Good With a Gun| SKZ Mafia

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♫Intro: Save Me - PURPLE KISS♫

We decide to walk to the ballroom and waste some time before the plan takes place. All of a sudden the music changes to a darker ball theme and lights pan to the stage in the front. Everyone invited starts piling into the ballroom to see whats happening, some faces exited as others grow confused. The curtains begin to move and people start cheering, laughter echoes through the ballroom. A man in a luxurious black suit with salt and pepper hair that is pristinely brushed back from his forehead walks out, holding his hands together and greeting everyone with a smile as his eyes hide behind the mask. That must be the king, I smile to myself. We don't need the power but we do need the revenge. I think as the rage washes over my once pleased state. I feel a warm hand on mine and look over to see Han squeezing my hand reassuringly. "I believe I am the one you all are waiting for!" The man chuckles once more and I look over at Soobin and his group as they smile sinisterly. With further inspection I see Kai not smiling at all, I turn to Han and whisper in his ear. "Does one of them look sad to you?" He tilts his head and looks over at TXT, nodding once picking Kai out of the group. He looks back at me and shrugs, leaning and whispering into my ear. "Remember that, it could be useful." I nod and pay my attention back to the king, "Each group will be given a range of numbers for where they sit and remember no blood shall be spilt." I smile at the king's emphasis on the word blood and look at Han once more. Han notices and smiles, winking at me. The king chuckles before turning around and heading back behind the curtains. "Good luck." One of the butlers from earlier comes over and hands Chan a folded note. Chan calls us to form a circle and he opens the note. "We have seats 212-221" we nod and step out of the circle, following the rest of the people to the dining room and making sure to stay close. We enter the dining room and check for our numbered seats. "Here." I speak and the boys hum, following me. I smirk as Soobin sits in seat 222, I clear my throat and walk to him confidently, pulling out chair 221 and sitting in it. He chuckles softly yet with a sinister undertone. "Hey princess." I chuckle with the realest tone I can muster and turn to him with a smile. "Its fate that we sit together." I chuckle with a sinister tone this time and he pauses at my tone before attempting to laugh with me. The members walk to the table and they sit down, I watch as Hyunjin sits next to me. Hyunjin gently takes my hand in his and kisses the back of it before winking at me. I smile and as I'm about to say something the king's voice echoes once more. "Don't forget to use the bathroom before the drinks are sent out."I hear Soobin talking with his group, "...Should we?" I listen to the one thing I can make out before they get up and walk to the bathroom. I smile and slyly take the poison out of my holster once there no where in sight. Before I add it to his drink I realize that its too easy. I chuckle, thinking of his incredibly predictable persona before adding poison to both his glass and my own. I bend down under the table til my hand touches the floor, I hear footsteps coming back as I slide the poison across the floor to another table. Thank God I'm wearing gloves. I chuckle and pretend as if I'm wiping something off my shoe. Soobin notices and looks at me suspiciously,  Hyunjin notices and helps "Got the drink off your shoe yet?" I nod, humming before straightening back up to sit in my chair. "Im pretty sure." He smiles and hums, looking over at the members of our group. The king's voice echoes for the last time, "May the night begin." I smirk with vengeance and Soobin picks up his wine glass before inspecting it. "Would you like to trade glasses?" He asks and I chuckle sarcastically. "How do I know that you didn't poison it?" I laugh and pick up my wine glass, handing it to the man next to me. "Here you are." He triumphantly takes the drink in his hand and brings it up to mine, clinking the glasses together and bringing everyones attention to us. "Thank you for trading drinks with me, I hope we meet again." I chuckle and nod, bringing my cup to my lips and he brings his to his own. I purse my lips as if to drink but I let nothing in, I watch as his Addams apple bobs up and down as the now purple drink flows down his throat. He coughs, splattering the drink on the table. I fight the smile coming to my face and act shocked, putting my glass on the table. "Are you ok?" He continues coughing and drops the glass on the floor, shattering it. Glass shards fly everywhere, a couple flies upward and one cuts my face. Shit. I play it off, pretending to not notice. "Medic! Someone get a medic! He's choking!" I yell and men with doctors kits come to the scene as a different guy comes to clean the glass from the floor. The doctors attempt to take him to the aiding room but as he stands his face turns purple. Soobin's eyes begin to slowly close as the purple deepens, the doctors try to work faster but its no use. Soobin stops blinking and collapses on the floor. I stand up and pretend to be shocked. "Oh my god." I concentrate as tears fall down my face, "Who would've done something like this?" I look around with a hurt expression and turn away from Soobin, sobbing lightly in Hyunjins arms. "You!" Beomgyu yells, "Check this woman for poison." I act