FINISHED!
The Shelby family has one more sibling. This one is Tommy's twin, the older one to be exact. Some say he is even more frightning than Thomas Shelby. What happens when someone tells the family he wants to betray them. Take over the family b...
(Tommy's P.O.V.) My brother and I followed Alfie to his office to talk business. Alfie mentioned for us to sit down. "So what you want to talk about" Alfie asked sitting back in his chair. "Are you familiar with The Red Dogs?" I asked him as I lit a cigarette. Alfie confirmed with a simple nod of his head. "They are starting to gain a lot of territories all of a sudden" I said lighting a cigarette. Zindelo scoffed and crossed his arms "Oh come on, Tommy. They are an inexperienced turf gang. Compared to us and Alfie they are still pups. What are you so worried about". "Eventually the young will succeed the old, brother. Just like we took over when we were younger" I told him. "We knew the game back then. These lads? Not a chance" he chuckled, "The Red Dogs are just bored, with nothing else to occupy their time. So they turn to mischief to entertain themselves". My brother had a point. The Red Dogs may be gaining a lot of people and territory. That doesn't mean they can take over ours. As he said, we know the game and have mastered it. These boys just started. "So what you want from me?" Alfie asked, "If they decide to come for either of our territories. I suggest we form an alliance" I offered, "I doubt they'll do something" Zindelo said once again with a scoff. "I think Zindelo is right. But I'll agree on the alliance, yeah. Just for the simple fact that a new gang means starting a new relationship. And I don't have time for that stuff" he offered to us. We continued to talk about business. But eventually I and Zindelo left. As we walked we passed a pub. "Want to have a drink?" I asked, "if it's your treat, sure" Zindelo responded, "you greedy bastard" I chuckled. We walked inside. A lot of people in the pub turned to look in our direction. The chatter had quieted down as we walked to the bar. "Two whiskeys please" I told the bartender. He nodded and quickly got to work. After getting our drink I and Zindelo leaned on the bar. From the corner of my eye I realized a bunch of young men surrounded me and my brother. The two of us gave each other a look. "You two shouldn't be here" a blond hair boy next to me threatened, "and who might you be?" I asked unbothered, "Im Jesse and we are The Red Dogs" he sneered with a growl. "They are Red Dogs, Tommy" Zindelo said mocking them. "You think you're something, old man" a brown-haired boy asked stepping into Zindelo's space. He looked unimpressed by the whole situation. "I should watch who you square up to, son" he stated with a low voice. "Cause we are Peaky Blinders". "You're part of that old gang?" another boy chuckled. Zindelo responded to him
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"We are the leaders". Every single one of them looked at each other before the biy named Jesse grabbed something, it looked like an iron pole. "What is that?" Zindelo asked nodding at the thing he had in his hand. "What you think, old-timer. It's a fucking weapon" Jesse said with a smirk. "No it's not. Looks more like a fucking rolling pin. What you want to do with that, boy? Bake me a cake?" Zindelo asked him, not impressed with the lads at all. He suddenly pulled his gun out and pointed it at Jesse's head. He took one step back in suprise at how quick my brother was. "Never bring a metal pole to a gunfight" Zindelo snapped, "Tommy. I told you this lot was nonces. Just a piece of useless gum underneath your shoes that you can't get rid of" My brother said turning to me, still pointing the gun at the boy's head. Zindelo then turned back to face Jesse. "Get out of my way. Go on, fucking move" he said motioning the guys to move as he passed them. "You call yourself a fucking gangster?" he said walking towards the door to leave the pub. He stopped and turned around "you want to make threats. Then fucking make them!" he yelled loudly. He took a deep breath before turning around and leaving "a bunch of wankers wasting my fucking time". The door closed behind him and I was left alone with the Red Dogs. "Well your brother is a coward" Jesse stated with a confident smirk, "he's just disappointed" I said lifting my cigarette to my mouth to take a hit. "Your trespassing, Shelby" the brown-haired boy who told me, "am I? Last time I checked this is still Peaky Blinder territory" I told him. The Red Dogs didn't like that answer and they all got ready to fight. Most of the other bar occupants quickly left, not wanting to get caught in the fight. "You're making a big mistake, lads" I told them, "we are with 5, you are alone. I think we can manage" Jesse said with a grin. I sighed and pulled my coat off and laid it on the bar. "Well let me tell you a story first" I told them. The boys looked confused but let me tell it anyway. "A vicious war veteran walks into a bar" I said seeing Zindelo sneak back into the bar. He swung his gun across one of the other boy's heads, knocking him out and I took the opportunity to strike the closest one with my fist. All hell broke loose but we got the upper hand quickly. All of them groaned in pain as they squirmed on the ground. Zindelo giving some final kicks to some of them. "Remember, don't fuck with the Peaky Blinders" I growled before stepping over them to leave the bar.
The next day
(Zindelo's P.O.V.) I stopped my car in front of a wooden barn just outside Small Heath. I got out and walked towards it. I pushed the wooden door open and walked in. "You guys are a bunch of idiots" I called out through the room, passing multiple people. I had my eye on someone specific. "I fucking told you to bring guns, Jesse. Not that metal pole that looks like a rolling pin". "Sir, we don't have any-" Jesse responded but I cut him off by smacking him against the wall behind him and stared at him. "You had one fucking job. I make sure my brother was in the right place. And you kill him" I growled at them. I felt him shiver in my hands and he turned away from my eyes. I roughly let him go and shook my head before walking away from him. I stopped before leaving the barn.
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"Before I put you down" I threatened, reminding them I'll kill them with no hesitation. "Because I will have my revenge and no one can stop me. Not you Red Dogs, not Alfie Solomons, not the Peaky Blinders. No one".
