Prologue

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MINHYUNG

I didn't know what I've risked by doing this but I had to.

I felt suffocated, I couldn't handle it anymore.

God? Please forgive me I can't take it anymore I am committing a sin but I'd rather live in hell than here.

I failed you, I failed everyone.

The harsh flow of water down the bridge got me out of my trance and I stood on the railing.

"Minhyung!" I looked beside me to see Jungwoo, pure horror on his face.

Right, I tricked him into leaving me for a while.

If he was here they would be too, no.

No No No.

No I can't let them get here, they'll take me back.

"Please!" Jungwoo cried.

"Don't do it!" He yelled.

"It's for the best!" I yelled back with the strength I had , my voice barely reachig him.

I heard a honk and that was my cue to let my body go.

As I did, I felt the fall was longer than I imagined.

I sunk in the water seeing blurry silhouettes of them, all.

Couldn't see their faces, was there a smile? Or tears?

Probably the first one.

Letting my eyes close and body sink.

I closed my eyes.

I am sorry for existing.








MARK


Lighting up my cigarette I was walking back to the warehouse.

Hyuck's gonna get it for stealing my bike.

As I was to enter the alley to warehouse I felt someone.

I didn't turn but took the wrong way.
As I continued walking nonchalantly I felt the feeling grow.

This way lead to something I don't remember a forest or an old bridge maybe?

Nice place to dispose off a body.

I stood at the start of this pathetic bridge and turned.

"Come out," just as the words spilled out there he was, your average assassin aiming a knife straight at me.

Man how Slow, I broke his wrist and pulled the knife. He landed a kick in my waist and ouch, that hurts.

I rolled my eyes and tried to pull him in a chokehold but damn bastard escaped.

I tried to back him at the edge, planning to get all the information about his boss.  I dialed one of my emergency contacts, don't know which one and lunged at him.

I pressed him against the edge,

"Spill," I ordered but he was still busy putting on fight.

I pressed harder on his neck, "do it!"

I heard some cries and that distracted me to see someone on the railing.

Nothing new, just a suicide.

Wrong move, he used my distraction and switched us.

I groaned and tried to kick him.

He gave me a crazy smile and I realized he wasn't just a normal assasin "Die,"

He chuckled and pushed me off the bridge.

I couldn't even comprehend but maybe this was the end?

Could've got a better death than this.

Is this the end of Mark the Great Leader?

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