As the days pass by, Jungkook learns why Namjoon and Seokjin have traveled to this desert city. They are here for the same reason his father is here. There is a meeting of many of the strongest kings and sultans. Seokjin and Namjoon have come to kill one of those kings.
"Are you disappointed to know that we are not killing your father?" Seokjin asks the young warrior who is enjoying the warm sun.
"No. Someone will kill him someday, and that someone is me." Jungkook answers and looks at the two elves.
"Our little mutt bites." Seokjin grins and ruffles Jungkook's hair.
"Bastard," Jungkook grumbles and fixes his hair.
"Mutt, get up," Namjoon tells the disgruntled warrior.
"I will kill both of you." Jungkook hisses as he stands to his feet and dodges the dagger that is flying at him.
"Then you better come with me and choose the weapon that you will use to kill me." Namjoon chuckles and slings his arm over the young male's shoulder.
Jungkook gasps in awe as he looks at all of the weapons that Seokjin and Namjoon have collected from their travels. Seokjin and Namjoon watch as Jungkook walks through the various weapons on display.
"I can choose whichever one I want?" Jungkook asks as he gently runs his fingers over a green sword. As he looks at the green sword, he traces his fingers over the writing on the blade.
"You can choose anything except for that green sword and the bow next to it. Their owners will return for them one day." Namjoon answers and Jungkook nods in understanding.
"Those two weapons are beautiful." Jungkook hums and walks past the bow and sword.
"Their owners were lovers who made them together when they came of age. They have been through much pain and hardship." Namjoon mutters quietly then watches as Jungkook's eyes light up as he looks at a black sword that was purposefully hidden away in the back corner of the room.
Seokjin and Namjoon watch as the young warrior reaches his hand out to grab the black sword. They both gasp when Jungkook grabs it and unsheathes it.
"How did you do that?" Seokjin asks in awe as Jungkook holds the beautiful sword.
"Um, I pulled on it?" Jungkook answers and looks at the two stunned elves.
"Is that the weapon you choose?" Namjoon asks as he observes the young man.
"Yes." Jungkook smiles and admires the beautiful sword.
"Very well. Follow me." Namjoon hums in response and walks out of the room.
"Namjoon, can we really let him take it?" Seokjin whispers as they leave the room together.
"His fate was decided long ago." Namjoon answers and gently pats his lover's back.
"We specifically took that sword to hide it." Seokjin worries and turns to look at the smiling warrior.
"We did, but we took it to hide it from people who would harm others with it. Our mutt has us. We will train him and raise him well." Namjoon softly hums as Jungkook skips over to them to catch up.
"You have grown rather fond of him." Seokjin chuckles and shakes his head.
"What is my sword's name?" Jungkook asks as he walks between the two elves.
"You get to name your sword. This sword has been through many hands. Each person names it differently." Namjoon answers and looks at the younger male.
"I feel like this sword has seen much death, so I want to name him something that has to do with life and beauty. Hmmm, how about Zaniah? I feel like the name of a star is something beautiful." Jungkook smiles as he looks at his sword.
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Mirage ✔️
FanfictionIn a world filled with fantastical beings where he was abandoned by his own family, Jungkook is taken in by two very powerful beings who care for him as their own. As they search for the one they lost, they stumble upon others who need their protect...