This was important, Tharn knew that. But did he give an ass hat Shit about it?

No, he absolutely did not.

This was no way fun for him. Taking and making deals-
How boring...

But did he need to do it? Unfortunately, yes.

Yes because, his stupid brother decided to stay back at den.
Why?

His brother said and he quotes, "Somethings not right, I should stay back at the base. Take Lhong with you and call me if you need any help. It's about time you do the real stuff in our family business brother."

Bullshit. He calls absolute Bullshit on it.

Now don't get him wrong he loves his brother and all that crap but sometimes he wishes he could just slit that lazy asshole's throat. And this was one of those moments.

The more he thought about doing the negotiation stuff, the more frustrated he got.

In irritation he let out a growl, snapping his neck slowly. His whole skin was itchy, he needed it.

Lhong, Who was just sitting next to him saw the clear discomfort on his best friend's face, "What's wrong Tharn? Want me to help you with something?" looking at him in concern as he searched around to find something he could use to comfort him.

But all his concern dropped when he saw Tharn reach out his pocket, "Oi! You fucking idiot. Your brother and I need you to be sober for this deal, asshole!" Tharn turned to look at him with a triggered look.
'How dare he speak with me In that tone'

Tharn's mind said as he was thinking of different ways to torture his 'Best friend' here.

Now don't get him wrong. He loves Lhong. They have been here for each other for as long as he can remember. Lhong even joined their family mafia just because of him. But oh God! It wouldn't hurt anyone if he stabbed his best friend once in a while, now would it?

"Shut up Lhong." Tharn said in a deep voice, full of authority. Anyone who didn't know him would have ran for their life after hearing something like this from His's mouth, but ah! Like Lhong was a stranger to these things.

"I would rather you head shot me than stab." That got Tharn's attention. The eyes which were previously gawking out the window, as he took those poisonous drags from the joint now snapped towards Lhong, who just laughed at his sudden reaction.

"I know how you think Tharn. Know you long enough to guess when you want to kill someone, think about killing someone or have a strong desire to hurt someone but can't. You just showed the third emotion." Lhong explained as he continued laughing.

"Fuck off." Was all Tharn could muster as he throwed the barely half used joint out the window. Lhong ruined his mood completely.

"what happened? You usually don't display rude asshole vibes." Even though his face was bubbly, Lhong's voice displayed the clear concern he had.

"Stressed" Tharn replied in a simple tone. No emotion behind it as he continued to look outside the window.

The skies above them were dark, gloomy, and continued to have little tears as the pitter-patter sounds came due to the limo's roof they were in.

"You, stressed? Why? Because I didn't let you complete your joint?" Lhong laughed on his own joke as no one joined in. Not that he minded.

"Hunch" Didn't bother to look at the one beside him, as once again, Tharn replied in a simple tone.

"Hunch?" Lhong questioned.

"Hunch." Tharn answered.
This time when he said he actually moved towards Lhong, looking at him with concerned eyes.
For this moment only, all the asshole vibes left him alone as the gloomy weather outside enveloped his mood.

'What's up with this family and hunches today?' Lhong thought to himself.

Lhong also thought it was the first time he saw someone being this.... Off mood in a sparkling red suit.

The piece of cloth which was supposed to be a tie was actually doing the work of a scarf as it hung loose from his neck, his shirt collar displaced, and to Tharn first 3 buttons of a shirt never existed so he never bothered using them.

While this attitude was enough to make people around to beg for him, this kind of pissed his father.

Person working in the underworld or not, doesn't matter. To be a gentleman you needed to look like one.
That was one of the motives Tharn's father had and still does.

And nothing out of surprise, Tharn called Bullshit on that.

Just a look from his eyes was enough to make people weak in the knees, just a snap of his neck drove any human to the verge of sanity.

He never needed adequate behaviour. There was no need for it. And never will be.
He was sure of it.

"Can you please explain this 'Hunch' of yours." Lhong asked.

Tharn gave him a smug smile, "what will there be for me if I did?" Lhong chuckled, "My life long gratitude." He did a little bowing action before totally drowning in laughter.

To this Tharn himself laughed jokingly, "Shove your gratitude up your ass for all I care." Next thing anyone knew, there was a blast of laughter in the backseat of this limo.

