diamond hallucination || wooyoung x ateez ✔️

blast from the past

"Shit!"  San groaned as he bled out onto the floor.  "Why did I do that!?"  Wooyoung asked in horror.  "Do you...do you want to get back at Mingi for what he did to you?"  Yeosang asked with a small smirk ghosting his lips.  "What?  I want to get back at all of you!"  Yeosang rolled his eyes.  "Just come with me." Yeosang grabbed Wooyoung's arm and yanked him out of the bed.   "You will pay for this, you rodent." San whispered and wiped the bit of blood that ran down his mouth. 

Yeosang was dragging Wooyoung who could barely stand up on his two own feet, he stumbled nearly falling onto the carpet several times.  "Mingi!"  Yeosang roared, making a sharp turn down the hallway to his younger brother's room.  He yanked Mingi's bedroom door open and saw him stitching one of his wounds.  "Hello little brother."  Yeosang said with a little smile.  "What is it Yeosang?"  "I come baring gifts."  He said in a sarcastic voice.  "What?"  Mingi gave him a suspicious gaze.  Yeosang pulled Wooyoung into the room, who was just in a bloody white shirt since he hadn't changed, or got the chance to do so.   Mingi's eyes widened in horror.  " But he...how?"  Mingi asked.  "I turned him.  He's a new born."  "You...revived him?"  "I suppose...but not really because he's still dead."  "Why did you bring him to my chambers?" Mingi asked.  "So he can beat the shit out of you."  Yeosang pushed Wooyoung to the floor and placed his foot atop his lower back.  "Have fun." 

"Well....this is an interesting situation."  Mingi said, yanking his stitches together.  "Mingi I don't want to fight, I just want all of this to go away."  Wooyoung said.  "I cannot help you with that, I'm sure I could make it less pitiful for you...in some ways.  But unfortunately I cannot kill you.  I can throw you across a bridge or into the air but you will not die, all that will bring you is pain.  You'll just puzzle back together like the rest of us.  It's the worst torture....because the deeper the wound the longer it takes to heal.....but getting so many little wounds, it just won't work.  Now if you ever choose to per say, fall into violence, like Hongjoong has.  We have a real dog in the attic.  One of the pups from Youngjo's pack.  He's grown up now."  "Why would you take an innocent child away from their family?  This isn't fair."  Mingi chuckled.  "When you're dead nothing is fair my love.  However you do get to live by your own rules.  Kill anyone and get away with it.  It's not all bad, being a vampire.  It's just you'll never die until the end of the world, but even that I'm not sure about."   "Well I don't want to kill anyone, I have no purpose to be one of your kind, I don't want to be a monster like you because I'm not a monster!"   Wooyoung argued, crossing his arms over his chest.  "Not all vampires kill, there are plenty who go about living a normal life because they were raised in a clan not as disgusting and horrific as mine.  They learned control, kindness, trust, and so on and so forth.  Everything my mother was against.  Sick woman.  She deserved to die, but since that cannot happen, she should be tortured for the rest of her days."   "Your brothers have much different opinions on your mother than you, why so?" Wooyoung asked, sitting across the bed from Mingi, with a bit of curiosity sparking inside of him.  "She...she was vicious and cruel.  I just felt deep down that wasn't me, and when she learned that I wanted to be different, she put me through fucking hell.  That's why I just...lose it sometimes.  When I tried to hurt you, murder you, I didn't want to."   "What did she do to you?"  "Tons of things."  "Like...?"  Mingi glanced up at Wooyoung before attending to his ankle wound.  "I remember her cutting my stomach open and ripping out my intestines.  She made me eat them raw, had me skin myself and feed it to her.  She would keep me on a collar that had blades curved on the inside and it would dig into my neck. She laughed.  Every single time she laughed.  She slathered grease and meat all over me and had me stand in the woods, hoping that a bear or a wolf would tear me apart.  I had to stay outside for seven weeks, naked, on a goddamn leash, drinking my own fucking blood. Heaven forbid I cried, she would snap my limbs."  Mingi had tears streaming down his cheek as the sadistic images of his mother cackling down at him appeared.  "Mingi! Mingi snap out of it!"  Wooyoung yelled, lightly smacking Mingi across the face.  "What? What happened?"  "I'm sorry she did those things.  No one should ever have to go through that."  Mingi snarled at the young man, yanking him by the collar of his shirt, causing him to stumble forward and knock noses together.  "So Yeosang had you mentally beat the shit out of me, is that it?"  Mingi asked.  Wooyoung gulped and shook his head.  "I didn't want to...to mentally hurt you, I want to physically hurt you, all of you.  Because you most certainly did not deserve what that woman did to you, but for what you have done to me, you deserve pain." Wooyoung said, with a bit more confidence in his voice.  "Oh? A little bold now, are we? Don't forget who put you in this position. That was Yeosang, he suggested saving you, he bit you first, for heaven sakes he turned you."