RE Beginning: FAITH ~V~

Chapter 41

Yoongi and Namjoon sit across from each other at Luna's dining table. Namjoon looks stern and contemplative as if he is sizing him up. Yoongi's expression is blank, as usual. He always hides his true intentions.

Luna is sitting at the head of the table, looking between them nervously. She wasn't expecting this meeting to be so tense. It's getting late and she is beyond exhausted. Adrenaline can only help you function for a set time. After a while, your body wants to give in to the lull of sleep.

In summary, she is tired and grumpy and just wants this to be over.

"Okay," Luna clears her throat, "Min Yoongi, RM. RM, Min Yoongi,"

"Hello," Namjoon smiles.

"Hi," Yoongi nods in response.

They fall back into an uncomfortable silence, with no sign of giving in. She groans and leans forward, grabbing their attention.

"Listen, I have not slept well for ages," She begins, "So, Yoongi, ask your questions. RM, explain your proposition, okay?"

They nod curtly at her before looking back at each other.

"What questions do you have?" Namjoon asks curiously, folding his arms.

Yoongi sighs, leaning forward as he tilts his head. He looks up at Namjoon, narrowing his eyes. He is in interrogation mode.

"So, you're the son of the infamous Grim, the brother of Faith, correct?" He begins.

"Yes," Namjoon replies.

"And now you are RM, the leader of The Reapers?" He asks.

"Yes," Namjoon says firmly.

"The Reapers... a huge criminal syndicate that started in America, spreading across the globe steadily. Every detective and criminal knows your name," Yoongi smirks, "Why does the infamous RM want to be the good guy all of a sudden?"

"That is a good question," Namjoon smiles, "As you know, I was raised in that life. I have seen some messed up things. Innocent people being killed, trafficked, and hired. Kids being taught how to sell drugs; homeless people being asked to deliver items for money. People who never had any other choice. But in society, they are criminalised for having to exist. With no other options, no help, and no support, they are looked down on. After I made a name for myself, I realised what that came with. I was done. Luna fled, but I couldn't leave The Reapers for some psychopath to take over. So, instead, I changed it. I wanted to use my skills for something, so I just adjusted our priorities,"

"That's reasonable," Yoongi admits, "But hard to believe,"

"I know a way that you will believe me," Namjoon smirks, pulling out his phone, "Agent Jonathan sends his regards,"

Yoongi's phone beeps, making him go pale. For the first time in a while, Yoongi actually looks really startled. He pulls out his phone and reads the notification. He sighs and snickers, sliding his phone away.

"Well played," Yoongi admits, "How long have you had people in the FBI?"

"4 years," Namjoon confirms, "Agent Jonathan is the reason I know you so well,"

"I see that," Yoongi sighs, "Last question: What would my job be?"

"Well, exactly what you are doing right now," Namjoon says firmly, "Luna will take over for Jimin's old job, so I need a good detective to ensure the correct people are going away,"

"And how will you affect that?" Yoongi asks, "I have never locked up an innocent person,"

"True," Namjoon nods, "But you have had to let people go free. I'll make sure that doesn't happen,"