"For the love of God! Please never change." Lhong patted Tharn's shoulder as he continued with his giggles.

Coming down from his high, "Never plan too." Tharn replied.
Lhong smiled at him. "Noice."

Soon the gigli atmosphere died down as they went to their casually mafia Don looks. You know, their normal expressions.

"I don't feel so good about this." Tharn said out loud.

"Come on man, you are 22 years old now for crying out loud. This is not your first time going to a deal. Just your first time to be the main man there representing our gang. Chill out~" Lhong moved his hands in a wavy motion as he said these somewhat comforting words.

"It's not about the deal." Tharn sighed.

"Wait what-" Lhong suddenly replied, raising his eyebrow.

"I still don't get why brother is making me do this..." Concern laced in his words he started to rub a finger against his thumb ring.

"Seriously this again? Come on man! I told you-" Just as he was about to continue his rant Tharn glared at him.

Best friend or not. He knew he should shut up whenever Tharn is displaying those eyes.
His first type of primary emotion.
It wasn't the most dangerous out of the all for nothing. Also being the most sensitive emotion he had.

One wrong tick and he will kill you.

Lhong was pretty sure about the fact that him, P'Thorn and Tharn's father, King of the mafia were the only people who actually survived this. That too only because they maintained their silence as soon as he came up with those eyes.

No one else ever survived. Ever.

Because, stupid idiots always ticked him off as soon as he showed those eyes. Thinking that he is way too emotional to think clearly, teasing him a bit trying to take an upper hand in the situation when in reality, even though he was emotional. He was emotionally driven to cause a massacre.

Growing up Lhong saw all the side Tharn had to offer. From a really little kid to the young adult he is now. During all those years Tharn maintained 3 main emotions:

•when he wants to kill someone
{The most emotion driven, aggressive}

•When he was thinks about killing someone
{The most calm one he had. Yet the most sadistic one he had}

•When he wants to hurt someone but can't
{This one was kind-of childish out of all he had.}

Third one he only showed to the closest of his peers. Which spoilers: weren't that much.
And the reason why the third one was so limited was because he doesn't bother giving second thoughts. He wanted to kill someone, he would kill someone.
Simple as that.

Maintaining his silence (he had no desire to end his life today) Lhong sat there up straight waiting for Tharn to continue with his words.

Seeing the stiff posture his friend had because of him, Tharn sighed and shaked his arms trying to calm himself down.

"Because of this...." he continued his long sighing as Lhong gave him a confused look.

Snapping out his stiff posture, Lhong reached to grab his shoulder to comfort Tharn. Just one firm grab and he realized how much stressed his poor friend was.

"I can't control my temper. Can I?" Tharn chuckled darkly as he continued, "I never did deals, I am more of a exterminator and you know that.
It's not that I am complaining. It's the position I love so much in our gang.
I get to be carefree and do stuff I love so much and nobody can do shit about it.

But today suddenly dad goes to outskirts to check if laundering is happening properly or not.
Why? Because he had a 'hunch'
He knew that today was a big deal to be made but he still went.

And then, my brother says he needs to stay put in the den. Why? Same reason, a stupid 'hunch' " Tharn suddenly stops mid rant. His eyes widens in sudden realization.

"What are you implying Tharn...?"

"Driver move fast!" Tharn suddenly roared. His voice being so heavy that in an instant, man on the wheel hit the accelerator and went full speed on the road.

"Tharn what the fuck-"
"Shut up Lhong! Shit's going wrong."
"What in the hell! you mean by that!?"
"None you will understand right now! but remember, Thorn is an asshole!"

Lhong just stared at him strangely. He held both of his hands on Tharn's shoulders tightly. Trying everything in his power to not fall down and get himself dirtied.

He tried to look into Tharn's eyes. Trying to study what he was planning in that psychotic brain of his. Even though he wasn't able to see his intents, it was clear his mind was going through phase one. Sadistic words were roaming inside his skull and Lhong wasn't exactly sure onto what he should feel in these circumstances.

Literally in no time after their conversation ended they reached the place. The bar where deal was supposed to be.

As soon as the vehicle stoped. A man rushed out and opened the door for the two.

Both stepped out and straighten their suits. Tharn threw away his tie cloth and ran a hand through his hair trying to calm himself a tad bit, before unleashing the hell he knew he was going to.

