Blood

Dan was never normal.

Even as a child, he always had weird urges to see people in pain. He never loved or even liked anybody in his entire life. Now as a 37 year old man, he'd never been more alone.

He had no friends, but people around his age had families, good jobs and decent lives. But him? He had no family and had a crap life. But he had a job but not a good one. He was the leader or a gang.

Now, this isn't your typical gang of young men trying to be cool or just a few fights every so often. This was a gang. They hurt, they destroyed and they killed. It's just the way their world worked.

The only remotely close person he had in his life was a man named Christian Martin. The two were very unlikely friends. They were close to the same age, Christian being less than a year younger than him. But he was clean cut, sharp blue eyes, a dazzling smile, pale skin with black hair, always perfect where Dan had a way more rugged appearance, longish brown hair, a messy beard and dark eyes.

Everybody would think that Christian would get the girl. Not only is he far more attractive, but he is the nicest person you'd ever meet although he was part of a gang. But that's not what the gorgeous, rich young girl Isabelle liked.

Isabelle Hanson was 24 years old and beautiful. She had long blonde hair, light brown eyes and lovely creamy skin. Every man wanted her on their arm and every woman wanted to be her. Her mother was the owner of Hanson, a extraordinarily successful clothing company, and her father was the owner of an entire airport. They were millionaires.

See, our story here begins were our two young men Dan and Christian decide to break into the huge mansion of the Hanson household and steal as much as they could when they believed nobody was home. But, there she was. Isabelle.

And the second both gentlemen set eyes on the girl, everything changes.