So stuff has been going down and I'm so upset right now but it'll be fine as long as the one I love is safe but I don't know if she is.. when I'm upset i write. This is kinda a song fic for the song "Gears and Steam" by Pandora Celtica who performed at Dragon Con (which I went to)
The clock ticked.
Ty sat on his bed, his mother crying in the other room. His father was horribly sick, but they had no money. He sat there, deep in thought. If they didn't get any money, his father would die... Making up his mind, he reached under the bed, pulling out a leather belt with multiple guns strapped to it, the favorite being a pistol close to the front.
He pulled on my brown cloak, concealing the weapons as he walked downtown. A man with jewels and a full belly wanders down an alley. Ty follows, pulling out his pistol. The rich man heard the click and turned around. Ty caught his eyes and pulled the trigger, the last thing the man saw was Ty's ciold eyes.
The silent bullet imprinted into his heart, killing him instantly. He fell to the ground. Ty walked over and pulled off the jewels, took the money out of his wallet, and even the seemingly expensive brown and black clothes.
He turned, ignoring the dead body. He needed to look as normal as possible, keeping his head down as he walked out of the alley. A few minuets later, he heard a scream and sighed. He distracted himself by looking for his next unfortunate victim. There was an old woman, hobbling down an alley. He followed, and shot her. He did the Sam as he did with the man and left the alley. Once again, there was a scream, but someone must have seen him because he heard someone scream "Catch that murderer!" Pointing at him. He ran down a few alleys, knowing that they'll never catch him. This wasn't the first time that he had murdered for money, and so he knew how to get away. The screams died down and there was only one person on the street, a tall man with brown hair. He had on all black, like a mourner. Ty didn't know if he had any money on him, for he was quite young, but he saw a gold and amethyst amulet and followed him into the alley. The boy turned around with wide eyes at the sight of a gun, and Ty hesitates as he saw the boy's face. His eyes were golden, and Ty knew that he could set him free from his life of thievery and criminal activity. He thought about his father, and knew he could be a thief or a lover, but only one. He couldn't imagine killing this amazing boy who had stollen his heart though, and made a choice that would doom his father. He slowly put the gun down, reaching for the boy's hand.
He couldn't react before he was shot, laying on the ground. He saw the boy's beautiful eyes, cold and angry. Ty smiled, at least the boy was his last view.
'I hear the ticking of a clock,
Time marches closer than a dream,
With air ships circling the dark
A world of violence and steam
This perfect boy of
Gears and Steam,
This lonely clockwork boy
I know, he'll set me free'
Oh, did I not mention it was steampunk?