Fall (Bangtan Sonyeondan BTS Alternate Universe)

5. Meeting Sin

"Sin."

Star gave me an impressed smirk, her tongue darting out to lick the side of her mouth.

"Perfect. The name of someone who will completely destroy in Bangtan. Welcome to the family." Star pulled me into an unexpected hug. I jumped lightly, staring wide eyed before grinning and squeezing her back tightly.

I don't know why I was so happy that she liked my name, or why I felt so proud to have been accepted into the gang so easily. I mean, it's a fucking gang for Hell's sake.

But there was something growing in me, tainting my heart and filling my lungs. It had always been there, but it was massing, growing, spreading.

My name was Sin, fit for the life I would be leading, full of danger and illegal activities, and, well, sin.

Giving me one last look, Star released me and began walking again, this way back the way we came.

There was a certain confidence to my step, and the way back seemed much shorter than the way there.

In what felt like no time, we were back at the building, where there were boisterous yelling drifting out of the broken windows.

The yells made my heart jump, and it felt like my blood started to run faster, filling me with an excited energy.

This was my new family. My name was Sin, and I would be perfect for the life they lead, I would be perfect for them.

I would learn from Rap Monster's cool intimidation, I would learn from Mint's rage, I would learn how to sneak up on people like the boy who held me from behind yesterday. I would learn from Star's seductive, chic ease. I would learn, and I would give my own special spark to the group, whatever that would be.

What could I bring? I have a name, but what's in a name if there was nothing behind it?

I would be dangerous? All of them already would be.

I would be collected? My temper was too much for that.

I would be a mastermind? I'm sure they already have plenty of brains.

What could I bring?

I would be ruthless. I would be calm, calculated, manipulative. I would be the one to do whatever was necessary to get the job done.

I would be fearless. I would take risks to get what I wanted. I would maintain a brave face in the eyes of the rivals.

I would be the epitome of all the worst deadly sins, my three favourites.

Wrath. I would be ruthless and brutal in attacks. I would be unforgiving and lethal.

Lust. Seems pretty self explanatory. I would leave the inhibitions, the low self-esteem, the morals behind with the old me.

Pride. I would be arrogant, with well reason. I would be the best, and there would be no reason to act like I didn't know it.

Feeling hot blood pumping through my body, I jumped in the air, hooting, hollering and running to the building.

Reaching the door, I reached out brashly, slamming it open and walking into the room with all the swagger I could muster, sauntering towards the couch where 2 of the unfamiliar boys were playing around.

They looked up from their fighting, staring up at me like they were deciding whether they should be angry at me or impressed.