SCARS

CHAPTER 1

The loud ring of the Church bell resonated through the dark alleys of the town, indicating it was 12 o'clock of a chilly autumn night. But this loud resonation, though audible to the town people, remained inconsequential to the armed group of men, who were busy shooting the lives out of each other. Some were mercilessly firing with their AK-47s, some waited in the Exigency Back-up cellar with their Assaulting Rifles while some hid behind aluminium bars and lumps of wooden boxes with Ruger LCRs loaded in their hands. The Church Bell was a thing too holy to be brought up in this unholy deadly scenario but the irony is, this entire massacre was taking place inside the said Church itself. Well, from the exterior not a single soul will be able to make out that there's actually a massive underground cell below the Catholic Church.

"You deny one more time, you'll have two loopholes right through this motherfucking  shithead of yours", the painfully threatening voice of a man echoed through the cellar. He was probably in his late 40s, dressed in a shabby brown uniform with his revolver pointed at the head of the person in front of him. His stature was short but the cunning look on his face and the ugly crooked smirk at the corner of his lips would instantly scare away a normal person.

"Sure, try me", was the reply that came from the opposition's end. This guy, though not as intimidating as his opponent, had an unnaturaly confident aura which most often surprised the others next to him. He was all dressed in black according to the given dress code of their party, not to mention the gun in his hand. Most people couldn't decipher from his puppy-like features and friendly demeanor, the things he can do if he finds any wrongdoings.

"Seungmin, you sure you can handle him?", the voice of the leader of the SKZ body ringed in the earpiece of the said man. The leader, unlike the members participating in the gunshots, was in the Monitoring Room to register each and every move of their opponent and send secret orders in case of any emergencies. Even though they had to deal with criminals and sometimes do dirty businesses which concerned their lives, he still made sure every member of his body remained unharmed.

"No worries, Chan, I got this", Seungmin voiced back through his earpiece.

As the words rolled out of his tongue, a loud gunshot was heard, followed by another, and then another.

"Bold of you to assume I'd wait for your little chat to end", that darn annoying voice of the man from the opposition ringed in Seungmin's ears as his opponents kept on firing his men resulting in some of them being wounded and some...well completely lifeless.

Seeing the lives of the innocent men falling apart right in front of his sight boiled his blood with rage as he shouted a "Ready for action!" and started firing at his opponents along with his men. His precise aims never missed a target as the men on the other side started to drop off one by one.

Amidst this firing, all of a sudden a shot reached his shoulder as he fell on his knees because of the sudden pain. He slid behind a pile of boxes and tried to aim his gun once again but to add to his bad luck, it ran out.
Meanwhile, the firing continued and more men of the SKZ body started falling off.

"Shit", Seungmin cursed under his breath.

When he thought he almost met his doom, an inhumane gunshot echoed from somewhere near him, aimed at their opposition's side, followed by two more.
"You thought we'd leave you all by yourself to these goons?", it being more of a statement than a question, was said by the one of the now three men who were also dressed in black and who also somehow managed to gather near him in the meantime.

"Changbin, what're YOU doing here? Jisung? Felix? You guys were in this too?-" , was the only thing that Seungmin could breathe out to his saviours aka workmates.