"Lhong listen to me closely, call for back up." Tharn said with heavy angered sigh.

"What-" Lhong's mind staggered along with his mouth as he tried to think of all the possibilities in which he would call for the back up.

"Just do it. Call from our near checkpoints from this area, not from the main den where brother is. Also, as soon as you do that and get the confirmation that the team is coming up, call Thorn. Ask him what's the condition there. Do this all for me will ya?" Trying to compose himself, Lhong just nodded and showed a determined look.

"Good. Now Stay outside with all the guards. You are safe here, I will go inside with just a few men." And with that he turned away. Taking sharp steps towards the entrance, he reached his pocket to take out something. But this time it wasn't a joint, oh boy it wasn't. It was something way worse than that.

Taking his hand out he held a black object, removing it's cover revealing a beautiful black blade with a edge of crystal sparkling blue. Which shined in this gloomy atmosphere.

Rain stopped by this point. Only heavy moisture winds roam in the city, taking the sparkling shine Of knife with it. Not to mention the dangerous fumes Tharn released. Lhong sweared if Tharn was actually facing him right now his eyes would be shining red in the blood he was about to spill.

"W-what... What are y-you going to do.... Tharn?" Lhong knew the answer. He knew it was absolutely useless to use his words in any way but it still felt like he needed a confirmation out of his mouth to come Back to ground and check his emotions.

"What I am best at." And with that, twirling his knife in his head like it was a drum stick he left to enter the bar.

Heavy angry steps towards the bar entrance as the knife moved flawlessly in his hand leaving not even a single scratch. He was trying to keep it clean so that it looks beautiful when he gets fresh blood on it.

Unfortunately as soon as he stepped on the entrance door 2 bouncers there stoped him with rest of the people walking behind him.

"You can't enter without proper authorization." One of the bouncer in black said. He putted a hand on Tharn's chest to keep him in place.

'The audacity of some Bitches' Tharn glared at the bouncer as a guy behind him started to open his mouth to explain why they were here.

Tharn raised his hand to stop his stupid mouth from spilling something. He was going to kill them all anyways he might as well have his fun out of it while he can. A warm up of sorts you know?

"We are “Siren's aíma”. We own this fucking city! And even the boundaries beyond. You dare ask us permit?"

"You are from Siren's aíma..? The Siren's aíma!?" Hearing the mafia name even the bouncer hesitated to keep doing his job and quickly removed his hand.

Tharn smiled at this week reaction of his. Taking the stuttering words as a sign and once again started with his steps but unfortunately was once again stoped by the second idiot standing with the clip board in his hand.

"I am sorry but you still can't enter. This is a very restricted area if you haven't understood yet. Also you aren't exactly a face the gang shows frequently. We would still need your marks."
All Tharn heard was blah blah along the lines with I am an idiot, kill me!

Turning his face to look at him, Tharn smiled. "Oh of course! I-" with a slight unknown movement to the two he shifted his leg a little, putting his weight on it before pouncing on the guard with a stab sideways on the blabbering idiot's neck.

Such power invested in it that you could see most tip of the knife from opposite side where Tharn stabbed. He barley held the knife as most of its hilt was deep submerged within the neck itself, painting his whole hand in a deep shade of red.

Blood dripped down on the perfect outlines of his veins, just giving the perfect amount of splatter on his face.

Beautiful
Was the only way Tharn explained this type of euphoria.

Oh the tingles he got as he saw his victims life flashing infront of him, trying to beg their last words but nothing except blood coming out from their mouth. The fresh smell of blood around him was more intoxicating then any from of drug he could ever snort.

Not to mention the salty air because of the recent rain was leaving it's own tangy flavor to it and he wasn't complaining.

"-understand. I totally understand your intentions gentlemen, no need to worry." Tharn smiled as with a slight jerk, he took his knife out. The crystal edge of blue danced with the dense shade of crimson. It was magical on it's own.

The idiot fell down with a plop. His face splashing in the mud water just Next to Tharn. Making his pants dirty. He rolled his eyes as he bent down to fix that but suddenly, there was an arm around his neck. Choke locking him.

The man making his grip tighter on his neck. Trying to pass him out but only got surprised when he saw no signs of struggle from the male in grip.

