Static was an arsehole. Of that he was certain. He was the vice leader of the most powerful gang in the centre, nobody could stop him. until he meets Yasha, that is.

Inspired heavily by Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo and Johannes Cabal the Necromancer

This is my first story, it will be shit, the story will be messy and my grammar won't be perfect, my "schedule" will be irregular as fuck, but I'm going to try, and I hope that counts.