Red Lips Always Lie vol.3 [Bts fanfiction]

𝚇𝚇𝚅𝙸𝙸

And we all understood, the moment our bodies travelled between worlds,

we understood that all the struggles have led to this moment.

The moment of truth.

The present.

          Coughing, I feel a lump forming inside my throat as heavy dust rises around me in spirals. For a moment, I don't know if I exist. I only ask myself questions without finding any answers. Did we manage to travel worlds? Are we all safe and sound? Am I safe and sound?
          A soft touch on my back makes me wince and I realize, in the next second, that I am breathing. I am alive and breathing. And, next to me, Yoongi waves his hand in front of his face, trying to send away the dust which makes him cough. His face looks so pale, it almost makes me gasp, but I notice, when he hisses, the sharp fangs that stand out among his perfect teeth. I sigh. It's been a while since I saw him as a vampire. And I realize, with butterflies suddenly agitating inside my stomach, that I missed this sight of him.
          Moving my gaze from my partner, I take a few moments to analyze the building that rises imposingly above me. I remember running towards it as if it was yesterday. And I remember walking through the open door, not realizing at all that, along with the stranger I met that night, I also met and accepted my destiny. Yoongi reaches his hand out for me to take and I accept it, allowing him to lift me up as my gaze persists on the closed door of the mansion.

Vale: *she sighs behind me* Well, it's been a while.
Denise: Yeah...

          I mumble and, with a headache growing inside my head, I raise my gaze, gulping when I notice the dark clouds which cover the sky. This sight makes the problem feel a thousand times more serious and I try to ignore the smell of burnt wood which forces its way up my nostrils. Nobody says a thing. We all look around. At the woods. At the sky. At each other. And, in our eyes, a promise worth a thousand words sparkles. We are going to save this world.
          My partner intertwines his fingers with mine and, for a moment, the agitated sea which drowns me from the inside calms down. I look at him and he looks at me. And we both nod, ascending the stairs and opening the door without knocking.

Isabelle's P.o.v:

          Not knowing what to do, I gulp and follow Yoongi and Denise up the stairs and I pray to whatever Gods that we know what we are doing. I made my choice to fight in this war and I hope that I was right for it. However, when my power writhes inside my veins, I realize that, maybe, I should have given it a second thought. I don't feel scared. Fear doesn't even exist in my vocabulary, but I have a feeling that maybe this fight won't bring us victory. I sigh as I stop in one place. This mansion had better hide an entire army behind its doors, otherwise we are all screwed.

Jungkook: Isabelle?

          I hear his voice somewhere among my thoughts and I flinch. Lifting my gaze, I notice the paleness of his face and I flinch again. I didn't want to believe it at first, but I realized, as soon as he smiled, that he is a vampire. My heart twisted. He didn't tell me that he is a vampire. Well, maybe he didn't have time. To be honest, we never had a moment to ourselves. Something always happened to interrupt us. Therefore, we didn't have time to get to know each other in the deepest layers. I hope we have the opportunity to do so now.