The Dome [BTS Maknae Line ✖ You ✖ MX Wonho]

Chapter 1

You

My heavy lids flickered. Struggling to open themselves as the blurry but beaming low neon blue colour came into view.

Wrinkling my brows, my vision soon became clearer while i slowly scanned the place.

Where am i?

Eventually, the senses below my neck began to come back as i started to realized that I was tide down in a built-in seat with a couple of strong black seat belt, crisscrossing on my chests down to my waist.
The same leathery textured belt was also found fixed across my thighs. Securing me down on my uncomfortable seat.

Looking up, another realization came into view; i wasn't the only one.

Two rows of similar seats facing each other in a slender narrow tube. At one end bear a fairly large metal exit to God-knows-where. While at the other end, a clear sight of a couple of co-pilots maneuvering the tube.

An aircraft?

Oh, God. It's 'them'.

They got us; I and alongside these other people were successfully collected and caught by these monsters and now they're heading straight to the dreaded Dome. About to throw us into the pit of hell that no mankind should ever endure living in.

Shit.

Wait....Jimin. Where was Jimin?!?

"Jimin....!" I found myself uttered in a low whisper. Frantically glancing left and right, then back to left before carefully scanning each and everyone around me, face by face.

Some familiar, some weren't.
Some were from the same district while the others were mere strangers.

Where are you....?!

There!

Successfully targeted, i found my best friend at one end of the opposite row in front of me. Seems that i was placed right in the middle while he was at the farthest end. Right next to the large intimidating mouth of the aircraft.

Jimin, and seemingly everyone else was knocked out of their consciousness. Dead asleep in this uncomfortable forced slumber as we all were on our way towards the possible death penalty.

Despite the risk of getting caught, i struggled to free myself.
No use. These belts could probably withhold even the strongest of a pro-wrestler.

Weeping under my breath, and heavily influenced by my own protective nature, i needed to free myself.
Even though i was bleeding along the way.

"Awake, aren't we?"

Startled, i looked up and turned to face the figure that was the first to let out any sort of human vocals into the cold and contained atmosphere.

A tall pale man in a white hard leather suit, with complex details to the fabric that nearly resembled an albino gecko, calmly walked towards me.
Bending his knees down, the stranger parked himself quite close to me. Practically invading into my personal space, breathing against me, murmuring to himself

"So...you're her. Interesting...."

Beginning to feel oddly defensive, my next instinct was to -

SPAT

- literally, spew some on the bastard's face.

Caught off guard but, at the same time, framed by his own ego, the man quickly wiped them off his face before raising his long arm up. Attempting to slap me across the face before his reckless actions were immediately put to halt.

"That's enough, Agus...!!"

The whole tight space was shook by this massive ear-splitting sound of a much elder man approaching us from behind this white humanoid dildo.

I observed them;

"Save your disciplinary actions for the Dome. Understand me?!" He screams.
"Yes, sir." The dickhead responded before sheepishly escorting himself away while still trying to wipe off the moist from his face.
Back to his seat just behind one pilot, attempting to death-glare me one last time. Probably scanning my face one last time so that he could do more torture later.

The next thing i knew, the rest that were fast asleep were rudely woken up and quickly brought out of the aircraft that appeared even larger from the outside.
Trying to reconnect with Jimin, whom seemed as baffled as i was from afar, someone yanked me back in my place.

"Where do you think you're heading? This way....!" The same man, Agus his name, had me by the arm. Seemingly pulling me in a different direction from the rest.

"Let go!!" I screamed, causing attention upon us.

Jimin

I heard her screaming.

In a quick sharp move, i turned my head around. Sourcing the scream from behind me but still further away back.

(Y/n) was a fighter, no doubt. She would never let anyone touch her without leaving a mark on them as well.

I shouted her name.

Although i was in the same manner as the rest that were caught (which were having our hands tide and positioned in front of us), i still wanted to protect her.
With that in mind, i immediately sprinted towards them, ignoring the fact that i will definitely get tackled down by these aliens in white afterwards.

"(Y/n)...!!!" I repeated, heading directly towards my best friend that was laying on the ground. With her legs in the air, flying around to kick the tall slender guy in front of her.

"Hey...!!!" I screamed once more in order to gain his attention before literally crashing into him. Head first, directly planted into his gut. Causing us both to fall onto the grassy dirt.

Despite having my hands all tide up, i still wanted to put up a fight; Throwing a leg over him, i mounted the guy easily before raising both arms up. Attempting to place a painful blow onto his face.

Suddenly -

"AARRGGHH...!!" I let out a brief cry as i felt a sharp pain shot through behind one shoulder. As if a long sharp needle was forcefully inserted behind my back.

Instinctively while ignoring the throbbing pain, i turned around, punched then kicked the person responsible until he fell down sideways. Planted his own face into the ground.

Growing more and more dizzier by the second, i finally let my gradually weak self fall as the substance that was seeping through the veins of my back began to take its toll throughout my body.

As i lay flat on the moist ground, my visions began to blur as dark spots start to appear...