5 - The battle at Kim Mansion

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The intruders stormed into the mansion, their black-clad figures blending into the darkness. They moved with military precision, weapons drawn, and eyes scanning the area for their targets.

The Kim and Jeon family underlings were ready, guns drawn as they engaged the attackers.

Taehyung watched as the chaos unfolded around him, the sound of gunfire deafening. He saw his father take cover behind a heavy oak table, firing at the intruders with deadly accuracy Despite his age, Mr. Kim moved with a practiced ease, years of experience evident in every shot he took.

Jackson, who had arrived just moments before the attack, was in the thick of the fight, his face set in a grim expression. He wielded a golf stick with brutal efficiency, smashing it into the face of an approaching attacker, the force of the blow sending the man crashing to the ground. Blood sprayed across Jackson's clothes, but he paid it no mind, his focus solely on protecting those around him.

 Blood sprayed across Jackson's clothes, but he paid it no mind, his focus solely on protecting those around him

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Jungkook was fighting like a man possessed. Dual-wielding pistols, he fired at anyone who dared approach Taehyung. his aim deadly and precise, The anger he felt toward the intruders was too much, each shot fueled by a deep-seated rage. He was determined to protect Taehyung, no matter the cost.


 He was determined to protect Taehyung, no matter the cost

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Taehyung, joined the fray. His hands shook slightly, but his resolve was unshakable. With a fierce shout, he aimed and fired, hitting an attacker square in the chest. The man crumpled to the floor, and for a brief moment, Taehyung felt a surge of satisfaction. But there was no time to relish the victory; the fight was far from over.

Amidst the chaos, Taehyung saw Mr. Kim get hit in the shoulder by a stray bullet.

"Dad!"

he shouted, his voice breaking as he rushed toward him.

Jungkook's eyes widened at the word, a surge of protective fury washing over him as he gunned down the shooter who had targeted Mr. Kim. Without
hesitation, Jungkook charged toward the man, slashing his throat with a knife, single, fluid motion. Blood gushed out, and the attacker fell lifeless to the floor.

Jimin was in the thick of it too, his agility and speed making him a difficult target. He ducked and weaved through the chaos, taking out enemies with well-placed shots. But even he couldn't prevent the sudden attack on Taehyung. An assailant came from the side, landing a brutal punch to Taehyung's face. Taehyung stumbled back, his nose exploding in a spray of blood. His vision blurred, but he managed to fire back, hitting the attacker in the leg.

The sight of Taehyung's blood pushed Jungkook into an even deeper rage. He shot the man who had hit Taehyung, not once, but twice, ensuring he wouldn't get up again,.

 He shot the man who had hit Taehyung, not once, but twice, ensuring he wouldn't get up again,

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Just then, a bullet whizzed dangerously close to Jungkook's head. He barely had time to react, but Mr. Jeon's main bodyguard, who had been keeping a close eye on Jungkook throughout the battle, was quicker. He dove in front of Jungkook, taking the bullet meant for him. The bodyguard grunted in pain but remained standing, firing back at the shooter with steely determination.

The fight was reaching a fever pitch. Jackson was like a man possessed, his eyes wild with fury. His blows were almost feral, each swing of his bat fueled by an uncontainable rage. As he fought, his eyes began to glow a faint blue, an unsettling contrast against the carnage around him. He was a force of nature, unstoppable in his wrath.

Jungkook was relentless, but as he surveyed the room, he knew they had to get out. The enemy numbers were dwindling, but they weren't safe yet. He grabbed Taehyung's hand and made a break for the exit, with Jackson covering their retreat.

Jimin stayed close, firing off shots to keep the remaining attackers at bay.

"Get out of here!"

Jackson shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos.

"I'll cover you!"

Jungkook hesitated for a moment, his eyes meeting Jackson's. Despite the animosity between them, there was an understanding. Jackson was putting Taehyung's safety above everything, even his own grudges.

But before Jungkook could respond, a sudden blow struck his face, ripping his lips. Blood dripped down his chin, but he barely registered the pain. He knew Jackson was right-they needed to get Taehyung out of here.

Jackson fought off the remaining attackers, swinging his golf bat with brutal force.

"Go!"

he yelled again, this time grabbing Jungkook by the shirt and pulling him toward the exit.

"Keep him alive, or I swear I'll kill you myself.'"

Jungkook nodded, his mind racing. He grabbed Taehyung's hand and together they ran, dodging bullets and stepping over bodies as they made their way out of the mansion.

Behind them, the sounds of the fight continued, but all that mattered was getting to safety.

As they finally broke free from the mansion's grounds, Taehyung glanced back, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Jackson...my family.. they are still in there."

"They'll be fine,"

Jungkook said, though his voice betrayed his own doubts. They had to trust that Jackson would make it out alive and save the situation.

The night air was cold against their sweat-soaked skin, but they didn't stop the car. Jungkook's mind was still reeling from the fight, from the sight of his father bleeding, from the realization that Taehyung had called him "Dad."

Finally, when they reached a safer distance, Jungkook stopped the car and pulled out his phone.

His hands were trembling, both from the exertion and the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He dialed a number, his breath hitching as the line connected.

"Hyung..."

Jungkook's voice was strained, mix of desperation and relief.

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