Quite a shift from our small haunted town of Salem, we now zoom over to the bustling city of New York. The city that never sleeps with the constant sound of sirens blaring and the shouting of people usually arguing with one another. Some people consider this to be a place where dreams would come true, while others who have lived here know it was quite the opposite. People seem to have no choice but to endure living here whether it be family or for some sort of job security, these were the realities for many who lived here.

However, there are also darker reasons as to why some would live in such a city. Crime ran rampant and due to such a high population of people, it was easier to get away with such things. Our focus brings us to two individuals who seem bound by the city. Witnessing the numerous amounts of crimes and the changes to the city. One used to be a “flapper girl” known as “Miss Ruby”, darker skin complexion, a thin body and short curly bobbed hair. She was once a star in this town in the early days of the “roaring twenties.” People assumed she died out with the history of the past but to very few, she is still roaming the city freely and openly, not recognized.

She is followed by her partner in crime; Apollo Moriarty. His relevance is also that in the past, the explosion of the Sicilian mafia also began around the time of “Miss Ruby.” In his time, his brutality is what made him a known figure in the mafia and his ability to switch between breaking loyalties, made him especially valuable. Like most during this time period, Apollo was assumed to be faded to nothing but skull and bones or worse yet, killed.

How are they able to linger freely you may ask? The two of them met in unusual circumstances, a part of an unorthodox experiment in which a group of them were tormented and forced to drink the blood of what was believed to be the “father of all monsters.” Upon drinking the blood however, they did transform into horrendous and terrifying creatures that seemed to relate to some part of their origin of where they were born. They have hidden their true forms well and have since then, roamed as nomads. Seeking revenge for what had happened to them, they have remained hidden in the city, plotting and waiting for a moment to strike.

For now though, they try to live amongst the humans, working jobs that would not have anyone think or question twice about. They did this until they could find out what their next steps were.

They both lived in a very standard studio apartment in Brooklyn, it was tiny, but they made it work between the two. On their very small balcony during the night, Apollo was found smoking, his puffs swirled into the smog of the already polluted air. Inside, Apollo’s partner, Miss Ruby or what she preferred these days; Cleo, was found partially naked, on the bed they shared. Her light movements signaled to Apollo that she was awake.

“Cleo, are you awake or rustling about?” his voice low and gruff.

“Unfortunately…” she whines as she says it.

With this, she slowly lifts herself off the bed and joins her partner out on their balcony. Her bosoms exposed as she presses them against his back.

“My, my…to what do I oh the pleasure?” Apollo says, trying to play off his enticement. Cleo slides her hands from his chest to his lower abdomen.

“Oh would you cut it out.” Cleo said, slightly teasing Apollo.

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Apollo chuckles to himself as he puffs his last bit of tobacco before he flings it into the abyss of the city below. He remains hunched over the balcony, pondering what they are to do next.

“When will we abandon this simple life we have together to go down a path of misery.” Cleo said, pressing her face into his back.

“That all depends on my love, I’m assuming you discovered something about our little group…”

Her warm breath tickled Apollo slightly as she sighed onto his muscular back. She noticed he slightly twinged and giggled to herself.

“Well…I kinda have a hunch as to where they could be. I follow some silly paranormal bloggers on some social media sites and one I happened to stumble upon was pretty interesting. I think she may have a lead on our guy.”

Apollo puffed more smoke from his cigarette and watched as the smoke continued to blend in with the night sky.

“What did you happen to find out?”

“Well it seems like this paranormal blogger is probably just a car ride away from where we are. She believes that vampires and other creatures exist and the humans seem to make fun of her quite a bit here.” Cleo said casually showing her phone to Apollo. Apollo squinted at the brightly lit screen and noticed that this blogger posted on a daily basis in their small yet spooky town of Salem. Cleo laughed at Apollo struggling to read her screen.

“Man, I know we don’t age Apollo, but you squinting is a true sign of how old you truly are.”

“Ha ha ha, so funny. These stupid new devices just are too small, I remember the days where you had to use word of mouth to find your way around. These things are just meant to blind you.”

“Awww, I quite like these devices, I think they do what they need too. I think you just need to grow with the times, old man.”

Apollo grumbled to himself about being older and flicked his now burnt end of a cigarette over the balcony.

“Oh stop it you grouch. I am only messing with you.”

Apollo then turned around and suddenly embraced Cleo gently. She returned the gesture by rubbing his back and nuzzling into his neck. Apollo used this to his advantage, by doing this, Cleo’s neck was also exposed. Gently nibbling on her neck, a slight whine slipped from her lips. Apollo chuckled and lifted Cleo from behind, her legs clutching onto his waist as they moved into their bedroom. Both of them began by having their hips in tune with one another and the sound of smacking one another’s lips soon followed. Cleo began unbuttoning Apollo’s button up shirt, revealing his tattoo that almost seemed to engulf his neck. Before they continued, Apollo placed his hand around hers, signaling he needed to say something before they continued.

“So, I assume we will head out by morning then?” Apollo said, whispering gently in Cleo’s ear.

Cleo looked at Apollo with impatience and tugged on his shirt aggressively.

“Yes, yes, that is what it means! Now don’t make me wait any longer.”

With this, Apollo chuckled and began to undress.

“Oh my, my…impatient are we? I guess I am going to have to…make you wait a bit longer.” Apollo said, thrusting in and out of Cleo slowly when he does it. Cleo whimpered as Apollo’s cock entered. Apollo smiled, watching Cleo squirm made him tremble slightly. Cleo found her hands caressing the grooves of his muscles. Cleo took initiative and began to lean towards Apollo’s neck. She kissed his neck gently which caused Apollo’s thrusting speed to quicken. The intensity of kissing soon turned to sucking, wanting to leave a hickey behind. This excited Apollo; moaning with the sensation and making his member twitch. The two looked at one another; passionately and their lips interlocked after a few moments of staring at one another longingly. The two always felt they were meeting one another for the first time, which made their sex all the more pleasurable. As the night carried on, they found one another not being able to get enough and for the rest of it, moans and creaks were all that could be heard before they decided to journey out in the morning.