Blood And Lullabies

Chapter 25 : Blood And Brotherhood

The cold metal door slammed open with a loud bang as Hobi kicked it down, fury blazing in his eyes. Inside the dark, cramped room, Yn sat huddled in the corner, her small body trembling, bruised and battered beyond words. She had her hands pressed tightly against her ears, trying to shut out the nightmare.

Hobi didn't hesitate. His strong arms wrapped around her fragile form, pulling her close as if shielding her from the world. One arm cradled her, the other raised, weapon ready, as his face twisted into a snarling mask of rage.

"She's ours," he growled, voice low and deadly.

In an instant, the rest of BTS stormed the compound - seven kings of the underworld, merciless and cold, their eyes burning with unholy fire. Their special forces moved like a pack of wolves, ruthless and relentless. Every enemy that crossed their path was met with brutal force - choking, slashing, and crushing.

Jin's calm yet deadly precision sent three guards sprawling, their throats slit before they even realized what hit them.

Namjoon's tactical mind turned the chaos into a calculated massacre, barking orders with icy resolve:
"Taehyung, Hobi - sweep the basement! RM and I will clear the upper floors."

Taehyung's grin was savage as he plunged into the fray, his movements fluid but lethal. "Let's bring our little sister home."

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The halls reeked of blood and fear. Dead bodies littered the floor, and screams echoed faintly through the night. The air was thick with the stench of violence - but the kings paid no mind. Their only goal was Yn.

Hobi's grip on Yn never loosened as he fought with one hand, his other hand fiercely protecting her. His breaths came ragged, but his eyes never left her.

"You're safe now, baby. I won't let them hurt you again," he whispered fiercely, his voice breaking only for a moment.

Meanwhile, Taehyung flanked Hobi, his senses razor-sharp as he covered their backs, striking down anyone who dared approach. Blood dripped from his knuckles, but his smile was colder than ice.

"Almost there," he said, scanning the dim corridor.

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Rm and Jin cleared the upper floors, their combined strength like an unstoppable force. Jin's steady hands kept him precise, but his eyes burned with fierce protectiveness. RM's voice cut through the chaos:

"We don't have much time. Move fast. Jungkook, Jimin - cover us, secure the perimeter."

From the shadows, Yoongi moved like a ghost - silent, lethal, and cold. With calculated precision, he eliminated threats before they could even react, his expression unreadable but eyes burning with protective fire.

Nearby, Jungkook's youthful ferocity unleashed havoc. With wild punches and kicks, he tore through the enemies, his protective instinct driving him forward. Every swing, every strike was fueled by the desperate need to bring Yn home.

Jimin fought with a quiet rage, each move a deadly dance. He was the storm in the eye of chaos, taking down foes with brutal efficiency yet never losing sight of his mission: to protect his family at all costs.
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Finally, Hobi and Taehyung reached the exit where their car waited, engine rumbling like a beast ready to roar.

Hobi carefully lifted Yn into the back seat, gently laying her down on soft blankets while Taehyung mounted guard at the door.

"You're safe now," Taehyung said softly, his fierce exterior melting for a brief moment as he looked at Yn's fragile form.

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