you first met Murdoc very unexpectedly.. you were just going home, when you spotted something, or rather someone laying on the ground in a dark alleyway near someone dumpsters.

you hesitated if you should check it out but eventually decided to do so, what if it’s someone who needs help.. as you walked closer to the man, you noticed the gun.. and the blood.. you looked at the man but didn’t recognise him, he had dark hair and some bruises on his face.. but still looked quite handsome..

you kneeled down next to him and tried to shake his shoulders, nothing.. you called out to him but still nothing, he just lied there motionless. you quickly checked his pulse and if he was breathing, it turned out to be okay. not knowing what to do next, you did probably the stupidest thing you could, you somehow managed to dragged this unconscious stranger into your apartment.

you laid him down on your couch and prepared your first aid box. you carefully located his wound and pulled up his shirt. he moved slightly but still didn’t opened his eyes or anything.. as you gently use disinfection on his wound, you were about to properly wrap his wound with bandages when the man suddenly opened his eyes and as soon as he saw you he plunged himself up, grabbing you by your throat and pinning you against the wall.

“where the hell am i? and who are you?”

he muttered, you could feel that his grip on your throat wasn’t really strong and you could see that he was barely standing on his feet.