"Knight of Shadows, hmm? You were hard to find I'll give you that!" The brunette smirks thinking she caught her prey.

Titus throws a shuriken between the redhead's feet.

She drops the taser scared shit-less by the swiftness of the throw even though Lord Titus reeked of furmented wheat.

A quick click-snap is heard as the bartender points a 22-caliber Winchester at the brunette.

"Next one will be in your throat, so start talking!" Titus became irradiated by the ignorance of these amateur bounty hunters. He also senses the fear in the redhead's eyes.

'Must be regretting taking this job. I know I would if I was in their position.' 

The redhead, motivated by a mixture of shock and fear that she was still alive, starts to answer "We were sent by ... "

"He will kill us if we speak his name!" the brunette interrupts, staring coldly at the redhead.

"I don't think you get it! If you don't talk you will die right now! You know it is treason to make an attempt at a knight's life much less two?! You come to my bar and threaten my brother! Speak or you will die many times over!" Titus shouts, with an icy tone, in the brunette's face.

The display of anger sends chills down the brunette's spine. She looks at Lord Titus and then Sir Micheal.

'They are both 5ft 4in, broad shoulders, fit body type, very similar statures overall. One defining difference was the face, though they were nearly the same complexion the scars were the defining difference.

Titus has a very pronounced scar along the left side of his face, it cut from the bottom of the forehead down to the lower part of the eye socket; Micheal has many less pronounced scars along the cheekbone and forehead.

Titus has dark brown eyes nearly black, which made his temper that much more haunting; Micheal has cute green eyes making him slightly more attractive.

This wouldn't matter behind a mask no one could tell the difference then.'  thought the brunette.

 Hesitantly the brunette replies, "We were sent by Lord Crewe."

"He was the one who hired us to find and capture the Knight of Shadows. Told us that Sir Micheal was the one behind the mask." the redhead replies in fear hoping the truth would satisfy Lord Titus.

"Lord Crewe, the same running for the governor position? Doesn't surprise me in the least!" Titus downs the rest of his liquor and hands Micheal his Bourbon. Which Micheal downs in the same fashion as Titus.

"Mike, you know what to do!" Titus demands in anger.

Both bounty hunters' eyes blow up in shock knowing exactly what that meant for them.

"Please, Lord Titus, you said for us to speak or .. or ... we would be tortured to death multiple times! We spoke, we beg ... you let us live!" Both beg, in unison with tears falling from their clouded eyes.

"I didn't say you would live if you spoke, either!" a smirk forms around the upper ends of his lips.

"Brother, as much as I would enjoy these petty criminals to hang ... we will need evidence and witnesses to Lord Crewe's crime." Sir Micheal counsels his brother.

"Fine, Mike put them in the basement cell but make sure they have added restrictions!" Titus regretfully demands, wishing he could make an example of the two.

"Understood!" Mike, the bartender, two flashes and loud blasts fill the room. To which the crowd screams in horror and the music stops abruptly. As for the bounty hunters, they collapse to their sides gripping their left knees screaming in a pain very keen to death itself.

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A/N

Now you have a description of the main characters!

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by my friend  Aaliawrites