This wasn't the first time Tharn ever got in a situation like this.
When someone was trying to snap his neck or choke him.
By this point in life he was pretty experienced to hold down a few reflexive actions just to get a upper hand later. And it worked all the damn time!

The guard loosened up his grip on him to check how this was happening. In that very second, Tharn twisted his arm which dared touch him, sliced the skin open of the forehead, and forced his knife down in his eye which dared to look at him.

The man wailed in agony. And Tharn... Oh Tharn loved the free show he was getting! Wanting to give one final blow. He took the knife out, not expecting the bonus of eyeball coming with it.

Since It wasn't a very nice look on his blade, he simply just picked it out and throwed it away somewhere in the corner. Jerking the blade a few times to remove remaining eye particles on it, he proceeded to stab him through his ear. Damaging any sense of stability left within the man.

This guard too, plopped down with his head smashing in the puddle. Only difference here was, this idiot was very much alive and screaming with his mouth open, crying as the muddy water entered his eye hole. His whole skin burned as he wasn't able to lift himself due to the fact he just lost one of his balancing centers.

Taking In the sight, Tharn stood there and laughed. Taking sharp breaths as he enjoyed the painful melody played by the man below him.

Wanting to play a little more but knew that he had an actual job to do Tharn looked at the rest of his men, "Hurry up we got work to do!" And finally they all stepped inside the bar.

Bodies busted with blood around them as fireworks on a festival. Anyone who dared step in Tharn's peripheral vision faced the doors of death.

Man around him opened fired as chaos unfolded itself around them. Tharn being the center of it.

Each bullet that his men shoted went straight through a strangers neck, ensuring a good splatter behind it, as Tharn laughed in its beauty.

Soon enough they reached the main booth, to see the reason why Tharn went like this tonight in the first place.

As the men behind him continued their shots, Tharn snapped his neck and kicked the door down.

"WHO THE FUCK DARED TO-"
"Siren's aíma In this BITCHH~"

Tharn joked to reply the horse like voice. He took out his gun from the inner pocket and shot the guy right next to him.

Horse voice screamed as the man just shot fell on him, slowly sliding on his body till it hit the ground. A whole broad trail of blood on his clothes and look of horror in his eye.

All the hostess inside ran outside screaming and balling their eyes out. Many of them brushed through Tharn while making a escape for their life. He was this close to bashing their head out from his gun but he needed to save his bullets for what he was going to do next.

As the horse voice came out of his shock he looked Tharn in the eyes, at least tried to. More than a 15 step distance between, him being behind his desk and Tharn barley away from the gate. Even after this distance the man trembled so much that you could  see his eye balls shaking.

"S-s.. Siren's .... aíma sent you...?" Suddenly grabbing his face he screamed and wailed. "NO...no...nononono.. No! No you weren't... You! Weren't supposed to be here! That's not what the plan was! Boss didn't mention you being around!" his voice became more hoarse as he banged his hands on the table infront of him in horror.

"Where is your boss?" Tharn asked in a firm voice as he pointed his pistol to the man ahead.

"I-i can't tell y-you.... They.. Will-wil kill me! I CAN'T TELL YOU!" The horse voice screeched and Tharn just rolled his eyes. He was getting more irritated with this situation then he would like to admit.

There was still commotion inside as more people were trying to get out. Trying his best to ignore this all Tharn said, "Yeah sure pussycat, whatever you say. Let me ask you another question then. What is your boss planning? What is he trying to do against Siren's aíma!?" Tharn shouted in anger.

"I TOLD YOU THAT I CAN'T TELL YOU MAN! DON'T YOU GET IT!?"

Ok. Now this was getting extremely irritating. Especially when there was crowd of screaming girls running past him. 'Who needs this many hostess!?'

His eyes raged as he saw another girl bump into him. For some reason this one looked like she did it on purpose.
Forcefuly grabbing her hair, Tharn made her stood besides him as she started furiously moving her arms and legs around to get away.

"W-what are you doing...?" Crying horse (somewhat) collected his voice and asked him.

Tharn did nothing more than looking him straight in the eye as his hand with the gun positioned towards the girl in his grip.

"Tell me-" A shot to her leg and scream from her mouth,
"-what the fuck-" A shot to her waist and tears from her eyes,
"-Is going on!" A shot to her neck as her heart stopped beating.

