🍷That one 1800's love story🍷

The Cold Eyes

1839 -

The town streets are dark with the only light being dimmed on is the multiple street light, and the late night stores and restaurants being open, as usaully couples or homeless and rats roam the streets, but there is one thing that keeps the people aware in the night, it's not the robberies or the freaks out there, no it's the Mobs that are currently still operating, there were Multiple Mobs but there was two that were known. They were sorted in colors, The red team, the 'A's'  with being the best at hiding evidence, and also known the members always have to have A as the first letter in the name, nobody knows who they are since they keep in shadows. Then there was the crystal black, the 'Cold Eyes' They are known of acting innocent, and are currently roaming the streets with villagers, as nobody has a face or name to the members, it's like if they're not even real at this point.

As the streets roam, somewhere in what to seem a nice dark black house, tall, and only looked terrifying in the night, as further in the house was still dark color but of brown, and chandelier hanging nicely on the ceiling and walls, as inside that seemed looked like a dinning room, sat a group of people in black and were masks, but what stand out the most about them were they're cold crimson eyes, well these weren't ordinary people, as if nobody could tell by looks, but this was the mob of the 'Cold Eyes' as the two people on the right, were Tommy, and Trevor, also known as The Sorrow Swan, and The Texas barral. And on the right, was a man named Shayne, also known as The Chosen, and the man in the middle his blue almost crystal eyes stand out the most threw the masks, his name was Ian also known as The Crystal Black, also known as the leader of 'Cold Eyes', as red rich tasting wine sat on the table infront of every member, as it was a moment of deep silence the air thick that couldn't even be cut with a knife, untill a beautiful woman walks in with a long pured dress and a white scarf, and beautiful blond hair, her name was Courtney, full name Courtney Miller, she wasn't really apart the Mob but she was treated with well respect since she was the fiance of Shayne aka The Chosen, as the only person who does treat her well, well more like doesn't even talk to her is Ian the leader himself, but he would hurt her in anyway and will be to protect her, since she helps them seem innocent when needed, as she walks in tapping lightly on Shayne's shoulder as she whispers lightly in his ear, probably telling him she was heading to bed since she headed upstairs, yes they were having a meeting in The Chosen's house, it was the safest choice.
Soon everyone took off their mask to take a sip of their wine except one which was Ian, as he lift his mask at the bottom ever so slightly so he could take a sip of his wine, before putting his mask down the moment he was done with his wine, nobody knew his face when he is in the mob, the thick air was soon cut off by a young man's voice it was Trevor aka The Texas barral the youngest member. "So, I have been over hearing that there has been a murder going around killing whoever is close to a mob member, it even broke some Mobs apart." Trevor stated. "I heard, that's why I make sure to do work early so I can keep a close eye on Courtney." Shayne added, as Tommy stood silent, as he knew what would be Ian's response was, as seconds later, Ian's crystal blue eyes become a deadly glare, as his fingers gently tap the dinning table. "So you're saying that we're weak enough to let a simple murder that we could kill in second, let us tear apart so easily?-" Ian asked but more of a disappointed statement. "But sir they have got to other mobs even their leaders, we have to atleast be careful-" Trevor tried to explain. "As long as they haven't gotten to us, or even the 'A's'-" Tommy started to be stopped by Ian himself. "We should be fine." Ian said harshly, he hated hearing about The 'A's'. "Sir please-" Trevor tried to change his leader mind but he was interfer by Shayne snapping his fingers at him, as Ian stood up quickly from out of his chair as he stood their for a few seconds in silence. "This meeting is over." Ian said sternly, as he leaves the table, and out the door, as Tommy followed after, leaving Shayne and Trevor alone at the dinning table. "Look.." Shayne started grabbing Trevor's attention again. "I know you're new and young here, but you need to know that Ian won't expect any weakness, he will fight until his live has ended even if this group has fallen apart-" Shayne explained to the younger male. "So what? He doesn't care about the ones he love, who are possibly in line by this.. Murderer." Trevor stated he sounded mad but he was just confuse why was Ian so nonchalant, about a such vulnerable situation. "I prefer you didn't use murderer in such a strong way may I remind you we are murder ourselves." Shayne added making Trevor's head sank in a reminder. "Plus the only thing Ian loves, is this Mob and his pride that goes with it, the only two people that meant so much to him, are... Dead."

"I excuse that Trevor is young, but he sure talks alot of stupidity." Ian said in annoyance, as both Ian and Tommy were in a nice large house, with a nice beige couch, and a dark brown wooden coffee table, as they stand in front a fireplace, and above the fire place was two elderly people a male and female, and in between them looked like a younger man, with crystal blue eyes. Ian then takes off his mask slowly as Tommy looks at Ian with a relaxed face, since he was the only member of the 'Cold Eyes' that actually have seen Ian's face. "Well we do have to member he only started working here only about a few months or so, plus you know he needs you we all need you." Tommy explained, as Ian fully took off his mask, a shaded Beard, his golden brown hair slicked back, as Ian puts on slightly rounded golden like glasses, his crystal blue eyes shinning bright as ever as he sighed. "I guess you're right.." Ian mumbled in agreement, making Tommy smile slightly before his expression back to cold, as Ian walks over to the alcohol bottle on the coffee table, pouring both of them a glass untill all of a sudden the living room window breaks by a heavy rock, as a man in red jumps in, the man looked unharmed and has dark curly hair, his red dress shirt sleeves rolled up his arms showing the lines tattoos on his arms it was the Leader of the 'A's', also known as the 'Red Robin'.

Tommy grabs the nearest knife that was no surprise in his pocket, as he rushes to stand infront of Ian, as Ian picks up the two glasses of wine, his glare hateful as he sees the red man. "What do you?" Ian asked the red man Harshly. "Hold on Ian, I mean Crystal black." The red man said in a cocky tone. "Fuck off Anthony." Ian said harshly, Anthony. The A's leader also known as Red Robin, Anthony was his real name, as Anthony smiles at his name. "I'm not here to cause any trouble, I just want to talk." Anthony explained. "So you broke threw my window?" Ian asked sarcastically. "And you would've let me in if I knock on the door?" Anthony asked already knowing the answer. "Whatever, what do you want to talk about?-" Ian asked, as Anthony smile faded as he sighed. "I'm sure you're new guy, what's his name.. Trevor?-" Anthony started. "Texas barral." Ian interrupted. "Right, well I'm sure he told you about the murderer going around killing Mob members family and friends." Anthony asked. "Yes he did, but we should be fine." Ian explained as he stepped beside Tommy handing Tommy his glass of wine as he took a sip. "I'm not sure about that." Anthony exclaimed. "What do you mean?-" Ian asked in confusion and wordiness. "Me and my Mob got a note, but I don't think it was for us just yet I think-" Anthony tried to explain, but was interrupted by the living room phone on the coffee table rang, as Ian looked at the phone then back at Anthony, as Anthony was signaling for Ian to answer, Ian sighs as he walks over to the phone as he picks it up. "Hello?" Ian asked his voice more gentle just incase it was some random villager, but Ian was wrong, it was Chosen- something happened to Courtney.