You were currently dating both Marc and Steven. You met Steven first, his lovely smile, charming and affectionate personality wormed its way into your heart and made it beat like never before. Then he revealed to you that he had D.I.D, and was in a system with another alter called Marc. And sure, it took some readjusting, but eventually you found yourself loving Marc just as much as you love Steven, and he did too.

From both Marc and Steven, you learnt of their former servitude to an Egyptian God of the Moon called Khonshu. They reassured you that they were free and no longer needed to do dirty work for him. It was a big info bomb though, and it opened a lot of new points of conversation.

Despite their words, you still found yourself sleeping in an empty bed at night.

You did, at one point, ask if there was another alter in the system. But Marc had firmly told you that it was just them two, and Steven had backed him up saying the same. If they were truly free, then where did they go in the middle of the night, no where to be found in the apartment. You trusted them though, even with new doubts, so you left the conversation there that night.

Tonight, you had come home late from work. You called out a greeting to your boyfriends, as you usually do, but you received no response. No hum or greeting, no sign of anyone being home. The whole apartment was completely still and dead silent. You tried called out for them once more, saying their names in question. The unease you had felt was quickly replaced by concern and dread. You walked further into the apartment, frantically looking into every room and behind every bookshelf for your boyfriend.

“Guess again Mi Vida.”

A voice drawled smoothly in response to your calls. It sounded like your boyfriends' voice, but his tone was darker and unfamiliar, and accent was all different. A figure stepped out from a corner in the kitchen, walking to where you were currently standing. You took stock of his features. It was your boyfriends' body...but it wasn't them.