Stay Alive || kσσkv

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"Mommy, where are my siblings?" Eight-year-old Jungkook asked his mother who was on the phone. Since hearing his mother talk about 'siblings' Jungkook thought why not ask? He would love to play in the sandbox with his brothers or sisters. "They're with grandma okay? Go play kookie." Is all Jungkook ever got. Yet as Jungkook grew older, he never met his 'siblings'. Hell Jungkook was sure his mother made them up but he never questioned it. Jungkook didn't have time to question it anyway since he had school... and the injections. Jungkook oddly could remember the first time it happened or more like, his brain was showing Jungkook what happened. Almost like he was watching his little self be tortured over and over again.

"I want my mommy!" Jungkook cried and screamed as a male in a white coat strapped Jungkook down to the bed. Jungkook looked about... five? Maybe even younger. "Mommy!" Jungkook screamed over and over again, even when his 'mommy' entered the room. "Isn't he a loud one?" Jungkook's mother sucked in a breath as she got the needle ready. "Test subject twenty." She spoke into a recorder. "Subject is four years old." She said once more before tapping the needle and bringing it to Jungkook's skin where Jungkook watched his first injection go in and as he watched, Jungkook felt the liquid enter his system.

Though he felt no pain, probably because it was a dream but... this dream was so real? So... "He's alive." The man in the white coat said in disbelief as Jungkook came down from screaming bloody murder. All the while his mother brought the recorder up to her mouth, smiling as she spoke her words. "... Subject twenty was successful. Moving onto phase two in a couple of hours." She said while walking out with the man in a white coat. The voices becoming faint as they walked. It didn't stop there though. It was like that was just the beginning, and it was. The next 'dream' Jungkook was taken into was in the hallway. A long white hallway with a steel door at the end of the hall.

Jungkook felt scared like he knew this place. The door gave Jungkook a bad vibe as he then heard the same screams but Jungkook was older now, maybe six? "Stop it! Let me go! Mommy! Please! Please please please!" Jungkook pleaded as the man in the white coat dragged Jungkook down the hallway and into the room with the steel door. "Come on now Jungkook, be good and we'll take you to see mommy okay?" Though if Jungkook's mother was the one injecting him, why was the man in a coat telling Jungkook otherwise? "I want my real mommy!" Jungkook cried desperately as he tossed the lollipop he got.

"That's it, kid." The male forcefully grabbed six-year-old Jungkook and strapped him to the bed. Stuffing a cloth into Jungkook's mouth since the man in the coat was sick of Jungkook's yells and screams. Two years into this and Jungkook still had such a loud voice. Still screaming for help even though no one was coming for him, not even his own mother. It continued like that watching little him go through so much. How could anyone do that to a child!? Torture such a young child but Jungkook didn't remember these things. All he remembered was the fun things he did with his family, the happy moments... then again he was ten when those memories started to stick.

In flashes, his life started to appear in front of him. All the injections, the pain, the crying. It all hit Jungkook like a brick as he fell to his knees at the last memory he assumed he was going to get because... it was the day of the apocalypse. The day Jungkook read Taehyung's letter out loud. "See baby? You did it, making me so proud." Luna wrapped her arms around Jungkook's neck. "No... babe, he looked hurt. Are you sure he wanted to embarrass me?" Jungkook questioned but was pushed away. "Are you kidding me Jungkook?! Come on, he's a boy!" Luna scoffed, crossing her arms over each other. "Do you want to date a boy now? Are you gay!?"

The words that came out of Luna's mouth made Jungkook feel embarrassed, small even. Anytime Luna talked over him or at him he felt small. The whole day Jungkook just felt off. Thinking it was because he had to read Taehyung's letter out loud and in front of Taehyung but... even after doing so, Jungkook just felt weird. "We're done! You got that Jungkook?! Done! Gay bastard." Luna slapped Jungkook and left the classroom they were in. Jungkook only stood there, his cheek red and his emotions building up by the second. "Did I hear that right? Jungkook's gay? Lil ole Ju-" And before Jungkook's 'buddy' could say anything more, Jungkook pushed the male into the desks.

The anger started to build up. The embarrassment, the anger, the hunger! It felt like Jungkook was no longer Jungkook, and he wasn't as the boys jumped Jungkook but it didn't stop Jungkook from changing. "What the fuck?!" One of the boys stepped away as one of the boys had their arm in Jungkook's mouth. "What the fuck!? He bit me!?! Fucking bastard bit me!" And Jungkook watched himself attack the boys. The face, the blood, the... screams. Yet Jungkook couldn't remember anything at all. All Jungkook remembered from that day is reading Taehyung's letter but... he was the one who started this. Jungkook was the reason for the world ending... and knowing that? Was hell in itself.

Waking up, Jungkook gasped for breath as he looked at the ceiling. That was familiar... too familiar. Trying to move, Jungkook found that he couldn't. The familiar feeling of the shackles around his wrists and ankles. "No..." Jungkook felt his heart start to speed up as he pulled at the shackles. "No no no," Jungkook repeated over and over, trying his best not to cry as the memories struck him. "Jungkook?" Jimin questioned, still in the corner and still scared as ever. Thinking Jungkook turned, Jimin became scared as fuck but noticed that Jungkook was talking, which got Jimin to talk too just to let Jungkook know he wasn't alone.

"Ji-Jimin?! Jimin- where am I?! Why am I strapped down?!" Jungkook breathed in and out shakily. Not sure what to do or what to say. "Your mom said we're in the isolation room." Jimin gulped before sitting up and walking towards Jungkook who looked scared as ever. "Why're you in here?! Where's Taehyung?! Fuck- fuck I need to get out of here!" Jungkook thrashed, trying his best to get out of the shackles that just kept him in bed. "Jungkook-" Jimin reached his hand out but stopped, remembering what happened the last time he did that but Jungkook was able to see Jimin's hand. "... Tell me I didn't do that," Jungkook said while looking at Jimin's wound.

"... Okay." Jimin gulped, not telling Jungkook that it was him and Jungkook was hoping Jimin would say it was the dead, anyone else but him! but Jimin didn't speak. Jimin only stared at Jungkook who shook his head, not wanting to believe what happened. After the dead tackled Jungkook, it bit right into Jungkook's forearm. Though it didn't last long before the ringing was heard which caused the dead to pull off- or maybe it was Jungkook's blood because the moment the dead bit into Jungkook- the dead choked up. Like it was choking from Jungkook's blood before the ringing started. There Jungkook got up and hurried to the building.

Pulling his sleeve down to hide the bite, Jungkook saw the door open and that's when he lost all memory of what happened. "... And then as I opened the door and tried to help you, you bit me," Jimin told Jungkook everything that happened as Jungkook teared up, shaking his head. "I'm so sorry- I-" Jungkook felt like he couldn't breathe. All this happened because of him. Jungkook started this. All of it! Jungkook started a fucking apocalypse! and he didn't even know it. It wasn't just Jungkook though. What Jungkook had didn't come naturally, and he knew that.

"... Where's my mom?" Jungkook asked, in a daze as he looked at the ceiling. "She said she's going to get the injection for me. Whatever you have, she can slow the transformation within me with whatever she gives you." Hearing that, Jungkook shook his head. "No- don't! Don't do it! Jimin-" Jungkook tried to calm himself down but how the hell was he supposed to explain year's worth of trauma to Jimin in a matter of minutes?! "Don't! What I have is- She did this to me! Ever since I was four! I'm not sick, she made me sick! She did this to me! Don't let her near you! Please!" Jungkook pleaded desperately and just in time, the door opened and Jungkook's mother came walking in with the needle in hand. "Are we ready?"