The Shapeshifter | Deleted Chapters

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Ji-Woon crashed through one of the rows of chairs that had were propped in front of the stage. His coat flew open at his sides, revealing the rows of glowing blades inside.

The Korean pop star groaned, blinking as he climbed up to his feet again. One hand slipped onto the remaining standing seat to balance himself as he growled. These bastards... They were attacking him?

"What's wrong? Can't defend yourself anymore?" (Y/N) jumped up onto the edge of the stage, bounding off of it and taking a downward swing with his blade. Ji-Woon stumbled backwards to avoid the attack, throwing one of his own knives back in retaliation.

The weapon was heading straight for the man's throat, giving him a split second feeling of victory. But then it was swatted away by Jack at the last second, the man appearing suddenly. (Y/N) stood tall again with a thankful hum.

"Karma's a bitch, ain't it?" Jack cracked his neck side to side. He was bummed out that he didn't have his own weapons in this place. Then again... With a twitch of his free hand, his claws sprang outwards in place of his nails. Good. He still had those.

Ji-Woon's angered snarl turned into a roar as he plucked out two more knives in his hands, sprinting towards the two with bloodlust. He wouldn't lose to these bastards... They would pay for this!

Before the man could take a swing, his wrist was grabbed from behind. He came to a halt with a confused hum, struggling to break free of the grip. He looked behind him at Eric with fury.

"You're not dealing with a defenceless little Meg Thomas anymore. What are you gonna do to a real killer?" Eric's eyes flashed for a second, his pupils going thin in their usual, snake eyed, threatening manner. Ji-Woon paused. He stared for a few seconds, back hitting the stage so he could see them all properly.

"That's what this is all about?" A quick laugh came from his throat. Now everything made sense. The precious little redhead was the centre of attention. Her. It should be him.

"Of course, it is. I should've known you petty little creatures would have something to say about that whore." Ji-Woon paused for a millisecond longer between some words. His accent and his inability to speak fluent English were clear factors in his speech issues.

Eric quickly grabbed him by the neck, pulling him into a headbutt before throwing him back against the stage so hard that it winded the other man. Ji-Woon fell to a knee as the darker male knelt down in front of him, the two locking eyes.

"You're just a man. The only thing you got left are your words. I suggest you think wisely." Eric's sword shorted down into a dagger. He placed the blade against Ji-Woon's sternum, thirsting to simply cut him open then and there.

(Y/N) bit down on his tongue as his eyes flicked between them. He got pissed off, that was for sure. He wanted to slaughter Eric when everyone first assumed it was him. But even here, on a mission where their goal was to go after the real culprit... he didn't know if he could go along with outright murdering someone if he had the choice.

Was he a bad person to not get revenge? He didn't know...

Jack had watched death follow in his wake for years. As a mere youngster, he had been manipulated and twisted into a killer. Thousands of deaths were on his hands. But in his years, he had developed a new way to look at death.

Bad people could be helped if you put in the time. It was a personality type developed by the misguided. It was a path he had gone down.

Now, Evil? Evil was a different story. They were already lost from the moment they were born. Jack felt no shame in killing a man like that; a man with one foot already in the grave.