V syndrome (VMIN)

하나

Prestige


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Raindrops – stone heart – fate irony

This is the beginning of our journey…

Rain drizzle falling lightly after a strong storm hours ago.
That military four-wheel-drive vehicle makes its way, causing mud particles to fly through its wheels.

The soldiers gathered as the car reached the camp, lined up neatly and evenly, like the teeth of a comb, standing straight, looking forward, with a right arm raised to the level of forehead, an open hand, with fingers clenched…

It is a salute to the one who is coming, who has always been someone who strikes fear into the hearts of the battalion’s elements with a single look…

He was tall, with raven-black hair, a tan skin embroidered with sharp eyes and perfect lips, he has a handsome figure that captivates the onlookers.

With confident steps, majestic aura, and dark eyes he advances, the First Colonel, the leader of the northern colonizing column, into South Korea.
His real name is Colonel Taehyung Kim, nicknamed ‘V’ refers to the Greek number five because he gives his enemy only five seconds to defend and then Boom… blows his head off.

He is a person, to say the least, a thug who doesn’t know the meaning of mercy, and the word pity isn’t in his vocabulary.
Those who are closest to him swore that he’s heartless.

Speaking of those close ones, stepping behind him Lieutenant Kim Namjoon, or the monster as he is called, is a clever person, a traps monster, an expert in technology and explosives, the closest person to the colonel and his only friend, who's ready to sacrifice for Taehyung without hesitation!.

“Welcome, sir!” This was the voice of the battalion commander, welcoming the colonel. He nodded to him and advanced in his military uniform, aiming his eyes at the lined-up soldiers.
He walked towards the center so that he would face everyone and say in a hoarse voice, “Your success in penetrating the latitude of thirty-eight in record hours and the destructions and massacres you left there was impressive as a start”.

All the soldiers replied in one voice, “Thank you, sir!” he silence them by raising his hand, saying harshly, which sent threads of panic in their hearts…
“I don’t praise you‼ When you take over Busan and Seoul entirely and unite Korea under the banner of Pyongyang, only then can I praise you, and that’s your goal from now on, is that clear?!”
With one voice again they answered, “At Your command sir!”

“Where are the prisoners ?”
He asked, addressing the battalion commander, “On the way here with the soldiers, sir,” he replied quickly, catching up with the colonel who took his steps toward the ranks of the soldiers.

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That slender body ran swiftly through the woods, his feet bloodied by hard stones, and thick branches scratching the edges of his body, and when his strength waned, he fell to the ground on the muddy grass, panting with tears gathering in his eyes.

He imagines in front of him the spectrum of his parents…
“Jimin baby, go get the wood, the sun is about to set, your dad is coming and I’ll make food,” His mother said looking out the kitchen window.
“Okay mom right away!” the black-haired boy smiled innocently, leaving what he had of metal pieces he used to form ornaments with, according to his belief, and ran towards the forest.

He is an obedient boy and the child of his parents, a precious jewel.
He gathered as much firewood as he could and went back to find his father in front of the door unloading his load of their day’s food…

His father glanced at him from afar, raising his hand, greeting his little one with a friendly smile

Just seconds for that house to explode with everyone in it and next to it due to a flying plane missile…

The wood fell from the boy’s hands and his body threw away
He tried to stand with difficulty, shock appeared on his face and he was frozen in place when he saw the wreckage of their house…

The sound of people shouting woke him up, and they ran to separate places to escape the shots of planes and cannons.
He screamed with all his might trying to run towards his parents, but a neighbor prevented him by dragging him with them, ignoring his screams “Jimin, son, please hold on, we have to hide!” said the man, continuing to drag him down a wooden bridge to hide from the enemy elements.

It was just a group of people there under the bridge counting on fingers and Jimin crying silently, still in shock, it all happened in a blink of an eye.

“When it gets dark we’ll move towards the port,” said one of the men, a little old, and the others agreed.
When the sky was darkening, these people moved quietly from under the bridge, walking carefully one by one, along the river bank towards the forest, fearing that they would be surrounded by the northern soldiers.

After several minutes of sneaking they reached the entrance to the forest, only one step forward, and everyone including Jimin was surrounded by the soldiers who were following a trap and taking them captive.

The soldiers led the row of prisoners towards the camp, on the way there Jimin was moving slowly, his tears dried from his cheeks, the little one lost his parents, that broke his back and broke his heart, at that moment, dark features drew on his face, indicating only one desire, which is revenge.

At the first chance, he fled into the woods, pursued by the soldiers.
In just one night he’s hurt enough until his eyes stopped crying, he erased his fear and stopped his feelings, he held on to the lullaby his mother sang to him every night before bed and engraved his father’s words reminded him every morning before he went to work.
Just one night, took the boy out of light into darkness.

“Get up boy‼” This was a soldier's voice who woke him from his memories, pointing at his head with a rifle, and he had been caught again.

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“get ready‼” The battalion commander shouts to get the soldiers ready for examination by the colonel.
He advances with his steady footsteps as usual, and with the look of his burning emeralds, he penetrates between the ranks, examining the soldiers one by one, careful about the perfection of his battalion, cuz he is an example of the upright leader who loves the homeland.

He was about to speak but get interrupted by the sound of the oncoming truck loaded with hostages
“Sir, the hostages arrived,” said the battalion commander, pointing at the truck.
V nodded, straightening his eyes toward the row of prisoners, headed to the cells.

“soldier, advance!” Taehyung shouted at the soldier who ran quickly in front of his commander saluting, “at your  command, sir!”

“What’s wrong with that boy over there, as if he wrestled with bulls?” He asked looking at the boy with a wounded body, and bloody feet.

“It’s a citizen, sir. He tried to escape into the forest, but we managed to catch him”
Jimin raised his head and turned to the left, his eyes falling directly on the colonel’s emeralds.

They exchange looks for a second before he gets dragged into the cell

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Hello guys, I hope you liked the first chapter.