he helped her get the belt undone and open his pants. He pushed his pants down to his knees, easing his erected member out.

She hooked a leg over his waist and he rolled on top of her. Once there, he thrusted all the way into her. She moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around him.

He pinned one of her arms over her head, leaving the other to pull his hair. He groaned and tried to begin a fast pace. The choice to have a water bed was making this difficult. He decided he needed a better surface and rolled them off the bed, thumping onto his back on the floor.

She pushed her hands down hard on his chest to hold him there and began to ride him. He pushed up to meet her thrusts, letting her take control. She came, crying out his name, and he quickly followed.

She collapsed onto his chest, both of them panting. He wrapped his arms around her again and held her to him.

Xxxxxx

"Fratello, I-a need to-a speak with-a you." stammered Pavi, his eyes never leaving Erin as she walked in. Luigi scowled at him.

"Not now, fuck face." he snarled under his breath.

"It's-a important!" protested Pavi.

"Shut the fuck up."

"You'll-a be angry if-a I don't tell you." said Pavi, Erin looked back at him and caught his eyes then smiled. Pavi was entranced by her, up until a pen hit him in the side of the head. He turned to his brother, who looked furious.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." said Luigi, stressing every syllable. Pavi opened his mouth to speak but immediately shut it again at the look on Luigi's face. He could almost swear he saw smoke rolling out of his brother's ears.

Luigi walked over to Erin and held out his hand, trying to calm himself down. She was trying desperately to hold in her giggles at these two grown men acting like eight year olds.

"It's good to finally meet you, Mister Largo." she said, shaking Luigi's hand. He couldn't fake a smile yet.

"You too." he said, a little roughly. Erin smiled at him.

"I don't wish to be rude, Mister Largo, but you called me here. What exactly do you want?" she asked.

"Who are you?"

"What do you mean?" she asked. Luigi saw a tiny bit of fear there and fed on it.

"I mean, who are you? My employee has been doing research on the underground of this city and your name keeps popping up in very odd places."

"I'm a busy woman."

"Don't bullshit me." he replied, a dangerous tone in his voice. Pavi heard it and started tapping the arm of his chair as his nerves went crazy.

"Why should I trust you?" asked Erin, defiantly. Pavi gritted his teeth at her stupidity, Luigi would certainly take that question as a challenge.

"Why shouldn't you?"

"You don't want me to elaborate on that, Mister Largo. You might not like what you hear."

"Humour me."

"If you insist. For one, because you're a tempermental murderer who doesn't always think before he acts." she said. Pavi tensed up, but didn't speak. She was right, they all knew that all too well, especially Pavi.

"Bold statment. I'll take that. I don't wanna dick around much longer so let's get to exchanging information, shall we?"

"Perhaps I don't want to exchange information with you."

"Then perhaps I take you into the next room and show you exactly how I feel about that statment?" suggested Luigi, motioning to the room that was host to one of Nathan Wallace's last kills.

Erin seemed to weigh her options, wishing Luigi would stop staring straight through her. He saw her weaknesses immediately, that bothered her. She was so well guarded that no one ever had that chance. This was perhaps one of the few men in the world she truly wouldn't be able to lie to.

"What exactly do you expect me to tell you?" she asked, trying to keep the upper hand.

"How about you start by answering my first question?"

"Fine. You're the king of the general population, right? Everyone ultimately answers to you. Well, I'm the queen of the underground. I run the crime in this city, I rose even higher in power in the time that your sister had GeneCo. Everyone relied on me, even those that had shunned me and the crime world before. I run all the drugs, illegal gambling, black market, prostitution, and the illegal fighting." she admitted, seeing no other way out.

"Impressive. Are you helping the rebellion?" he asked, getting right to the point.

"No, in fact I wondered if you or one of your siblings were for some sort of power scheme. I take it that none of you do?" she asked, surprised he'd asked. She'd been trying to figure this out herself. For the same reason as Luigi, to end it. It wasn't good for business.

