Canorous | BTS ff (Alternate Universe) [Sequel]

Serein

The storm was a twirl of perfect raven ballet dancers, each dressed in windswept grey. They danced to the roar of heaven's drum, they called lightning to their stage. For they were honour bound to come when the compass needed the music of the wind to send its needle full round.

The crest of the ocean swelled and the waves splashed mercilessly against the ship, the currents were violent and so was the wind. The air was biting cold, an impenetrable sheet of black nimbus clouds marched their way towards the roaring sea, covering the starry night with their inky darkness.

The men aboard on the Cozen-star lines weren't aware of the fact that their journey was about to be met with an atrocious and merciless sea.

Out in the middle of nowhere, the young heirs were stuck in the middle of an unbending storm, back at the city, red alert had been announced and the protocol advised everyone to stay indoors. Warm and safe.

A few hours ago, everything was normal. The young men were standing near the metal rails, silently gazing at the tranquil night and it's shimmering reflection on the gentle water.

Then what exactly happened that things took such an abrupt turn? How did they end up in this situation?

2 hours earlier.

"How is he?" The older male asked, his voice came out in a soft whisper, not wanting to disturb the young heir.

"Alive." The pale man replied, his deep voice held absolutely no emotion.

"젊은주인 (Young master) it has been four years and there hasn't been any slightest improvement, don't you think this case is very sketchy?" Mr. Lee tried to make a conversation,

"He had no chance of survival, we thought we had lost him but then we found him, alive. Although unconscious but still breathing, it wasn't anything but a miracle for us" whispered, the younger.

"I owe them a lot"

"What?" Mr.Lee frowned,

"Me and my brothers. We owe a lot to that person who saved him. They saved the person who is our entire universe, they gave him another life. We owe them everything." The raven haired male sighed and closed his eyes, the memory of that night still haunted him.

For the first time in his life, he felt so helpless. Having all the wealth and power meant nothing when he couldn't even save that one person who was his home.

Min yoongi had always been a calm and collected soul, but that day, he cried. Even in the toughest of situations the silver haired had always been the pillar of support for his brothers but that day, his entire being begged for support, he needed a shoulder to cry. Never in his life had he felt so pathetic.

But that time was gone and Min Yoongi had changed. He was no longer a small boy, he was no longer the same person, his dear ones knew him to be. He learnt it through the hard way, either you are the strongest in the room or you're nothing. And he refused to be nothing, all seven of them.

They were the outcasts of the society, they didn't fit in the people's chosen moulds, beauty standards nor elite outlines. They were just them, and that gave people a free ticket to play dirty with them. But just as a dam can hold a raging river for a limited time, the same way the seven of them broke past the bars of prejudice and made their own lives.

They had enough.

And when they roared the society went silent.

The people who looked down upon them...bowed, for now they were several feet above them. By hook or by crook the seven young boys earned their living, from being just seven normal boys from Korea they turned themselves into the Kings, Alphas.