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...
(Zindelo's P.O.V.) I sat against a tree. Two conductors stood in front of me and looked down. They were tall and short. "What do we do?" The tall one asked as he looked down at me. He always spoke first, although he was not in charge. "Well" was the answer from the smaller one, "we can't just leave him 'ere in the cold. Don't you think?".
About 1 year ago, the camp I was held at was freed by our allays. But they told us to go home without further help. I was left to find my own way home from France. After many months went by and the days got colder, I was starting to loose hope but the two conductors found me in the cold when their train broke down. I hadn't spoken anything beside asking them where I was. The tall one had answered with England, Birmingham.
I watched the tall one get agitated and annoyed. "Why not?" He asked. The small one almost exploded with disgust at the tall ones answer. He looked up to the taller one "are you mad?". The horror was evident on his face. "Come on" he eventually said as he walked over towards me through the snow. "If we have too we'll carry him inside". The tall one rolled his eyes as he followed the small one towards me. I felt them put their arms around me to lift me from the ground. I pushed them away from me and growled at them. I walked over to one of the train carriage and stepped inside. The warmth immediatly hit my skin. "You can sit down" the smaller one said and pointed to the seats. I didn't look at him, just stared ahead. Most passengers looked away from my gaze but there were some that were to interested in what is going on. Why was there a soldier in the train, didnt the war end a year ago? I ignored them and made my way to one of the seats. I let myself fall down on the cushion because I was so drained. As soon as I felt the warmth from the carriage all my energy was gone and I just wanted to sleep. My eyes started to slowly close as I put my head against the window. The landscape went from fields to brick buildings. I completely fell asleep at the sound of the train riding across the tracks, lulling me to sleep.
My body jolted up as the train came to a halt. I looked around and saw passenger stand up. "Thank you for riding England Express with us. This is our last stop, Small Heath" . I breathed out a shaky breath. Home, I was finally home. I quickly stood up and ran out the train carriage. My adrenaline pumped through my veins at the thoughts of seeing my family. My feet connected to the cobblestone street as I ran towards the house on Watery Lane. I stopped and took in the house I grew up in. It hadn't really changed all that much. I stepped towards the door and pulled on the doorhandle. Right away I realized it was locked. This told me that no one was home. I looled around and then I knew my next destination. The Garrison. I quickly made my way towards the pub I spent many days in before leaving for France. There it stood tall, the Garrison. I walked inside and everyone turned around. I scanned the room for my family when suddenly I saw Aunt Polly. She was talking to someone and I walked up to her. The person she was talking to was Harry. As I got closer I saw his eyes go wide and he looked shocked, like he saw a ghost. Aunt Pol turned around and stiffened as her eyes met mine. She stepped forward and extended a hand to touch my cheek. "Zindelo?" She asked barely above a whisper. "Ello Aunt Pol" I said with a calm voice as I looked down.
(Tommy's P.O.V.) I heard everything go silent in the other room from our private booth. Me, John and Arthur all looked at each other. Our interst was grabbed and we all stood up, ready to see why it went so silent. I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw a familiar person stand next to Aunt Poll. "You're not dead" I said dry. I watched him show me his familiar smirk. Before he walkes closer to us.
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I wrapped my arms around him. I heard him sigh in relief and he grabbed my tighter. He made sure I was real and that he wasn't dreaming. We brought him to the private booth to talk and he explained what had happened to him. After that day he had changed. Well who didn't change when they came back from the war. He got more aggresive and demandig from people. It helped in our business. His new persona frightened people and we quickly started to rule the city. Him and I together became the leaders of the Peaky Blinders.
