One of the six confiscated phones on display over the large table in front of Epsilon's desk sounded.
It's an upcoming call from J-Hope's phone.
— Talk. — Epsilon answered the call.
— Uh- It is an emergency, can I talk to my boss?
The masculine voice asked, looking for Hoseok to answer.
— He is listening. — He was not, but Epsilon is now in charge of watching over the phones and whoever gets in contact with them, in hopes of it being a certain traitor.
— Alright... — Said the one on the other line, not so sure of the explanation. — I'm afraid there are some suspicious men asking for a VIP table without reservation. They're foreigners.
Epsilon had a bad feeling.
— Keep'em out of the building, and watch over them and every entrance too. We'll go check on the place in a few.
— Alright, boss. We'll be waiting for you. — And the call was cut short.
The leader is about to inform his superior when another phone buzzed over the same table. It was Suga's.
— Talk. — He said again.
— Boss! — The new man's voice sounds agitated. — Our factory has been looted! There's a lot of injured and much more dead! They took all of our raw material and finished armament. We couldn't follow them.
Epsilon frowns.
— Send me your current location, and I'll send someone to help.
The bulky man cuts the call without more words, but as soon as he does so, J-Hope's phone rings again.
— Talk. — Epsilon sounds now irritated.
— Boss... — The voice is a faint whisper. — We're under attack. Five foreigners. We need reinforcement.
— Where are you calling from?
— We're
— The bustle of the fight reached the call, and the answer never gets to Epsilon.Bet this won't be a problem Alpha can solve by themselves.
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— NEWBIES! — A man with a blue mullet shouts from the entrance as he opens the bars, which Bangtan is kept behind. — An incredible event is going on. Congrats! — The bars were opened, and the six men came out, not so sure of their current situation. — You need to wear this in less than five minutes. We're leaving in ten.
Six all black outfits were thrown to each man's hands. A black turtle neck shirt, too tight to leave something to the imagination; wide black jeans, with lots of pockets; a broad belt, combat boots, and a heavy bulletproof vest.
— White hair, ex-leader, and the fighter are in Ma'am team. Step forward. — Hoseok, Namjoon, and Jungkook started to walk the long hallway to the elevator. — Commander, vampire, and goldy locks are with me. — Seokjin, Yoongi, and Taehyung (with his recently grown hazel hair) walked behind the odd blue haired man.
The seven got in the elevator, uncomfortable silence settling as Bangtan doesn't know the next thing that's about to happen.
The doors open to the very ground floor, where there's a lot of movement, and for the first time, after seeing the ghost of a hurt girl, they meet again with Alpha, in high high heels, a tight outfit, adjusting a semiautomatic machinegun on her right side. But none of them can say a word since she has already entered the driver's seat of the first van in line.
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