F*cking the Enemy

18

    After 48 hours of nonstop work, coincidentally, there was an ATRAZ event planned for the following night: some sort of masquerade ball, which certainly complicated things, since you intended to get everyone's identity in that party. You still didn't know if you were going to be able to get in, even after you had made sure to be seen in public places with Huxley while wearing a wedding ring. According to Huxley, he had sent them an email regarding taking his new wife to the party but hadn't heard back.
Jungkook had been pretty understanding about the fact that you needed some time to get back to him about his love confession, and your lovers seemed also understanding about how busy you were, until the windy Saturday night of the event arrives.
You're barely clothed in a long elegant silk black dress that cinches your waist, and no bra. Hopefully this number will get you through security...
You meet Jungkook, Seokjin, and a special team consisting of 50 men armed to their teeth, standing by in a warehouse close to the ATRAZ venue to finesse the final details of your plan; but you have a bad feeling about tonight... Jungkook also seems more concerned than usual, seemingly opposed to you showing up to the party without him, but him there would completely ruin your cover.
-I can't let you do this...- he pulls you aside once the conversations subside -...what makes you think they don't know who you are by now?
-It's a masquerade ball or whatever... my face will be covered...- you respond not too convincingly.
-So? they could still know, Huxley could have betrayed us...
-He's been watched 24/7, there's no way...
-I just...
-I'll be ok JK... I promise...- you interrupt him while holding his hand tightly, anxiety bubbling up inside you.
His bangs conceal his doe eyes, as he presses his pierced bottom lip against his top one... It's been a rough couple of days also, with him parading his attractiveness all the time, and you morally unable to do anything about it. Not to mention trying to conceal the nerves from the task at hand without knowing what to expect.
-...So everyone go to their spots and stand by...- you listen to Seokjin dispatch the forces and march to your corner, where he taps your shoulder solemnly, indicating it was time to go. He seems more serious than usual, but still trusting of your plan.
You almost have to yank your hand away from Jungkook's grasp to leave to the meeting place where Huxley's car is parked, him inside, a nervous wreck. He barely even registers you once you get in the back seat next to him and say your brief hellos.
-I hope you know what you're doing... these people know everything... they have connections everywhere...- Huxley addresses you with apprehension in his tone.
-Look, I'm just going in, recording everything that goes down in there and we'll see what happens... If it's not safe I'm not gonna risk anyone's life...
-You don't want to know what happens in there...
-I have an idea...- you respond obscurely, expecting the worst -...but why did you join? You don't seem like the bloodlust type of guy to me...
-These parties are just for entertainment, to network... the real mission of Atraz is to better the World we live in, purify it, by weeding out the undesirables...
-Huh?
-Punishment... our Director believes that harder punishments on evil doers are needed to improve society...
-So he punishes them himself...- you infer with curiosity.
-Well, yes but... not exactly...
-Seems like a psyco... and a hypocrite...- now your brain scrambles trying to make sense of everything. If your serial killer belongs to Atraz, that would explain the reasoning behind his actions and also him knowing all the victims. Maybe he has infiltrated the organization and is trying to destroy it from the inside.
As the car comes to a full stop in front of a black shiny door guarded by an animal of a man, you signal Huxley to open the car door for you, in an attempt to not lift suspicions.
Your face is concealed by a silken black mask and the dark pendant platinum necklace you're wearing camouflages the tiny camera perfectly as a piece of the jewelry.
The tall, tank looking security guard looks you up and down before stepping aside with a solemn 'Mr and Mrs Huxley...'
The door opens from inside to reveal a magnificently decadent room with chandeliers of golden light and marble sculptures. In some areas there's elegant seating and even expensive looking beds adorned with silk and warm decor. Exquisite flower arrangements and classical paintings everywhere accompanied by jazz music and pretentious conversations from what seems to be at least a hundred people, mostly men, and a few ladies here and there.
-What now?- your companion whispers while you casually grab an Hors D'oeuvre with what seems to be caviar on top, but you can't be too sure.
-Introduce me to people...
A few minutes pass by and you have met at least 10 or 20 sleazy members before a crowd of the most beautiful girls you've ever seen, and even a few shirtless boys start appearing in the ballroom wearing no masks, barely any clothes and big smiles. At the same time the wait staff starts offering all kinds of drugs on their trays in the form of powders, pills, weird looking drinks, vials... things you've never even heard of before... After an hour, inhibitions slowly start to get thrown out the window and half the people are unmasked, seating across the room in the velvet sofas and beds, being given naked lap dances and a few, straight up having sex.
-That's gross...- you hear Jungkook's familiar voice on your earpiece and it helps you stay grounded.
Trying to disguise your disgust from the scene of flabby old men having sex with teenage looking prostitutes was one thing, but when some started to slap the dangerously young girls accross the face it was like the vulcano waiting to erupt inside you was about to burst. Who knew what was going down behind the doors of the private rooms around the ballroom...
When you thought you had seen enough, the amplified voice of someone unknown announced something through the speakers.
-Now, ladies and gentlemen, if you wish to partake in the main event, please follow me with your dates to the Coliseum!
