The train ride to Busan is quiet. Normally, going home would be a good thing but the closer they get the more Jungkook and Jimin dread it.
For Jimin, it holds the worst memories of his life and here he is walking willingly back into this place.
For Jungkook, it simply reminds him of when his parents threw him aside to fend for himself because he was the runt of the litter.
For Ara, however, it is rage. A lifetime of rage building for one person as she focuses her mind on him.
"Ara.." a soft voice says beside her, drawing her out of her rage. "Don't let rage control you and make you do a stupid mistake like underestimate him or anyone working with him."
Ara smiles at Shin, his voice really soft and quiet as he fades in and out of sleep. It is still pretty bright so he must be tired.
"I won't. You should rest. We need you to be okay." Shin smiles at her before closing his eyes once more.
Ara doesn't sleep the whole trip. Busan is only 2 hours away at best so it isn't to long before the train rolls to a stop and Ara shoots to her feet.
"guys wake up, we're here." Ara whispers, shaking Shin awake. They stir one by one, Shin being last to wake up, then file off the train.
"I can smell Channie." Shin says softly, turning and following the smell.
Ara knows the way by heart, the old dread building in her gut guiding her to the familiar hidden door.
"Nobody be a hero. Do not get yourselves killed to save me this time." Jimin opens his mouth but Ara Interrupts any protest. "this ends today. One way or another. He dies or I do getting you all out safely."
Ara doesn't say another word, simply opens the hidden door and crouches her way down the stairs, leaving everyone else to trail silently behind her.
It's eerily silent, much like that day she got shot. This time she can sense the medicine everywhere and she isn't sure how.
"Yoongi, you go with Hobi and Namjoon to look for Chan with Shin. Kookie, Jin, Jimin and Tae, free as many hybrids as you can and for gods sake be careful."
"You're taking him on alone??" Yoongi harshly whispers, the sentiment echoing in the hallway.
"he's mine." Ara growls before kissing each of them and making her way through the hallways towards the stench of her appa.Ara checks his office on her way through and doesn't see anyone so keeps going. She spots random workers walking along so quickly ducks into a nearby room, cursing that it's not a very big room.
The workers walk past as if not smelling her at all, which is odd. She peers through the door as soon as they walk by and quietly sneaks out.
She stops dead in her tracks when a pair of bare feet stand there before her. She raises her gaze up the body slowly, nearly collapsing when she sees the face she never thought she would again.
"he's waiting for you." Beyongkwan growls out, sounding so familiar yet.. not. Something is wrong with him, very wrong.
"B-Beyongkwan..." Ara whimpers, her heart lurching in her chest in happiness and dread. Dread at how he may be alive or here right now. "I thought you were dead..."
"shut it, hybrid." He snaps, alerting Ara that something is very, very wrong.
He grabs her arm and all but drags her down the hallway and towards a room filled with terrible memories.
"ah! Number 2, thank you for bringing my daughter back here." The man comes into view and Ara has to bite back the growl.
She yanks on BK's grip on her arm but he doesn't budge. Instead 2 more come and hold her firmly in their grasp, dragging her to the chair that lives in her nightmares.
YOU ARE READING
Jamais Vu
FanfictionThis is a hybrid ot7 fanfic! What happens when 8 outcasts, banished from their packs for various reasons come together to make their own pack? can they survive the hardships of being an outcast with other hybrids who speak to their animal sides in a...