Ying&Yang °•Minsung•°

3.1

Hyunjin stalked the group from atop a roof.

"They look so normal... just like me..."

His eyes narrowed staring at the weapon tease the monster with a happy, carefree smile on his face.

In another life they could've all been classmates.

Instead, Hyunjin had been tasked with executing them all.

He clutched his cross and spoke a few words to his Lord then steadied his heart.

As much as he hated being forced to kill, these were demons, right hands of the Devil. So the Angel had said and so Hyunjin believed.

He let himself fall and landed on a balcony's railing then jumped on the sidewalk of a dark alley, just behind the karaoke place the demons had chosen.

"I wonder why here of all places" Hyunjin thought distractedly as his plams produced a heavy grayish smoke into the air conducts:

"Maybe they were hoping to ruin some teenagers' lives for fun...
Who knows what goes through demons' minds..."

Besides, there was no need to worry about that at all.

Hyunjin's trap had sprung.
All he had to do now was...

...collect the corpses.

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Jisung pressed his hoodie to his face in an attempt to filter the air he breathed and slammed the door open.

The corridor was so filled with smoke it was hard to see its end.

"Poison guy must be close, stay allert" Minho ordered, voice muffled.

Felix, Seungmin and Changbin all nodded.

Jisung couldn't help but notice how Minho had instinctively placed himself in a place of command and everyone had instinctively followed him.

"He's so cool..."

"Hey." a voice slithered into his mind.

He jumped.

"Don't worry!" the voice laughed:
"It's me, Seungmin. This voice is an illusion I created. Noone else can hear it but you. This way I can explain things without giving away our position."

Jisung turned back to the other higher rank and received a wink in response.

They all advanced into the smoke, slowly, checking every private room and finding bodies fainted on the floor.

"Poison guy or, how we should call him Villain code 143 is a power holder with the ability to create all sorts of poisons from his skin" the illusion voice kept whispering, seeming so close and so real:

"We've been observing him for a while now and have come to the conclusion that his power, like everyone else's has a weakness. He isn't immune to what he creates which means that if he uses his power too much he ends up poisoning himself too"

Jisung even nodded along without realizing it.

"The power to create is held to high standards by Chan. See, I don't create anything. I just manipulate people's senses. Felix doesn't create shit either, he just uses the light already existing around him. And yada yada..."

The sound of a door opening froze them all in place.

"What I'm saying is..." finished the voice quickly:

"We can't neutralize him. Chan wants him alive."

A figure started appearing, shrouded in smoke, at the end of the corridor.

A dissatisfied sound reached their ears:

"You were all supposed to be dead"
poison guy stated.

Jisung's hand slipped under his shirt to the dagger he had hidden there.

The villain appeared in front of them, wearing a disappointed expression like they were children who had disobeyed.

His hair was long and black, his face as striking as the one of a model. His proportions were also the ones of a model, tall with long legs and a slim waist. But his eyes... they were so numb...

"Well, guess you give me no other choice"

Poison guy spread his arms and the battle started.

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