Rewrite the Stars [ Taekook ]

7

4000 YEARS AGO

"You are so confident for a person who is handcuffed in an enemy territory, Valrian" the big man who captured me uttered, his voice dripping with venom.

My name's Taehyung, I want to correct him but I bit back my words. I am a member of Zalriya, a tribe that is so close to extinction. That big guy and the other two big guys beside him are members of Scornia, another tribe that's close to extinction.

When kingdoms fight wars of glory, we tribes indulge in petty fights. It's children's play compared to the kingdom's war.

The only difference between Zalrian's and Scornian's is that, our magic is harmless and theirs could be harmful.

"I can kill every one in this cottage before they get a chance to get to their feet. Skills like that do wonders for a person's confidence, don't you think?" I snickered.

Obviously I lied. I wouldn't be able to kill them even if I wanted to. My powers are useless, but they don't know that, I could play them.

He scowled.

Getting on people's nerves is also one of my special skills. I fight back the smile that's forming on my face.

"Your powers don't work in here" his voice wavered, he is doubting the power of the sigil he drew on the door.

I got him. "Are you sure?" I smirk.

I still have a chance to escape. They tied only my hands and its not even behind my back. They think I'm harmless without my powers. How naïve.

I just need to stall till my best friend gets here. He must have a plan.

Before the man could step forward, loud sounds of men talking and horses walking were heard. It is not my doing but I can make it mine, "Look at that! Are you sure that my powers don't work?"

"Who did you call? are they your tribe? We will kill them in front of your eyes and we will kill you too. Do you think you can escape?" Big guy number 2 sneers.

oh no. What if it's my tribe? what if my friend bought them? I need to warn them.

my mind went blank and I screamed, "AAAHHHHHH"

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Jungkook p.o.v

Standing in front of a bunch of theives, unarmed and vulnerable in middle of a forest was not in my today's agenda, nor was it a wise plan.

If I die here and my Father, the King comes to know of it, would die of embarrassment. What kind of Prince would die in the hands of a mere theif?

Even I would be embarrassed. Years from now if the descendants of Jusan read about my death, I want it to be marvellous. If I die young, let it be a death of glory and pride.