The Nightwalkers - Onhold

They are famous in the Underworld.
They are seen as people in black.
Every criminal alive has heard of them.
Every mafia live in fear of them.
Every citizen has only heard rumors of them.
Every police officer knows better than to disrupt their missions.

They are the Nightwalkers.

There is one rule obvious. "Stay away from the NIGHTWALKERS."

-An Extract From the Story-
Alexie had known Sheila for almost twelve years now. The first time they had met, they were innocent, carefree three-year-olds. She also remembered how Sheila - who lost both her parents at the age of five - had stood at the funeral by herself, grieving silently with her shaking heart, until her uncle had arrived. She remembered her friend's expression on that day; it haunted her. Those once-bright eyes had lost their shine, as if she were walking among the dead. Greeting the people there and murmuring "thank you for coming", this ink-dark soul had stood out among the other people with her silent paleness and beauty.

Alexie still remembered the way Sheila had quietly smiled at everyone. What no one noticed was that her smile had looked forced.

Story cover by @Magister-Kami-dono