A Pure Soul

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The steps stopped right on the other side of the bathroom door, it was completely quiet for a brief second, but then the door was kicked opened and I screamed as several armed men stormed in, their guns pointing at my head. 

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The six men sat in their usual places in their meeting room, each of them holding a tablet, on which the CTA's ever-growing file is displayed. "They are becoming a real threat, if they continue growing like they do right now." Namjoon stated, while swiping through the file.

Although the CTA does not have nearly as many members as BTS and the members of the rival gang are less experienced and lessly trained than their soldiers, they have been observing the rapid increase in gang members and gang activities for some time.

"We've been holding back a bit over the last few months..." Yoongi spoke his thoughts out loud. "They probably saw this as an opportunity and used it to form their own little alliance against us." Taehyung snorted in annoyance, "If they really think they can be anything more than pesky little parasites in our empire, then they're stupider than I thought." "They may only be little annoying parasites, but they've already done enough damage, and I'm in favor of finally curing ourselves of them." Jungkook said with a menacing, sinister grin on his lips. 

"Even though, I wouldn't mind getting finally rid of them; there's still the problem of not knowing from where those assholes operate!" "Language!" Jin called out Yoongi for cursing, who, in response, only rolled his eyes. Jin saw Yoongi's reaction, and he stared at the other with narrowed eyes. "I swear, if you or anyone else dares to say such a word in the presence of my little Jiminie, I'll rip them into pieces and feed those pieces to the strays!" 

"Yeah, yeah, we know, hyung, but let's come back to the actual topic. Yoongi made a good point! I set over twenty people on the task of finding them, but they weren't successful until now; it seems like they know how to hide their tracks." Namjoon groaned, frustrated. 

"Maybe we need to put even more peo-" Hoseok wanted to suggest putting even more people undercover on the street so that they could find and gain access to their rival's base, but he was interrupted by his phone.

He grabbed his phone, which was laying screen down on the table. As soon as he turned it around and the screen spealed out 'Jimin' his face beamed. "It's Jimin, isn't it?" Namjoon huffed "Answer and tell him that you'll call him later, he probably wants to complain that I've given Taemin a black card so he'll can buy himself whatever he wants. This meeting is very important we can't postpone it any further!" 

Hoseok answered the phone and immediately started speaking, because he knew how hard it was for him to say no to Jimin, so he thought it would be best to just not even give him the chance to ask something. "Hey, Jiminie. We're in a meeting right now, can I call you back in a bit?" 

"N-no! P-please d-don't hang up!" Jimin shouted from the other side of the phone, he sounded desperate and frightened. He shouted so loud that each of the six men had heard it, even though he hadn't been put on speaker. "What's wrong?" Hoseok his whole attitude changed and he immediately jumped up from his seat.  

"Hyung, someone shot at us. Taemin hyung has said I should lock myself in the bathroom at this small shop in the mall, but he went out and said he had to hold them off, he also told me I should call you." Jimin cried, his voice was now quieter. Hoseok's blood run cold at the words that reached his ears, he gestured for the others to follow him and he began running through the mansion towards their garage.