A hunter who loved a chase, that’s the man you were. Ruthless, cold hearted and with a burning desire to watch blood seep from your victims.

Prey who loved the danger, now that was Roach. A lover for adrenaline and feeling the pain, watching his own blood flow.

A match made in heaven some called you. Others, a disaster awaiting its fate, but god you both thrived off it.

Now raining like the heavens had opened and lightning lit the sky as the two lovers split up and a hunt begun.