Moonchild finding his moon

Crescent moon pt.2

"How could you, Hoseok," Yoongi holds his hands in tight wadded fists, high flames burning up from his palms.

"Yoongi don't, you know why," Jisoo tries to calm him, letting out some of her pheromones to try to help.

"Stop it!" He yells feeling what she's trying to do. "You know Seokjin didn't do anything wrong, that human, it's his own fault for falling in love with a god."

"Seokjin broke the law between human and divine being," Jisoo summons her bow feeling threatened by Yoongi's eyes turning their demon red.

"ENOUGH!" Hoseok's voice radiates in the clouds. On his throne of gold he keeps his head down in a slump, his index and thumb putting pressure on the bridge of his nose. His thoughts swirling and moving like a black hole.

All he can think about is how his power has become so weakened, how he could not sense what was happening down below. However there is a matter more pressing to him now, the human he has chosen to lead humans in the predicted battle to come has seemed to be rejecting his fate. Namjoons blessing has begun to wither. The Moonchild is in danger, but could a simple love really cause such a disruption? Hoseok isn't so sure himself, there's something in the shadows he's missing.

Hoseok looks at Yoongi and grabs his attention, "Yoongi, I feel a storm, a black cloud looms over our people. The god you once served has begun to move," Hoseok speaks of Yeonsin, the name making Yoongi's eyes turn enraged and his flames smolder. "Find out what it's after and bring that demon lord down at all costs. Seokjin will be your reward,"

Yoongi's eyes go wide hearing Hoseok call Seokjin a reward but he looks over his shoulder to the ice prison made to keep Seokjin asleep till he's awakened by Hoseok's light. A sleeping Snow White ready to be kissed awake by true love's kiss. A romantic image for a prison.

"I'll do whatever it takes, my lord," Yoongi bows down to Hoseok in submission to show his devotion, no matter how enraged he is inside, to both his master and his old.

- - -

Yeonsin laughs as they watch Namjoon's body change. Yeonsin's form no longer in the shape of a woman but in the gods true form, a demon with gray ashy skin, blonde hair put in a messy topknot and black tar oozing from its hands and feet with no gender or feeling within its 7 foot body. The demon god is a shapeshifter, using its many forms to gain human trust and exploit it to eat human souls and suffering.

The sound of glass shattering behind, Yeonsin switches into the form of the blonde demon woman. Chief Kim, Namjoon's father, looks upon the demon with familiarity and horror. "You," he recognizes this form of the demon.

"My oh my, the chief is still so handsome, you never came to me with our son as you promised so I thought I would make a little home visit."

"Namjoon is my son,"

"Wrong!" the house begins to shake, "Just as we agreed I gave your wife a child, possessing her body I planted the child within her womb, Namjoon is my child."

Chief Kim's knees buckle and he drops to the ground, "I- I didn't–"

"Disgusting, you sicken me," Yeonsin looks down on chief Kim like a dead bug on the ground, "I had higher expectations for the father of my son,"

"Dad," The sound of Namjoon's voice makes chief Kim stop breathing. Namjoon struggles to sit up out of bed, his body heavy, aching all over. Sweat dripped down his exposed chest. "Is it true? Is what she said all true?"

Yeonsin develops a crescent moon smile taking over her face. Kim looks into his son's eyes, red, cold and untamed, piercing through him like a sharp dagger. The truth could not be more clear, all were deceived.