Losing his grip from her hair, Tharn let the body fell down. "See pal, you are gonna die either way. Just spill the beans out and you might get a few last wishes if the information came out to be useful."

The crying horse man looked down one last time saying his prayers. He looked up this time more collected and said, "Alright, I will tell you everything I know if you guarantee that you will take care of my wife and kids for me." his breath all shaky but at least this time he looked like he can actually use some words rather than beg for his pathetic life.

Tharn rubbed the back of his neck, pretending like he was thinking about the offer. Doing a little spin on his heal, he looked the guys once again in the eye. Doing a little snap with his neck without blinking he replied, "Deal"

Hearing that man let out a heavy breath of relief. "Listen up now. Somethings happening up in the underworld. Someone wants to dethrone the 'Siren's aíma'. Your family and your people.

I don't know much but today was suppose to be a big blow for this plan. ⅓ of the team was suppose to distract your father back at a resort I think-" Tharn suddenly felt his heart clench. His world blanked out for a second.

'Lhong call me soon you dumbfuck' raced inside his mind as the wimp continued with the story.

"-Next was suppose to be your brother. He was suppose to come here and we were going to abduct him. That were the orders and that's all I know." Tharn also most choked on his emotions. Thought of P'Thorn getting kidnapped here horrified him. And till this moment he had no clue onto how his father was. 'Lhong update me soon you asshole'

"But the whole plan failed.... This was all suppose to happen while y-you.. The exterminator! Weren't aware about all this! But here you are, killing half of my club! How could this happen-"

'wait... Nothing was suppose to happen to me...? But why? That literally doesn't make sense.' Tharn thought about every logical reason onto why this was happening.

"Wait.... You said I was suppose to be unaware about all this? Like back in the main den?" To his question, the man who was asked quickly nodded.

"So there weren't suppose to be any attacks back at the main den?" Tharn's face twisted in questioning. The fact that someone was trying to dethrone their gang 'Siren's aíma' and wasn't even planing onto attacking the base on it's weakest point baffled his mind.

The man again, nodded his head quickly.
Even though the logic was weird, it atlest gave a confirmation that his brother was safe. Even though stats on his father were un clear he tried not to be pessimistic about it.

"Is that all you know?" Tharn asked with his sudden raised tone. Once again the man nodded, "I did my part of the deal now please take-"

Shot

"Thank you." said Tharn after pressing the trigger giving the man a headshot. Or in his words, a mercy kill.

Quickly turning on his heals he saw the guys who he came up with, most of them were standing at the gate only, "He told me to take care of his family, you know what to do." He pointed at one of his man. Who just nodded and went away to complete the given task.

"Whats the status here?" he asked another one of his man.

"Sir the back up just came in and took the situation, things are looking in our favor here." Tharn nodded at his answer. Telling them to make way and get ready to set course to back at home.

'Lhong you asshole! When are you actually planning to call-" His phone went off.

"Fucking finally!" Tharn almost screamed as he checked the caller ID and picked up the phone call.

"You dumbass when where you actually planning to call!-"

"Th-Tharn... "

The shaking voice Lhong had over the call didn't help the raising anxiety he was already having over this situation.

"Lhong what's the Issue-"

"Something happened tonight .....
Tharn,uncle-"

"My dad? What about my dad!" Tharn stopped in his tracks as he stood there trying to calm himself down About this situation.

"Your Father. .. Oh my gosh we need to rush back soon Tharn! Shits fucked here!"

And they indeed rushed.

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I am so fucking sorry for making this chapter this long! Please forgive me.

When I first started writing it I didn't even think it would pass over 1k words so I became descriptive in the first half but then I realized that I actually put a lot of weird shits in between because I can't actually focus on anything in this world.

Anyways thanks for reading my first ever TharnType Fanfiction.
I have never done a fictional piece with the characters who actually have their faces living and breathing.
*cough*MewGulf*cough* 

If anyone of you is wondering how Tharn's knife looks like here :

Now I am atlest planing to use it a lot in the story so go ahead have a good look at it.

Also I suck at languages and English is not my first language to begin with (like I know Hindi any better💀)
Please politely correct me up for spelling and grammar mistakes and put up with them thank you so much.
(I also have very weird thumbs that's why writing/typing stuff is really uncomfortable for me.)

Alright bye bye 💜