A huge set of doors opened up at the back to reveal a circular seating arrangement that progressively sunk down like bleachers. A mini version of the Rome Coliseum that could still seat hundreds of people. In the middle, some sort of fighting pit with stadium lights and festive music.
A lot of the members, already unmasked, looked excited, some apprehensive, but mostly anxious. Huxley wasn't next to you, you had lost sight of him during the commotion and you were still wearing your mask, you didn't take it off since it somehow provided a sliver of comfort.
-We have selected the best for tonight's competition! The winner takes a million dollars with them... and the rest, well, you know what happens to them...- that same voice spoke, followed by the cheers of the people in the audience.
After that, 20 poorly dressed individuals, including two women, were introduced to the audience, one by one. Apparently they had all committed some sort of horrible crime, and seemingly wanted to be there, yet a few didn't look so sure, to the point of trying to run back to the door they had came from; but the security guards were pinning them in their spot.
-They will all be paired in the first round, and the winners will be paired again, until the end! Contestants, for the first round the task is easy, kill your opponent however you wish, but at the end... you have to take out their heart and EAT IT! Or else...
-What?!- you hear Jungkook's voice at the other end while you feel like you're stuck watching a live episode of Squid Game. Murmurs break out around you and even some triumphant laughs... What kind of twisted group of people enjoys this sort of thing?!
-I've seen enough... Arrest everyone...- you whisper to Jungkook.
As they're being handed all kinds of sharp weapons, festive music continues to play and you look around to watch everything. You notice a section where the seats are slightly different and surrounded by elegant ropes and velvet curtains. On the center, sitting in what looks like a throne, with his elbows against the armrests, there's a tall and lean black and wavy haired man, still wearing a mask and resting his head against his hand. It makes you gasp in horror because you know exactly who that is. Even if he's wearing a mask, you have memorized every inch of Taehyung's silhouette.
You get up, having seen enough, and ready to throw up. On your earpiece you hear some sort of commotion as well.
-Something is not right, I can't get an update from anyone... - Jungkook sounds out of breath.
-What?!
-They knew we were coming... GET OUT OF THERE, NOW!
You get up in a hurry and look around you to find an exit. Luckily you had learned by heart the architectural plans of the venue the night before and knew exactly which door to go through. The only problem is that there was a guard blocking it, you walk up to him, looking as innocent as you could...
-The bathrooms are that way ma'am...- you hear him speak but once you're standing close enough, you take one of the pins from your hair and stick it in his throat in a motion that's so fast, he couldn't even see it coming.
The pins had enough tranquilizer to make a horse faint, so once he's passed out, you use his key card to go through the door. The only problem is that 2 other guards are waiting for you at the other end. Once they take a look at you, they point their guns at your head.
You duck and slam the first guy making him loose his balance, then kick the gun out of the second one's hand, while elbowing the first one in the face. The first one tries punching you, but you dodge him with ease and grab his head to kick it with your knee while the other one is too occupied with his bloody nose.
-BITCH!
You inject the both of them with your pins, making them collapse, but 4 other guards appear after them. Just when you think this might be the day you die, a deep familiar voice comes from behind them.
-Don't you fucking touch her!
The four men step aside to make way for Kim Namjoon as you heart stands still, unable to believe your own eyes... This can't be happening...
-Sir, she knocked out these two... I think she's a cop...
Namjoon looks at the unconscious bodies in the ground and then at you...
-Leave...- he uttered menacingly with his husky voice and you can't help but feel a chill down your spine.
Once the guards obey his command, he grabs your arm and forces you through the same door you had crossed a few moments before... back to the coliseum.
-I can't believe this...- you say with tears running down your face as he guides you through a long corridor now.
-You both are disgusting...- you continue in shock. Pain like you've never felt before stabs your heart but he doesn't even bother responding.
After a few seconds you enter a room, some sort of lavish office with a lounge area where he finally lets go of you...
-How could you?!- you snap at him.
-Look, I'm as disgusted as you by what goes on in here but we don't have much time, we need to leave...
-Do you seriously expect me to go with you anywhere?!
-It's not what you think...- he takes a breath and blinks heavily -...Taehyung created this as a way to eliminate the worst of the worst, lure all these powerful bastards in and... I supported him at first, but not anymore...
-What?!
-He's the one who's been killing them...- Namjoon says before you sink in the chair behind you.
-He's the killer...- you mumble to yourself unable to process all this new information.
-He's gone haywire, God complex... it's like he's not even human anymore... He wants to murder all of them out there... I thought it was gonna be a handful of people only at first, and that's why I helped him... I should have never allowed him to get near you...
You remain silent, unable to even blink...
-He wants to kill them all, tonight!
-Oh my god...- you start spiraling, how is this possible?
-He already knows you're here, let's get away now...
-I'm not going anywhere with you!!! You used me to get information!!!
-No! I didn't know you were working these cases until it was too late!!!
-YOU SAID YOU WERE FALLING IN LOVE WITH ME!!!
-I AM in love with you! That's why I'm taking you away!
-NO!!!- you say firmly, walking further from him, as his imploring eyes stare at you.
In that precise moment, the door of the office opens and the impeccable shape of Taehyung's figure emerges through. The air feels 10 times heavier, and you swear even the lights flickered, like Satan himself had arrived.
-Well, well.. What do we have here?