Dancing Dead

Samara walked aimlessly through the dark, dank alley ways of Sanitarium Island. With the Zydrate gun holstered against her torso and the silver Nine mil. strapped to her thigh she wasn't scared of anything that crawled these musty streets. The time was about three o' clock in the morning, the haunting hour.

Shockingly there wasn't any Zydrate leaches roaming around the dumpsters. This was slightly concerning to Shadow, something was peculiar in the air. With her patin stilettos touching the damp pavement with every graceful step she made, thunder cracked over the city, before long rain began to down pour. Walking bit faster she pulls her trench coat closer to her body.

Rounding the corner into a narrow alley, the faint sounds of tearing, soppy flesh echoed against the brick walls. No more than a few feet away from her toes was some poor being who didn't pay their dues, was being sliced and diced by none other than the Repoman.

Samara pressed her shoulder against the wall, while she watched the man do his job. Of course she knows which Repossessor is wielding the double headed scalpel. Bright LED lights lit his work; her gaze penetrated his back, raking her eyes over his broad leather clad shoulders, his long torso, how he kneeled down as he repoed the organs. How blood splashed up onto his helmet and leather uniform. Samara's lower abdomen grew hot and clenched with every second she watched the Repoman.

Finishing up his work he stood up, turning on his heels an began to walk away.
"Hello Nathan." She smirked.

Turning quickly around, the Repoman held up his weapon as his slate gray eyes penetrated into hers. "Miss Largo." His grip loosened on the shaft of the scalpel. "What are you doing out here this late. You know it's dangerous out here."

"I know." She stepped closer. "I'm just having a late night stroll." Samara couldn't entirely tell a Repoman that she had just been dealing Zydrate. Only mere inches away from him she unhooked the vinyl surgical mask from the helmet. "I also came to find you."

Nathan could feel her hot breath against his cool mouth, "And why would you search for a Repoman?" He asked raising an eyebrow. Before turning the other way and walked away turning away from Samara Largo; glaring she began to follow him.

Samara followed him for a few more blocks into another dark alley, the rain began to pour even harder. Nathan finally turned to glare at her with their nose nearly touching she could see his gray eyes narrowing at her ocean blue ones. "You're crossing dangerous territory girl." He scowled.

"Oh I am, am I?" Shadow jutted out her lips into an almost cocky pucker.

"Yes, yes you are." His voice was low to a growl as Repo tried to take over.

Come on Nathan, old boy, just fuck her brains out already.'

'Shut up!' Nathan told Repo who lerked in his thoughts.

"We'll then this sure will cross that line of yours." She smirked, before leaning over and pressing her lips against his, rolling her warm tongue over his bottom lip as rain soaked them. Nathan wasn't sure whether or not to push the youngest Largo away or give and continue on kissing her and eventually having sex with her.
And of course Repo got the better of him. Pushing her up against the wall, with her hands pinned up above her head. Nathan smouldered his mouth against her, fighting for dominance. He could taste the faint flavour of mint on her tongue; assuming she was chewing gum earlier that night.

Samara could feel his hard bulge up against her hips as their bodies pressed up against each other. Moaning into his mouth, shadow wrapped her arms around his waist pulling him flush up against her chest. Unclog ping each clasps that held his long coat together revealing a grey t-shirt and black jeans. Samara ran her hands over his muscular, whilst not breaking their kiss.

Nathan's breath grew erratic as the Largo girl clawed her nails into his pecks. With a throaty moan escaping Nathan's lip, pushing his hands over to Shadow's bottom. Lifting her tattered skirt over her round ass, revealing midnight blue, panties that barely covered her plump cheeks.

With Repo on control, Nathan smacked her bum hard before squeezing each cheek with his skilled hands. Her skin was smooth under his touch, with the rain soaking both of them, causing steam to rise off of both of their bodies.
The two were so occupied in their activities that they had not noticed a GeneCo garbage truck go by the alleyway with none other than Graverobber himself sitting on the back. Of course he noticed the two with a smirked painted on his face, he recognised Shadow's long coat. Graves jumped off of the truck and made his way to the couple whom engaged themselves in sexual activity. Graverobber watched the two for another five minutes before making himself known.

"Well, this is an interesting sight." Graverobber chuckled, Samara pushed herself off of the Repoman.

"Shit. Graves what the fuck are you doing here?" Shadow snapped, as her eyes shot daggers into his skull.

"The real question is what are you doing here Miss Largo?" There was traces of jealousy laced with Graves' deep voice.

"That is none of your god damn business Graverobber!" She hissed, before turning her head and finding that the Repoman was no where to be seen.

Graves huffed at her snide response, "Oh I bet daddy would love hear that his youngest daughter is fucking one of his Repomen."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She folded her arms. The rain has finally lightened up, barely any droplets hitting the surfaces of Crusifixus.

"Leave the graverobbing to me, or I will tell Rotti Largo your secret and have both, you and THAT Repoman Harvested." Narrowing his kohl covered eyes towards her Zydrate blue pools which spat the same amount of hatred as his.

"How about I keep robbing, but leave your side of Sanitarium alone and I doc my side. Seems like a bloody well thought out plan if you ask me." She slinked her left hip out as she puts more weight on the left side.

"Fine. But if you come a blink into my territory, I will fuck you over so hard, you wouldn't need your precious assassin."

"There's only one problem, dumbass." Shadow retorted.

"Oh? And what is that if I may ask?"

"You don't know which repo it is."

Graverobber growled at her, "You're a real cunt!"

"I try." Samara shrugged. "See you later." She walked away leaving Graverobber alone, standing in the dirty alleyway.

As soon as she got to the GeneCo Tower, she went up to her suite which was a floor below her fathers office, locking her bedroom door she sheds off her clothes and took a hot shower, cleaning off the grime and sweat that coated her pale body.
After her very long shower, Samara crawled into bed and fell asleep soundly.

Not even ten minutes later a rapid knock was at her chamber door. Groaning, Samara crawled out of her bed, threw on her silk butterfly robe and open the door to see....