#itsjustspooky

It had been three whole years since Gavin's death. Everyone in achievement hunter seemed to finally settle down about it. Geoff and Michael still had their sad moments it seemed, but for the most part everyone seemed to accept the death of their beloved Brit.

It had been three whole years. Three years of laying on a table with different limbs being sewn on, three years of dying and living again. Three whole years of living in Ryan's basement, and finally after those three long years, Gavin wa finally able to go outside.

He hated it at first. All the weird looks. Some scared, some confused. No one understood why his skin looked like that, or why there was permanent stitching all over different limbs and half of his face, and especially having bits of green skin. That's all Ryan could give Gavin, since real skin wouldn't stay Ryan had to make new stuff.

The one person Gavin thought about every now and again was K. How she was doing, what she is doing, is she seeing anyone? He'd always ask Ryan, which ended up in a 'shut up gavin' or ' if you don't stop asking I won't give you your arm." It made Gavin frustrated He wanted to see her, know if she was okay, that's all he wanted and Ryan wouldn't say.

Gavin had wandered into the woods once again. This happened sometimes, but everytime he did his creator, Ryan, would always find him and help him home. Now? Gavin was too far gone and lost to be found, at least for a good day. 

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Michael, age 8, sat alone in a dirty, cold alley. He kept up his demon features, the black eyes, sharp teeth. He did this to scare off anyone who's try to hurt him, and so far it seemed to work... though on a few occasions people would try to shoot Michael dead, but luckily they didn't succeed.

It was close to winter, so the nights were extremely cold. Michael had nothing to keep him warm, so he curled up against himself by the wall. 

Footsteps come near by causing Michael to look up, showing his demon features once again. A woman was coming down to him. 

9: forehead kiss