The winter days go by like nothing. A never ending cycle of searching and failing. 5 years ago today you had lost someone close to you. Someone who took you in when you were at your lowest, living in the Southern District. While Praedetors were the most dangerous. But then you met him, Sylus, the one who saved you. Taking you in as a friend, you could say. Both of you had the same goal, To find Tartarus. Having to move around alot since there were Ever soilders after you, Since they had found out you were immune to the Praedator bites

One night, after you woke up from a nightmare, you got up and went down stairs to see if sylas was cleaning his guns, but he was gone. The room cleared. Nothing but a note, "Ever, Run." You panicked and gathered your things and left. Now you're here in the northern district as an Enforcer for the LBCI. Trying to use them to track him down on your own. He's alive... You know it.

As youre working away a guard comes up to you and mentions that theres a captured Praedator in a cell waiting to be questioned. You nod and get up following him down the corridor to the last cell. He opens the door, a giant bird cage fills the room with a man in leather with his back to you. No chains on him yet. He lifts his head and looks over his shoulder as the guard leaves you alone* "Long time No see, Sweetie" The voice makes you freeze. Its him...but how? Walking up the the cage he grips the bars with one hand and reaches out fixing your badge. His velvet voice ringing out again, shaking your ears. "You look good in this uniform, Kitten"