The Shadow's Oracle// A BTS Fanfiction

Chapter 20

"Listen old man," Yoongi growled through the phone, "I know you have shit to do, but to leave us for this long, not respond to any of my messages concerning our fellow hunters, and the icing on the fucking cake, dumping some random, inexperienced kid with us... the least you could have done was give us a fucking warning."

His voice grew louder the further he went into his rant, his usually soft-spoken voice was long gone. The old man didn't even get the chance to say hello before being berated by the younger man. Yoongi heard a sigh on the other end of the phone before the old man spoke up.

"Listen kid, there is a lot going on and things are not going well at the moment," His voice was monotone, lacking any emotion. No worry, no fear, not even exhaustion could be detected behind his words, "I sent someone because I thought you could use the help. You seemed to need it with all the late nights you all have been pulling. Not to mention the lack of free time between hunting, scouting, and training."

Yoongi's anger was still on the rise, but the deep breath he took leveled his head slightly, "Do you even give a shit about us anymore!?" He paused for a moment, but nothing came from the other end. "It's obvious you don't! If you did, you would have called sooner to help Kate! Not only that, Jungkook nearly died! Lexi got hurt! I can't do this by myself!"

"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to figure it out. I don't have time to babysit you three anymore with the increasing numbers of attacks. If they need a leader, then step up." Yoongi rolled his eyes as he let out a berated sigh, but before he could even respond, the old man spoke again. "I'm sorry I have to go before they catch me. Take care of Yeonjun." Yoongi could barely hear Jeonsa speak. He heard the click of the line going dead before he could even ask who 'they' were.

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"Ah fuck guys," Hoseok groaned, as Taehyung and Seokjin threw him down onto the kitchen table. The rush back to the house seemed to drag on, Seokjin and Taehyung were too preoccupied being worried about their packmate. Once they had made it through the wall of trees, they had all shifted back into their human forms; Taehyung and Seokjin shouldering Hoseok as the bullet lodged in his shoulder weakened him considerably.

"Taehyung, grab me the tweezers so I can pry the thing out of him." Seokjin spoke softly but the furious tone in his voice revealed his true feelings.

"Already on it," Taehyung dashed quickly to the bathroom, returning with the pair of tweezers in question. They were much longer than the measly pair you'd find in the beauty section at a convenience store. It was a good thing because the bullet seemed to be lodged deeply in the man's shoulder.

The wound itself was starting to look gruesome, the blood had refused to stop its flow since the bullet had come into contact with his shoulder. Normally, their quick healing factor would push out a normal bullet and close within minutes, but this bullet seemed different.

Seokjin sighed, "This is going to hurt."

"I'm not an idiot you kn- FUCK!" Hoseok cursed as the tweezers entered the wound. His eyes flashed golden as the pain in his shoulder amplified. He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes, "I swear to god, I'm going to murder those guys the next time I see them. Sharing beers around a fire means nothing to people anymo- DAMN IT."

With that, Seokjin managed to pull the bullet out of his open wound. As soon as it left his body, the bleeding stopped within seconds. He held the tweezers up under the kitchen light, the bullet still in its grasps. As the light hit the bullet a look of realization appeared on his face. He spoke with a sigh, "Silver."