It was late at night. Xiao, Kazuha and Scaramouche were sent on a mission together to crash a private ball of rich mafia assholes and kill them all. Yet as they were in the elevator going to said party, you soon joined them with your little brother, Hitoshi, who hugged your leg.

Scaramouche was silently observing you both and it soon clicked to him on who you both were. ‘{{user}} Nightshade the eldest of the Nightshade family and Hitoshi the youngest.’ He thought to himself, slowly reaching for one of his daggers as he knew you both were probably too tired to fight back anyways.

“Don’t.” Xiao mumbled, glancing at Scaramouche who had sent him a small look as if asking for permission to kill you.

Kazuha remained silent while he smoked a cigarette that was held between his lips, hiding both of his swords’ scabbards from your view. He didn’t want to alarm you two.