outraged and stand up. "How would I have done this? I don't even have anything on me besides a gun!" A few butlers come and hold my arms, making sure I don't hurt anyone as they pat me down. The butler finds my holster and pulls the gun out of it, inspecting it but finding nothing. "There are no traces of poison anywhere on this woman." I wipe my tears as the men let me go. "You should check him, blame is one of the main diversions of a crime!" Beomgyu's mouth flies open as he turns red with rage. "Yeah what a smart idea, poisoning my own leader." He rolls his eyes and tries to fight off the men holding him but isn't successful. The butler cocks and eyebrow and reaches into one of Beomgyu's inner tuxedo pockets, pulling out a bag of poison powder. My eyes widen a small amount but I bring myself back to crying. Tough luck Beomgyu. "See! I knew it!" I once again wipe my tears and begin to sniffle. Im so glad I wore waterproof makeup. "That was sheer luck!" He yells as I continue to wipe my tears. What idiots, I used Amethyst poison and Beomgyu's poison is plain. They hold Beomgyu down and put him in handcuffs before bringing him down to the king's dungeon. It didn't have to be like this Beomgyu, you chose your own path. The kings comes out to the middle of the dining room. "Im sorry for the scare everyone, I think its time to call it a night." He smiles proudly, looking at me and giving me a sly smirk acknowledging my deeds and disguise. I stand up, fake hiccuping due to my crying and the boys huddle around me, offering sympathy as we walk out of the building. We get on our motorcycles and Seungmin sits on the back of my motorcycle. "Good acting." He states with his usual tone, I nod taking in his compliment while starting the motorcycle. "I like to speed so hold on tight." He hums and leans into me, holding my waist securely. The wind dries my face but at the same time pushes the blood from the glass cut to the rest of my cheek bone, making the cut look much longer than it is. Seungmin and I end up at the van a few seconds before the others and get off as they pull into the secluded area. I step off and stand next to Seungmin when he turns to me and sees my cut. His eyes widen but before he can act Leeknow runs up to me, taking my face gently in his hands and looking at me softly. "What happened?" I shrug, "When Soobin dropped the glass a shard cut my skin, it only looks this big because of the wind." Everyones eyes widen. "The glass covered in poison?" Chan asks with a voice filled with authority and somewhat anger. I nod, "Its not a big deal, small cut, small problems." Chan clicks his tongue and walks up to us, moving Minho and taking my face in his hands instead. He sighs, "Seungmin can you fix her up before we leave?" Seungmin nods and Chan opens the van making me sit down on the floor of the van with my feet sticking outside. Seungmin goes in and grabs the first aid, tending to my wound as I talk with Chan. "Hey Chan?" I call and he looks at me with a softer expression yet still filled with authority. "Can I take the motorcycle home? I can ride it there if I need to." I shrug and he laughs slightly at me. "Yes we can take it home but you will absolutely not be riding it." I pout but except the precaution. Just as Seungmin's about to finish tending to my cut, something moves in the woods. We all move our heads towards it and see Yeonjun and Taehyun. I furrow my eyebrows, wheres Kai? I move Seungmin's hand from my face and take my gun out of its holster, loading it and pointing it at the two. Yeonjun chuckles, "You're the smart one, aren't you?" I keep my expression blank as they step closer. "You better stay there Yeonjun." He chuckles and continues walking. "All we want, is a confession." I shake my head, "Wrong person bud." He scoffs, "Yeah sure." He sighs and takes a pocket knife out of his jacket, opening it and lunging at me. I shoot multiple times and he falls on the floor next to me lifelessly. I turn my gaze to a smiling Taehyun and reload my gun, pointing it at him as he comes out of the woods. "Your a clueless little thing." He chuckles and continues walking. Panic floods through my mind but I stay emotionless and without movement, keeping my gun pointed at him. "I wonder how long you can stand there with that tear in your leg." As I'm about to look based on habit, he lunges at me making me shoot him. He falls next to his friend and I look around, checking for anyone else before looking at my leg. My eyes widen at the gash in my leg but I shake it off, walking to my motorcycle and mounting it on the back of the van while the members try to stop me. I finish just as Chan gets mad and he picks me up, bringing me swiftly and somewhat harshly into the van. "Seungmin, now." Chan states angrily as he closes the door behind everyone and gets in the front seat. He starts the car, speeding home as Seungmin tends to my leg. "This is going to sting like a bitch." He states, looking at me with concern. I nod and squeeze a ball of my dress in my hands as he sanitizes the gash with alcohol wipes. Small tears fall down my face and he begins to wrap my leg tightly. He finishes the wrap and continues back on my face from earlier. Seungmin picks out any glass from my wound and sanitizes it as well before putting a bandaid on it and moving us to the seats instead of the floor. As soon as we sit down the car comes to an abrupt stop, making us look up to see our house. Chan opens the van door and looks at all of us. "We need to talk."