A mafia BTS ff.
"I have finally found the missing piece of my memory puzzle."
Jungkook found himself in another unknown place, covered with thick canopies. His hands were restrained behind him, his feet burned, and his knees buckled, but he continue...
"I want to breathe; I hate this night. I want to wake up, I hate this dream. I'm trapped inside of myself and I'm dead. Don't wanna be lonely....."
- Save Me (BTS)
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Jungkook and his twelve-year-old sister, Jungyeol, found themselves captive in the clutches of the Sinister Gang. The basement they were locked in was dark and damp, filled with the unsettling sounds of rats scurrying and bats squeaking.
Jungyeol clung tightly to her brother, burying her face in his chest as fear trembled through her. Despite his own fear, Jungkook remained resolute for her sake. She was the person he loved and cared for the most in the world, and he vowed to protect her with every ounce of strength he had.
"I don't want to die, big brother," Jungyeol whimpered.
"No one is going to touch you as long as I'm alive," he assured her, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Suddenly, two men burst into the room. Jungyeol's grip tightened around Jungkook as she pleaded desperately, her voice trembling with fear, "Please don't take him away... we'll do whatever you say. Please..."
It pained Jungkook to see his little sister so frightened and defeated, her hands folded in supplication. But the men showed no mercy as they forcefully separated them, tearing Jungkook away from Jungyeol's embrace.
The men held Jungkook and dragged him outside. He struggled but was of no use. They were way too strong. "LEAVE ME! LET GO!!"
Jungyeol's cries echoed through the room as the door slammed shut, cutting off Jungkook's view of his sister. Tears welled up in his eyes as he heard her anguished plea, "JUNGKOOK!"
Locked in the grip of his captors, Jungkook's heart twisted with anguish, knowing he was now separated from the person he cherished most in the world.
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Jungkook trudged along for about five minutes, flanked by the menacing presence of his captors. His hands were tightly bound behind his back, and a blindfold obscured his vision, preventing him from memorizing the path and plotting an escape. Their hushed conversations about their 'boss' echoed in his ears, but he couldn't make sense of their intentions. The confusion weighed heavily on him as he struggled to piece together the events leading to his abduction. The last clear memory he had was walking home from school with his sister when a black van screeched to a halt before them, and they were forcibly dragged inside. The subsequent moments were a blur, fragmented memories clouded by the effects of the drugs they had been administered.
Jungkook stumbled to a halt as the men restraining him abruptly stopped. His blindfold was removed, and he blinked to adjust his eyes to the sudden brightness. Before him lay an open scrub surrounded by tall trees, a perfect location for the sinister activities of the gang. Damp ground beneath his feet added to the atmosphere of dread.
