"oh Look at those babies..." yoongi cooed.
"can you stop talking about assault riffles the same way you talk about kittens and puppies"
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blood and war are just catalogs of love and blunders.
Published- March 2022
~i make my own book covers~
He pulled against all the ropes with all his might, but it wouldn't give.
"Don't bother" a voice said
He looked up to see a girl bound up with the same rope, Although it was dark, he could see bruises on her face and bloody wrists.
"I already tried"
the girl slid down by the wall, sitting next to him, sharp moonlight hitting her face, her dry-musty hair falling on her face, he quietly took in her features, dry, bloody cracked lips, red-blue eyes, slight dark circles, a cut on her left cheekbone.
A silver necklace shimmered down her neck, a clear diamond in the center with bats around, The Phantom's hallmark, only the important members had it, he looked at the one around his own neck, his brain clicking, "m-Myra?" he asked her.
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her head shot up, she reached out her hands to remove the bangs from his eyes, to take a better look at the guy who had questioned her, she saw his dry sharp cat eyes, little blood on side of his lips, she had never met him, she was never in public like other children, how does he know her? he noticed her shakey eyes, holding the hesitation, he lifted his neckless up to her, "min yoongi, beyol's boyfriend".
"finally" she calmly breathed out, closing her eyes and leaning her head back, after acknowledging her, yoongi also seated resting his back on the wall, "don't worry I will get you out of here, Mrs. Kim..we will get you out" glancing at the cut on her cheekbone, Jin would scrape these bastards, he thought. It has been a while there was any gang war, he internally smirked at that, one eye on the woman beside him was gonna cause pools of blood, he was sure of it, he knew phantoms are a bit aggressive possessive over people and things which belonged to them, and she is the wife of the biggest mafia of the east, kidnapped from her own wedding, she is gonna get many killed, many handicapped, it is time for the world to see some blood sparks.
his head was still pounding by whatever drug he was put on, causing his ears to ring, he shifted his head uncomfortably towards the window. now listening to the rain padding on the window.
It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.
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The screen displayed, a woman reading out the report to their viewers, about the hot blood oozing on the streets, warning the common, the news of the bride and right hand of the phantoms was out, causing thunder, men with bat tattoos were out searching for both, it was announced curfew till further notice, the government had stepped out the very minute. The public was pretty calm, phantoms had arranged their necessities like groceries with announces of curfew, they were usually very civil clan but not so civil when put a hand on, they still took care of the city.
"so as I was saying Mrs. Kim, we still have a chance to get beyol and hoseok get married." the woman with red gems on her fingers twirled her hair around, sighing into the phone, "what are you saying Mrs. Jung?" the other woman replied from the other end. "why don't we plot yoongi in the shoot out," she said casually, the woman on the other end was also shook with her words, fierce son, walked in the room, harshly pulling her phone from her hand and smashing it on the wall, "WHAT THE HECK MOTHER" he questioned his mother's words, "darling I was just-" "Don't! Beyol would suck your soul out! and, and even I don't want to marry her.." he quite downed, at last, swallowing a huge lump in his throat and left the room
slow tear leaving his eyes, he knew the woman who raised him, was only trying to help him, but he didn't want it to be it like that, killing his best friend for a girl was too cheap for him, if he wanted that, he could have done killed him very long ago.
he was slowly excepting but all things around him were only making things worse, like now.
Blood runs out and is limited, but LOVE never fades and never ends, love is thicker than blood.
he knew beyol loves yoongi.
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Kim siblings stood in the room filled with multiple large screens, yeontan jumped in taehyung's lap, making himself all cozy, taehyung was typing on his screen filled with green-blue numbers and symbols, namjoon leaning on his left of the table all focused on the screen, jin sat on his right on a big leather, looking into specifically nowhere, beyol stood behind him arms crossed.
"so," he glanced at his twin, " a year ago, I had placed a chip on each one of us's necklace," now jin's whole attention oh him, jin rested himself on his arms bending on his knees, "it was a sample for tracker chip I had updated, which worked" he spoke with a slow grin, "luckily I dint remove it and used it to keep an eye on all of you" he snorted to himself, getting a smack from namjoon," so that is how you every time knew when I went out and crawled up on me", "both of you shut it for now" beyol spoke sternly, "yeah, so we know where yoongi and Myra at?" jin asked agreeing to beyol.
"Yeah, just a sec", taehyung zoomed himself close to the screen, "it's the red" taehyung announced just above a whisper, resting back on his chair, "those mother fucker" jin hissed.
all of them saw on the screen a boy resting his head on the table beside him hand-tied, with a girl in a similar position.
" brother, we got a blank canvas they left to paint with blood" beyol smirked, giving of the vibe she already weaved a plan.
blood and war are just catalogs of love and blunders.
