The Last Seven - a BTS AU Story

Chapter 16 - No More Hiding (i swear)

They began walking to a much covered area, back near the hills. "Ami?" Hoseok asked, "Can I ask you something?" "Go on, Hope," Ami said with a smile, the dove fluttering near her. "How...how did our weapons go berserk as we use them?" Hoseok said. "That's because they're special," Ami said, "Forged by ancient magic, they read your thoughts and fight. The princes acquired it from the original forgers long ago for the Battle at Dream Glow, which is why you feel attached to them." Hoseok nodded. The other six had overheard, and decided to use this technique to their strengths.

It soon transpired, after a full hour of going through not-so-amazing plans, that Ami was capable of teleportation (as she ruefully explained with an awkward smile to the not-so happy team of men), but wasn't sure how to work it. They decided to try it anyway. They stood in a large circle, big enough for everyone to breathe freely. Ami looked around, at all the boys, and took a deep breath. All of a sudden, the boys felt as if something pulled them by their navels and were sent down a claustrophobia-inducing tube of blackness.

They landed on hard rock a few seconds later, facing huge stone walls covered in ivy. A spaceship was docked nearby. Clutching their weapons tightly, they made their way towards the walls. A weird hissing noise began to fill the arena. "Crap," Namjoon said, "We've got visitors." As if on cue to his words, a whole army of alien bots marched around, blocking the septet off. They muttered all kinds of gibberish. Jungkook understood, and his face went pale. "They're gonna kill us!" he shouted, "Everyone, stand your guard!" The aliens slowly closed in, and the boys begin battling.

They battled...their weapons working according to their thoughts...

One hour...

Two...

It was unbearable.

A bloody fight. From the distance, the man was staring outside the spaceship, supposedly where the others are held.

Seokjin sensed it before anyone else. They were losing. The plasma was draining. The man was desperately trying to refill plasma, but too late. The boys had won. Seokjin smiled, elation filling his mind and heart. In response to it, his battle axe swung harder, spilling blue blood all over his clothes.

Then it all ended. The alien bots gave up, retreating. The man was angered. Face red, he brought out his own weapon, a long spear wrapped in glass shards. "It ends, now," he whispered, and restarted the fight.

Yeonjun had heard the scuffles from outside their hostage place. They themselves had put up a fight and now had five to ten alien bots dead at their feet. Armed with a machine gun each, the younger kids moved to help, but the sudden sound of a large bomb blasting backed him down.

All the seven boys saw was a mass of grey...

Then the tight feeling took over.

Pain.

Though simply satisfying.

A distant alarm in the distance.

Someone saying his name over and over again.

Jimin opened his eyes. He was in bed. He looked outside. The landscape was calm and beautiful as it always was. The butler standing next to his bed was saying, "Jimin, you're nearly late for your performance with Taeyang sunbaenim today." Jimin ran a hand through his hair, sighing. That was one vivid and amazing dream. One of him, his best friends and his past juniors. Recounting the dream, Jimin got up and got ready for the performance.

He was so preoccupied with his big dream of performing with Taeyang that he didn't notice a commotion outside his window. 

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a/n - man what a ride this was! i wanna thank all those readers who had stuck till the end and managed to catch the twist. thank you all for putting up with my lejindary procrastination!