"Amber is too much of a lazy dumbass to do such a thing, Pavi is content where he is, and I already have all the power I wanted. None of us are behind this. Do you have any idea who is?"

"If I did, they'd be dead." she replied, honestly. Luigi laughed and Pavi seemed to visibly relax.

"Good, very good. I like you, girl. You're a good leader, I can tell." said Luigi, sitting behind his desk again. He didn't feel the need to intimidate her any longer, he'd made his mark.

"I'm flattered. Is that all you wanted to know?"

"No. But do you have anything you'd like to know?"

"I do. Are you planning on trying to ruin my businesses?" she asked. He laughed again.

"Oh, hell no. I've no problem with any of those. In fact, it's better they all stay in place."

"Good, I appreciate it. What else did you want to know?"

"How's the fighting going?"

"Decent."

"How would you like to make it far better than decent?"

"How do you propose we do that?" she asked.

"I'd like to bring back the gladiators, so to speak. Some weaponry but mainly bare knuckle boxing. I plan on funding a bigger stadium for it and buying my own fighter." he said, he loved the fighting. He used to sneak out and go to them once a week before his father got sick.

"Really? Well, I approve. Will all the rules still stay in place?"

"Yep. All the old fashioned rules. The winner of the fight gets to decide if the loser dies or not. Some fights will be straight to the death. Bring up all the fighters and their owners."

"Are you going to have a new fighter trained?"

"That's a pain in the ass, to be honest. Who's the meanest?" asked Luigi.

"Our best fighter is-"

"I didn't ask who the best one is. I asked who the meanest is." said Luigi, cutting her off.

"Well, I think the meanest is Sick Boy."

"Tell me about him."

"He's half Irish, half English. He's five foot eight, but built like a brick shithouse. He's a hard partier, drinks a lot. He's not in the big fights yet but all the lower level ones, he's won. He picked the name Sick Boy and no one knows his real name. He doesn't like being told what to do, and he fears no one. I don't think he'd work well for you." said Erin.

"I want him. Tell whoever he belongs to that I'm buying him. If they say no, I'll just take him."

"No one owns him, he fights for himself."

"Oh? Well, that's even easier. Find him, tell him to meet me tomorrow. I'll talk to him." said Luigi. Erin sighed, almost about to tell Luigi off for ordering her around then she realised she didn't really have a choice.

"Fine." she said. Luigi smiled and nodded then looked at Pavi.

"Alright, what the fuck did you need to tell me?" he asked.

"That-a, well that-a..." began Pavi, now unsure of how to say it. Erin finished for him.

"That Pavi and I have a date this evening." she said. Luigi blinked in shock then scowled at his brother.

"If you've known her-" he began, Pavi had the balls to cut him off this time.

"Fratello, I just-a met her last-a night!" he exclaimed.

"He did. He asked to buy me a drink and I told him that we'd go out tonight. I was busy." she said. This time, Luigi smirked.

"Ha, you made him wait?" he asked, apparently very amused.

"Of course. Like I said, I was busy." she said, knowing exactly why Luigi found this amusing but playing stupid. Luigi howled with laughter, leaning back in his chair. This time it was Pavi's turn to scowl, it was even visible through his stolen face.

"Why is-a that-a funny, fratello?" asked Pavi, his voice cold. Luigi just laughed harder, tears coming out of his eyes now.

When he finally calmed down, he still couldn't keep a smile off of his face. He sighed.

"Alright, that's all I needed to know. You're free to go, both of you." said Luigi. Erin smiled at Pavi and walked out. Pavi stood and glared at his brother.

"You-a made me look-a bad in front of-a her." he accused.

"Haha, it was fucking hilarious."

"Stupido." insulted Pavi, waiting for his brother to explode. Hoping he'd pissed him off. Luigi just smiled.

"Whatever, Pavi." he said, chuckling. Pavi shook his head at his brother and left the room to pout until it was time to get ready. When the doors shut, Luigi laughed aloud again.

