(Tord's POV)

Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did I just let him go like that?! He could be getting drunk, trying to murder someone, or dying! His 'eyes' were fucking smoking purple. I'm pretty sure that's a sign that something is fucked up.

"I-I'm gonna go find him." Edd said after Tom had been gone for a half hour.
"W-wait—" I tried to stop him, but he left before I could. And now I'm alone in Edd's apartment because someone didn't give me our apartment keys. Edd could be getting murdered for all I know, but I can't even leave.

I sigh, Ringo beside me meows. Lucky cat. She doesn't know the horrors of people outside. She has no worries. She can just wait for her food and water served by humans.

That just makes me realize that humans are weaker than I thought, being able to so easily get controlled by animals of lower intelligence. Funny.

Edd, please come back in one shape.

(Edd's POV)

Time to find Tom. Time to drag him by the ear, back to his apartment, and ban alcohol.

Making my way downtown, walking fast. Then I find a bar. Walking faster.

I open the doors up and...it's emptier than I thought. I look around a bit. My eyes land on a pineapple head. He's sipping on a wine glass. Huh. I never thought him as a wine kind of guy.

"Tom," I head toward him. "I- I'm sorry for earlier. Please, can we go back home?" He doesn't move. He just continues to peacefully drink the alcoholic grape juice. He's ignoring me.

I grab his shoulder and try again.
"Please, Tom, I know you're mad at me. Don't ignore me like this." I plead slightly. Still nothing. Growing a bit aggravated, I try once more.
"Tom! Come on—"
"Stop it, sweetheart,"

I stop. 'Sweetheart'? He never calls me that...he never calls me anything except for 'Edd'. And...his voice?

"Who're you calling 'Sweetheart'?" I ask him, growing nervous.
"Who else?" He asks in response, sounding bored. He downs the rest of the wine and flips around to turn towards me. Placing the wine glass carefully on the bar, he asks,

"What do you want, sweetie?"
"I was gonna bring you home..." He chuckles before responding.
"I'm not done here yet," he rises up from the bar stool, and takes careful and calculated steps with his arms behind his back. I thought he was drunk?

"I still haven't found my meal for today," he says, glancing back at me as he walks out the door.
"What?.." I mutter under my breath. I trot after him, he's surprisingly fast for someone who's walking and drunk.
"Do you want to help me?"
What the fuck is even happening right now?
"Uh, sure I guess?" I feel like I'm going to regret this.

"Perfect!" He clasps his hands together. He grabs my hand and drags me into an alleyway.
"So, all you have to do is bring someone here. Simple, right?" I nod slowly. Why would he need a person?

(Tom's POV) (wowza look at all the POV changes)

Fuck! Edd, I thought you were smarter than this!
"I don't know what you were expecting, have you seen the ways he's found himself on an adventure?" Kov mumbles while leaning against the brick wall. "Hopefully he competent enough to get a good body."

"Really? That's what you care about?" He gives a smirk.
"Yep,"

Edd came shuffling back.
"Uh...Tom, people kind of don't want to follow me into a dark alleyway." Edd says nervously.
"Well, I guess I'll have to improvise," Kov says with a low snarl.
"Aw, fUCK no!"
"I wasn't going to take him..." Kov mumbles. Edd perks up.
"What was that?"

"Nothing," We both say at the same time. Kov shakes my head. "Just...wait here." He mumbles.
"You know, I've notice you've been mumbling a lot. Where'd all the confidence go?"
Surprisingly enough, I'm just tired. How shocking.
"You got a lot more sarcastic too...what, are we becoming one or something?"

He remains silent at that and continues to search. A person catches his sight. She looks like a twenty-something year old and she's chewing gum while listening to some music through her earbuds.

"Oh, poor girl, she has so much life left to live."
"Not for long," Kov growls.
"You're such a douche- aH SHIT!" I screech as I feel the familiar transformation occur. I feel a cold and thick liquid run down from my, now open, wounds.

"W-what the fuck am I bleeding?" I push through the pain.
"Congrats, what you are feeling is my blood. I am basically a different being from you, therefore I have my own vitals." Kov answers easily. He walks, each step shooting pain up my scale covered legs. He sinks into the shadows of the night. I shiver at the sudden temperature change. You see, shadows are really cold when you're inside them.

He sort of flies through the shadows, small glimmers of light shining through occasionally. The cold darkness rushes around my body like wind. Nearing to a certain point, Kov stops and takes a leap up. We reappear behind the girl, taking a light landing. She just keeps walking.

Kov, being the creepy little shit he is-
Rude.
Grabs the girl's shoulder, causing her to flinch. She slaps my hand and immediately exclaims,
"I'm not interested!"
...
"Oh, wow,"
"She's a tough one," Kov whistles. He only grips her harder, digging my claws into her clothing. She pulls out one of her earbuds and turns around to face us.

"Dude, I said no thankss..." she drags out the word, taking notice of our appearance. Her face pales and she starts scrambling. Kov grins and pulls her forcefully. We go back into the shadows, bringing her along with us. As we fly through, her scrambling slows as her skin becomes a little blue.

"Huh, is this considered a frozen meal?" I smirk.
"I like my food fresh, please." Kov responds with a roll of the eye sockets.

We leap out and into a dark alleyway. Of course.
"Why don't you ever go somewhere else? What, do you love alleyways like I like trees?"
"Pft, no. Alleyways are just convenient."

He lays her down on the grainy and dirty ground, she wasn't moving.
"Aww...did she die already? What a shame, I wanted to have some fun." Kov whined. He reaches a clawed hand toward her throat, about to slice her neck.

"Tom?" Edd's voice rang out in the darkness.

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