MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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I left the house to save them from certain death. I got into a car and drove around for hours until there was not a single other person out. When I looked at the time, it was past 3. And my anger was still not gone. I don't think it ever will be.

I came back at nearly 4, and as expected, Namjoon was awake and obivously waiting for me.

He got up the moment I walked in, coming my way. 'J. Do you have a minute?'

I won't even waste myself on him. Any of them. Acting like I never heard a single word, I walked right past him like he's not even there.

'J! We want to help you find her. You can't do it on your own.'

I stopped in the middle of the stairs, giving him the last answer he will ever get from me, not even looking at him.

'I don't need your help. I will find her myself. I found you here all those years ago, all on my own. If I got to you, I can get to her. So keep your pissy help to yourself and stay out of my way. If you don't, I won't think twice about cutting you down.'

With those words, I walked away, and went straight to my room.

I never depended on anyone except for her, and I never will. I kept myself alive and safe for years before I came here. I was trained to survive and fight. I was trained to kill without hesitation. I trained myself to track and find people without anyone's help. It might take longer. It might be harder. But I will never ask a thing from those who betrayed me in a way I never imagined.

They wanted me to bring the Angel. Unlucky for them that they don't know what they're asking for. But they will find out. They will know, when I come for them, what kind of monster I am. And they will know that it was their fault for bringing that part of me back. The very same one she locked away. But with her gone, all of her work had gone, too.

I sat in the darkness of the room, flipping the knife in my hand as I closed my eyes and searched within myself many doors I have created to keep it all in. All the doors I have opened for her, to be what she needed me to be.

Emotions.
Fear.
Worry.
Dignity.
Sanity.
Reasoning.
Hesitation.
Guilt.
Compassion.
Consequences.

Those were the things I never had before her. Those were the things which lack of made me who I was before her.

Slowly, one by one, I closed each of the door in my mind, letting go of each and every single one of those, and locking them up one by one.

The feeling I lost long ago was creeping up on me. The feeling that kept me comfortable for most of my life. The feeling that allowed me to cope with everything and anything with ease. The feeling of emptiness.

Slowly opening my eyes, I felt my old self seeping through the cracks I made, pouring back where he belongs.

No more.

No more me.

No more Jimin.

I took another deep breath, letting go of the last bits of fear, keeping behind only things that will push me further. Her image in my mind and the love I have for her, that I will never be able to lock away even if I try. The anger that will give me strength. And one goal in mind. Getting her back.

With those last few bits, I knew just by my heart beating calmly, that it's done.

Angel is back.

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Now that that part was done, the next part of the plan needs to be put in action. I need to gain back my strength. I need to eat and train before proceeding with anything. I can't do a thing being so weak.