"Embarassed little boy, that's all you are Pavi." said Luigi, smiling.

Xxxxxx

Shilo crept up to the dumpster that she heard singing coming out of. Leaning over it, she saw Graverobber counting money.

"In the time

when I was born

there lived a man

who sailed the seas" crooned the Graverobber. Shilo supressed a laugh at him singing a Beatles song while he sat in a dumpster and tapped him on the shoulder. He jumped up, severely startled. When he recognized her, he set a hand over his heart and sighed.

"Shit, Kid. Don't do that." he said.

"Sorry, Graves. Couldn't resist." she said.

"How's life at GeneCo treating you?"

"How do you know I'm up there?"

"Come on, Shilo. I know all this Island's secrets, dirty and clean." he said, a smug look on his face. She smiled at him.

"I know, that's why I wanted to talk to you."

"Not to ask how I'm doin or anything?" he asked, giving her a false hurt look.

"Stop that. How are you doing?"

"Too late now. What did you need to know?"

"Well, I'm not sure exactly. Amber said-"

"Ah fuck, stop there. Ninety percent of what comes out of Amber's mouth is complete bullshit. Ninety percent of what goes in is too dirty for your innocent little ears." he said, patting her on the head. She pushed his hand away playfully.

"I'm not as innocent as you might think." she replied.

"Yeah you are. Stay with Luigi Largo much longer and you won't be though."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Kid, you've got a lot to learn."

"I'm still worried about what Amber said though." she said, disregarding his statement. He sighed.

"Tell me what she spewed and I'll tell ya if there's any truth to it." he said.

"Okay. She told me that if I had any guy friends that he'd gut them. That if I tried to leave him, he'd gut me. She just made him sound really awful, like she was trying to scare me away from him." she admitted. He nodded.

"Well, I hate to break it to ya, but she might have told you some truth for once. He's very possessive and gets jealous really easily. She also has a bad past with him though, so she likely exaggerated. Then again, Luigi Largo pretty much takes everything to the extreme so there might have been no exaggeration. How has he been?" asked Graves, looking concerned. He leaned back and rested his arms on the dumpster's rim.

"He's been wonderful. He's honest with me, he's kind to me. I can see the jealousy thing but we've been great so far. He promised he wouldn't hurt me, and I believe him."

"Well, I think you really do believe him. If so, why are you so bothered by this?"

"Because the look on her face just...it bothered me. Like she knew all this from personal experience or something. What happened between them, Graves?" she asked, almost not wanting to hear the answer.

"You sure you wanna know?" he asked.

"Yeah, I wanna know."

"When she started changin her appearance and name, he stopped treating her like his sister. He saw her as someone else entirely, which was what she wanted. In truth, she has become someone else. Luigi has some pretty severe mental problems, Shilo, he didn't know how to handle everything. After his surgery-" Shilo cut him off.

"He had a surgery? He seems to despise surgeries."

"His surgery wasn't a fashion statement. It saved his life."

"What?"

"Holy shit, Shilo. Has he told you anything?" asked Graves, astounded. She looked down, her mind racing.

"I guess not. Listen, I gotta go, Graves. I'll see you around." she said turning.

"Hey, don't go askin him about this stuff! He must not have wanted you to know for a reason! Don't push him, Shilo!" shouted Graves. She stopped and turned back to him.

"I'll be fine. See ya." she said, turning out of the alley. Graverobber slid back down in the dumpster and sighed.

"Damnit kid." he muttered, slowly picking up his dropped money and restarting his counting.

Xxxxxx

Luigi was reading through some of his files when his elevator doors opened. He looked up and his shoulders slumped.

"Oh, what the fuck do you want?" he snarled as Amber marched to his desk.

"I need money." she said.

"Ha, no." he answered. She pounded her fist on his desk, in response he abruptly stood and got in her face.

"Don't hit my things." he said, slowly.

"I need fucking money." she replied.

"For what? A surgery?"

"It's none of your business." she said, even more angry that he'd already guessed the truth, a surgery.

