Destiny ( Namjin fanfic)

Chapter 46

"But... but how? That means you knew the murderer? Or do you have a suspect in your mind?" RM asked with a furrowed brow, grappling with the revelation.
"Hyung, when are we going to see Kung Fu Panda? We also need to go to the park. Little Joon-wo wants to eat popcorn and play in the garden," Joon-wo whined, tugging at Jin's sleeve.
Seokjin took a moment to assess the situation. "Let's discuss it at home. Today is for enjoyment. I don't think we should ruin Joon-wo's mood," he declared, and the others nodded in agreement. Yoongi, noticing RM's reluctance, stepped in, persuading him to take the katana swords
"Why should I? It's not mine. Plus, I don't want to have a weapon that's responsible for your family's death," RM stated with a somber expression, his gaze fixed on the katana swords.
"Yahh!! You're not an outsider. Remember that. Always. It was also your family. Joon-wo adores and likes you very much. We all do. So, I'm telling you to take these swords," Yoongi asserted, his tone carrying a mix of insistence and concern. "You mentioned from the beginning that you knew katana swords. Perhaps practicing with them may help you revive your memory," he suggested, gesturing towards the swords as a potential key to unlocking RM's past.
RM gives a weak smile and then looks down while nodding a little. They all went back to their cars and drove to the cinema, where they had booked the entire theater. Joon-wo was a giggling whirlwind, jumping down the stairs, eagerly awaiting the start of the movie while munching on popcorn. He alternated between coming down for more popcorn and going up and down the stairs to pass the time.
RM, still immersed in his thoughts, suddenly noticed another group of men entering the theater room. He discreetly signaled Jungkook, who was sitting next to him, about the newcomers. Jungkook also peeked behind and exchanged a concerned glance with RM. Swiftly, he messaged RM personally, "Something seems off with those guys. Keep an eye out." The air in the cinema was now charged with both the excitement of the movie and an undercurrent of suspicion.
RM (privately): Assassins! Here?
Jungkook (privately): I think. Not sure.
RM (privately): Message everyone. Kookie hyung, don't act rashly.
Jungkook (privately): Okay.
Jungkook (group chat): Guys, keep an eye on those men who just entered the theater. Something feels off.
Seokjin (group chat): Don't take action first. I'll make little Joonie sit in the front seat. If they are assassins, eliminate without a single noise. Take them one on one. They are seven exactly. Stay vigilant.
An eerie atmosphere settled as the two groups waited for the other to make a move. The movie started, casting flickering shadows on the tense faces. Little Joonie, caught in the middle of the suspense, wanted to sit between his hyungs. After a brief argument, he settled ahead with Park Soo Hoon. Bangtan, anticipating potential trouble, considered Soo Hoon as a contingency plan to swiftly move Joon-wo if the situation escalated.

Simultaneously, the assassins bided their time, waiting for the cover of the loud movie to execute their mission discreetly amid the cinematic chaos. The air was thick with anticipation, both sides ready for whatever might unfold in the dimly lit theater.
Each member had their private weapons at all times: Seokjin, the enforcer armed with a shotgun adorned with a fearsome dragon engraving. Yoongi, the strategist with a sleek long revolver featuring a sinister snake design. Hoseok, the relentless gunslinger carrying two firearms, each marked with the regal symbol of a Phoenix. Jimin, the cunning blade dancer, brandishing daggers embellished with the mythical charm of a nine-tailed fox. Taehyung, the silent executioner armed with a long knife and a small shotgun, both bearing a white tiger's blazing blue-eyed stare. And Jungkook, the sharp-eyed enforcer, his revolver etched with an eagle, while brass knuckles grip his other hand.
RM, left with no other option, retrieved his katana swords from a guitar bag. Bangtan discreetly carried their weapons in instrument bags, such as guitar cases, violin cases, and piano bags. RM couldn't help but wonder why they had so many instrument bags. To his surprise, he discovered that it wasn't just bags; they had real instruments at home, along with a whole studio
Under the cover of darkness, the assassins struck, wielding revolvers silenced for discretion.However, Bangtan, the seasoned syndicate, proved to be elusive shadows in the dark. Unbeknownst to the assassins, Bangtan donned upgraded night vision glasses, a secret weapon crafted by their adept technician, Hoseok. The glasses bestowed upon them the ability to navigate the darkness with the same precision as if it were bathed in light.Now armed with this advantage, Bangtan seized control of the situation. Jimin and Taehyung, the agile enforcers, swiftly closed in on the assassins. With deft moves, they inflicted calculated cuts on their adversaries' hands, forcing them to relinquish their silenced revolvers.
Then, Yoongi and Hoseok skillfully eliminated two adversaries each with calculated shots. At the same time, Seokjin and Jungkook seamlessly coordinated to neutralize the remaining threats, their movements choreographed in a silent ballet of deadly precision. The narrow alley briefly echoed with the sounds of suppressed conflict before settling into an uneasy quiet.
Suddenly, the scene shifted as four mysterious figures emerged from the exit room, dangerously close to where Joon-wo and Soo Hoon were immersed in the world of Kung Fu Panda. RM, hyper-aware with his hybrid senses, reacted instantly. Drawing his Katana swords with a fluid motion, he swiftly and silently dispatched the intruders before they could pose a threat.
Meanwhile, amidst the laughter evoked by the animated movie, Joon-wo remained blissfully unaware of the covert struggle playing out just steps away – a stark contrast between the cinematic amusement and the harsh reality unfolding in the hidden corners of the Bangtan syndicate's world.
Observing RM swiftly handle the four intruders, Seokjin offered a reassuring thumbs-up, reciprocated by a nod from RM. As the immediate threat subsided, RM began inspecting the fallen assassins in search of any clues regarding their mysterious employer. Yet, to his frustration, the lifeless bodies yielded no trace or indication of the person who had sent them. The lack of leads left RM unsettled, adding another layer of complexity to the unfolding mystery that gripped the syndicate.
I know how to use Katana swords , Joon-wo's parents were killed by these swords, the diary says that i killed someone, but i don't remember who? If somehow someone can read my mind, that would be soo much of help!! Read my mind!! Yes!! Read my mind!! I think that method would work.
Thinking about something RM was excited and was messaging someone.
After the movie concluded, Joon-wo animatedly shared his thoughts, passionately recounting what he enjoyed and found amusing. His hyungs listened attentively, fully aware that a sulking Joon-wo was the last thing they wanted later when he inevitably inquired about their own preferences from the film. Each member engaged in the conversation, savoring the post-movie banter with the utmost attention, ensuring Joon-wo's enthusiasm remained undiminished.
"Hyung, I have some urgent work at home. I need to go. You can take Joon-wo to the park. I can go by taxi," RM expressed with a hint of urgency.