A Guardian's Promise- Minbin

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October 24th, 2063

The night air was cold, wind blowing through Seoul's streets.

The streets were as lively as ever, cars visible all over both the ground level and in the sky, the lights of buildings in the night casting a prestigious aura.
A particular individual stood on the top of a high rise building, letting the wind blow through his hair and viewing the sights below him.

Minho could hear all sorts of things from up here- the sounds of cars, honking horns...
Although he couldn't hear it, he knew that there was a particular unrest in the hearts of the people.
Ever since Chan's speech nearly a month ago, people have been living in a constant debate of what to do from here on out in terms of genetic changes and the government.

Along with the controversy over President Jung's death and Chan's new role as head of the Council, there was an ongoing argument that Guardians shouldn't be made anymore. Others said that the problem lies in the humans who orchestrate the process, like the Council.
Minho had barely participated in these arguments, and he would like to keep it that way.

He was still a Guardian at present, and whatever the world wanted to do with them was up to them, and not him. In the end, he wanted to be Lee Minho again, but if Guardians were allowed to continue their actions, he would indulge in being Lee Know at the side.
"Minho, do you copy?" a voice called for him within his earpiece. He held his fingertips up to the device in his right ear.

"Copy, Chaewon." Minho responded. He couldn't forget he was on a mission right now.
"Our target is in the Eve District, according to Hyunjin's intel. That's not far from you." Chaewon told him.
"Alright. Watch my six, if something goes wrong you should be there." Minho said.
"I would never think to do otherwise." Chaewon said.

Minho then gently held his sword that was at his side, narrowing his eyes as he prepared to jump.
His muscles were a bit sore since Kazuha had just helped him with a dance practice, but he could manage.
He grunted as he threw himself off of the building, the moon drenching him in a backdrop of light as he began to descend down the building. He then took his sword out of its sheath as he plummeted with the wind, his feet latching onto a window of the building. He then used the weight in his feet to propel himself off of the window, the glass shattering as he accelerated forward at lightning speed. He then ended up on a smaller building further down, sticking the landing as he closed his sword sheath.

He then looked around the marketplace further down to his right.
"Chaewon, I'm in the Eve district. Where is he specifically?"
"The Chill Bar." Chaewon said simply.
Minho scanned for the bar, finding it very quickly.
"Copy, I found it."
"Good luck."
Minho discreetly covered his sword with his overcoat, going down the side of the building and ending up in the bustling marketplace. He made his way through crowds of people, keeping himself vigilant for outside threats.
He made it to the bar, making his way in carefully.
There were people sitting at tables and drinking, the foul stench of alcohol and booze filling the air.

Minho scrunched his face as the smell flooded him, but he kept his focus and walked over to the side, where the robot bartender was.
"Would you like a drink?" the robot asked, wiping glasses clean.
"No thanks, I'm just here to see someone." Minho replied. The robot didn't say anything after that.
Minho looked around, eyes landing on a man sitting with three other men and laughing, a drink in his hand and his hair messy.

"Found him." Minho whispered into his earpiece as he took a quick look at the news on the holo screen. It was nothing new, so he diverted his attention again.
"The floor is yours." Chaewon said.
Minho sighed and stood up, making his way over.
"Excuse me?" Minho cleared his throat.
"Hah?"
They all looked at him, the main target looking at him weirdly.