𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 & 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 | 𝐇𝐑𝐉

24

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
alone

“TY launched another mission for the DREAM sub-unit which is to attack and diminish the Seventeen main base, these days those greedy motherfuckers keeps doing dirty with Cherry High and more dark activities that includes human trafficking, selling of organs in the dark web and lastly selling high quality drugs that is very dangerous to intake” the calm monotonous voice of the leader seated in his perspective chair announced clearly while holding the red folder in his hands that came from the 127 base.

The rest of the young adults nod in response, eyes opened widely for each information they need to take before lunching a war towards the said base located at Incheon. Every crime that slip off the older's lips sends creeps in their whole body - feeling disgusted in the crimes done by the said group of men that freely move around the country spreading a virus that will destroy the community.

Minutes later, the ringing cellphone of the tanned male cuts the important meeting making the leader groan but let the younger answer the call when it the caller id says TY TRACK it is definitely a call from their boss that has connection with the mission they are going to solve. The evident shock and horror on the tanned who keeps his face blank sends confusion towards the rest of men in the dinning room, he nods and drop the call.

“Cherry High. Cherry High is bombed and is being eaten by a big fire that is already spreading to the other establishments in the area” Donghyuck informed with a slush voice while eyeing directly towards the highest official in the room who's eyes swirled with black and purple hue immediately standing up from his seat and slammed his balled fist in the table.

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Wheels screeching in the road pavement left black marks on the road before it's doors burst open revealing the gang members rushing towards the once bright building with its iconic big cheery bomb neon lights and pushia pink tinted walls suddenly turned into a worn out and wrecked building that is creepily standing on its original place - the big neon sign lays on the ground, pushia pink walls with black shades of the fire that ate the building, scattered windows etc it's w horrifying sight.

Around five covered dead bodies laying on the ground by being examined by the crime division and more dead bodies being carried out of the burned establishment. His heart clench as his mind turns into a scary sea of thoughts waves reaching high while being whipped by the harsh storm like thoughts torturing the Chinese as he starts getting dizzy, his eyes wanders in the place, feet glued in the pavement complete frozen and eyes wanting to cry.

Breath hitching as his left foot steps he continue walking like a lost five years old kid in a mall finding his parent and then immediately stopped when those things register in his mind. The Chinese find himself standing in the middle of chaos, a lot of people walking in their own directions completely missing out the lost soul standing there all alone, a whipping nostalgia hit him - it hit home, it is sickening, and overwhelming for the boy slightly shaking in anxiety.

It feels like the exact feeling 15 years ago, a terrifying memory for a six years old young lad in the middle of busy mall mentally calling for his yaya basically his second mom. The said boy shook his head to diminish the raging memory wanting to be played inside of his mind and continue walking towards the worn out building grasping on the door frame for a sigh then finally stepping inside the place the people working there knot their brows at the boy who run towards the specific door and to its hallway that leads to a door.

There he saw nothing but burnt papers laying on the ground creating ash, the porcelain vase is now scattered in pieces on the carpeted floor and the thing that caught his eyes the most is the gold plaque broken in two still on the top of the table. His hand grip the material his tears falling on the name carefully engraved in the gold surface - Lui Luna.