"You're not getting it. So fuck off." he snarled.

"You're not my father." she said, coldly. Before he could stop himself, he slapped her. Hard. The sound ringing in the room and leaving a hand sized print on her face. When she turned back to him her lip was even bloody and tears in her eyes.

"Fuck you, Luigi." she said, turning to go. He stopped her and grabbed her arm.

"Where are you running to?" he asked, his voice still harsh. He didn't remotely feel bad for hitting her.

"Why the fuck would you care?" she snarled.

"Don't fucking question me, bitch. Answer my question."

"Fuck you!" she exclaimed, then her hand connected with the side of his face. Not as hard as he'd hit her, but damn hard. He didn't move his head at all, but he did let go of her in shock. She turned and tried to leave again but he ran around the desk and grabbed her. His fingers pressing into her arms he turned her to him and shook her roughly.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he shouted in her face, livid.

"You hit me, you sack of shit!" she replied, trying to stay angry, trying to stay tough. But she started shaking with sobs, she couldn't stop. He didn't do anything for a moment, still shocked at her sudden change from fury to grief.

Then he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to him. He couldn't believe she let him and hugged him back. He rubbed his hand across her back, trying to sooth her.

"I'm sorry, Sis. I'm sorry." he muttered. She felt a bit of joy pop up through her other emotions at that, not just him apologizing, the fact that he'd called her Sis in a loving manner. He hadn't done that in so many years, she couldn't believe it. Maybe Pavi was right. Maybe they could fix things.

"Ooo ate e?" she asked, her voice muffled against him.

"What?" he asked. She pulled her head away.

"Do you hate me?" she asked. He was still and silent for a moment.

"You think I hate you?"

"Do you?" she asked again, he actually looked a little hurt at her question.

"No, no. Of course I don't hate you. You might piss me off all the time but I don't hate you. Do you hate me?"

"No." she said, then she backed away from him.

"What's wrong?"

"Can we ever go back, Luigi?"

"What do you mean?"

"Back to brother and sister."

"We are brother and sister. We've always been brother and sister." he replied, confused.

"No, we haven't. For the last fourteen or so years we've been enemies or fuck buddies. We haven't been brother and sister in a very long time, Luigi."

"That doesn't change that you're my sister."

"We haven't been that to each other, though. Can we go back to that?"

"Can you go back to Carmella?" he asked, she blinked in shock. Her conversation with Pavi came back to her.

"How can I go back to her?" she asked in a small voice.

"It's real easy, Sis. You've been acting like her again for the last five minutes." he said. She was silent for a few minutes. He watched her closely, it seemed like an eternity.

"I can't do that Luigi, I just..I can't." she said, finally.

"Yes, yes you can. I know you can, you know you can. It's just gonna be hard and that scares you."

"I'm not fucking scared!"

"Sis, please." he said, real pleading in his eyes. She was about to slip back into Amber again.

"I've got shit to do, I'll talk to you later." she said, turning to leave again. He stepped quickly and grabbed her again. When he turned her around she pressed her lips to his. In shock, he let her for a second then pushed her off.

"Don't do that." he said.

"Just trust me." she said, walking away.

"Trust you with what?" he shouted at her as she entered the elevator. The doors closed before he could say anything else.

He stood there, completely confused for another few minutes. Was she going to actually try? Or was she just blowing smoke? He shook his head and went back to his desk. He plopped into the chair and leaned back, closing his eyes.

After a few moments, he got his thoughts to calm and started to drift off. Not quite asleep but not quite awake. Just when he was completely at peace and relaxed, he heard the elevator open again. It brought him back into the real world and he sat up straight to see Shilo.

She sat down across from his desk and looked at him. Something was wrong, he could tell. She seemed really bothered.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I'd really like to talk to you." she said.

*(and because I'm an asshole, i'll leave you with that cliffhanger...i feel like Luigi is going to really explode and have a shit fit soon...too much is happening in one day.)*