"I don't do shit halfway, sweetheart. You step in my flames, you'll burn to ashes!"
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The Kings of the underworld are in a bit of a predicament; their rule over the city is challenged as an old enemy...
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Hell is empty, all the devils are here. ~ William Shakespeare ___________________
When Taehyung walked into the hospital room, the first thing he noticed was her absent minded stare piercing the empty space on the wall across her bed. It was so intense that Bangtan's dealer felt compelled to check if there was actually something on the empty wall that bothered her.
"So the sleeping beauty awakens," he joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
Her eyes flattered to his and a hesitant smile tags at the corner of her dry, torn lips.
"How are you doing?" He asked softly as if not to disturb her.
"I'm pretty sure your handsome doctor already told you how I'm doing." She tried to smile reassuringly but failed.
Taehyung found it strange that in her situation she was the one offering reassurance.
"He informed me of your medical condition. You're healing really quickly," he nodded. "But that's not what I'm asking you. How are you doing?"
She considered it for a second. Taehyung doubted anyone had asked her that in a while, he doubted she'd had asked herself that in awhile, the confusion and sadness in her eyes attested to that. He watched her eyes water and her lower lip quiver, she was emotional, good. People who were emotionally vulnerable had a hard time lying to him.
"I'm well enough to talk," she said again trying to harden the tone of her voice.
Taehyung didn't insist.
He grabbed a chair and turned it around straddling it and resting his hands on its back. He made sure he'd leave a reasonable amount of distance between them before staring her down with cautious concern.
"Very well," he sighted. "Let's take this from the top, the other day you tried to escape from the hospital, you only stopped when you realized we were the Sons, you looked relieved. How and what do you know about us?"
Sons of Bangtan was very much know in Korea, Japan and China. Russia and America had also been aware of them and they were maintaining some businesses in Europe as well. But regular people there didn't know much about them there. It made Taehyung wonder how a young girl from Sweden could know who they were.
"I knew the Sons were the only people they feared. I saw with my own eyes how far they were willing to take things to keep you guys from finding out what they did."
"Who are the they?" Was his first real question tonight.
"I suppose Drangons and their followers," her voice didn't waver. "I don't even know where to begin."
Taehyung raised a questioning eyebrow at her uncertainty and she smiled.
"I bet you have close to a million questions?" she said. "I'm pretty sure I can answer at least ninety five percent of it."
