My Sire || Jikook

☆2. It Was Him☆

🌼 WARNING ⚠️:

Depiction of Mature Content ☢

Mature Content may include; 🤷🏻‍♀️

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻
▪︎ E.T.C. 🖤🪧

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"Black nails... " Baby Jimin mumbled to himself as he fell into his baby slumber.

Jimin just dreamed about his book in his sleep. His open book was placed on his windowsill, making the wind to turn its thick pages as if a silver sparkle engulfed the book under the moonlight glistening on it's shiny pages.

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It was a lot later at night and Jungkook walked into a mansion's hall from his castle's backyard.

"Is it done?" A guy similar to Jungkook's age asked with an excited grin, turning Jungkook around to examine but all he could see was blood. "What did you do?"

"It is done. I want to be at my throne as soon as possible before our empire begin eating each other alive" Jungkook stated, turning his attention to an older woman who was seated in a couch chair, all dressed in black with a beautiful white fox sleeping on her lap.

Her eyes teary as she caressed the fox.

Jungkook went to situate his hands on her couch chair's armrest. "Mom, there is no time to cry. Dad will always be in our hearts" Jungkook pecked her head.

"There is no other way then sending someone Busan and check who is the traitor among our people in the police" The woman told him.

"Joining Police? No way" Jungkook emphasized. "I won't send anyone of my people to go and get lured by our enemies"

"Aunt Jane, everyone is showing their real tongues at our back at a time like this, believing anyone and let him go to wait for him to be back one day is a fairytale" That boy noted.

"Then, you both go" The woman stated.

"What?! No!" That boy abruptly broke in. "T-That police training make people glide on dirty mud and all..."

"Taehyung, I will talk to your mother" The woman assured.

"But, I don't want to go!" Taehyung complained and Jungkook was just staring at the huge portrait on the wall of a man, with its frame engraved a silver dragon all over it.

"Mom, Police academy requires atleast nineteen years old age. We both have just turned seventeen" Jungkook whispered while touching the silver detailings on the huge frame.

"Don't worry about it. A fake identity can have a fake date of birth" The woman mentioned.

"But, I don't want to go!" Taehyung was still stuck on that.

"We are going" Jungkook decided in a low voice, resting his forehead on the portrait.

"No! What the fuck, aunt Jane?" Taehyung complained. "Why do I always get fucked between you too?! That's why I don't come to your house! I wish I was not here to give these bullshit cookies my mother made for you both jerks!" Taehyung stomped away, brawling.

"I will save your throne, dad" Jungkook just whispered to the portrait.

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6 Months Later.

8:00 P.M.

Jimin's POV