CURSED : The Blue Eyed Maiden [ BTS FF ]

Chapter 77

Author's Pov

It had been raining for hours now, the steady patter of water against his almost transparent tattered shirt long since faded to a dull rush in the back of his mind. The horse looked uncomfortable from the rain and wind. His clothes were all wet, he didn't know if it would ever be dry again. Not that it was his first priority.

He got down from the horse that Yoongi gave him and sighed. "Go to your master and tell him... I'm safe and gone." He tore a part of his shirt and tied it somewhere on the horse. The horse neighed before running into the dark woods, from where they once came.

He tramped his way along the rutted, muddy trail in irritated silence. It was supposed to be a full moon tonight. Not that he could tell; the clouds above stopped any light from aiding him on his journey. In this downpour, he was feeling unwell, he wasn't out for a very .... very long time after all, adjusting with the nature was hard.

A piercing gust of wind shook the trees above his head, showering his already miserable frame with a fresh deluge. He wiped the water from his eyes with a wet sleeve and tucked a lock of his long brown hair back. There were no source lights around, there were no source of humans, just deep jungle and that damn weather.

Hoseok's head was already throbbing from all the starvation and lack of drinking water, plus the weather was making him sick and dizzy, he stepped forward in a hope to at least walk a mile or two through the woods to find any village where he would get food and rest. He was thankful to his night vision that he acquired by living in dark for years. Yet that wasn't enough to survive.

He slumped on the ground, as rain poured over him, panicking and having anxiety attacks for ending up lost in woods all alone. "Am i...lost...?" He whispered, "No..no...ah...i need ... help.... hello....?" He laid down with his face down, "Help me.... please..." Was it exhaustion or his high fever, Hoseok lost his consciousness, engulfing in the darkness.

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"Where are you going?"

A soft noise made Yoona wake up from her sleep. It was a long day and the bickering between Namjoon and Jungkook was enough exhausting, not just for them but also for the ones who were witnessing it. Jin had to split them away and stop them from fighting eachother. Jungkook can be very impish sometimes.

After dinner Jungkook and Namjoon patched up over a grilled slice of meat, Yoona was more devastated that their oh so loud bickering only got fixed by a slice of meat, not that she complained. All she needed next was her warm bed and goodnight's sleep.

But as she closed her eyes for few minutes, she heard someone's footsteps. Yoona was surprisingly sensitive to her surrounding, she had a very good sense and survivor skills. She grabbed her pocket knives and followed the footsteps, ignoring the two men who were in deep slumber after all day's exhaustion.

She threw a knife against the door to stop the tall figure from leaving, he was startled by the knife which passed just a few centimetres away from his ear.

"Where are you going?"

Yoona asked making Jin halt and look over his shoulder. "It's raining. It's the best time to look for the magical currants, heard it's very good for mana bearer."

"Why? Do you bear any mana? Weren't you just a traveller?" Yoona asked raising her brows.

"Huh?" Jin turned. "Yoona-ssi .... who told I have mana?" He blinked innocently, "Only pure bloods have it right? Heard they have a different aura around them - .... gasps, do I have any different aura?" He gasped dramatically. Yoona knew Jin's forefathers or ancestors were magicians, he had that faint aura around him, and Jin said he could sometimes predict future if he focuses enough.