Corrupt: A BTS Fanfic Book One [Completed]

Chapter 2: Lunatics

"Wait." Namjoon held up his hand and everyone stopped, looking around nervously "Lunatics." He said quietly. An uneasy silence came over the group "You see them?" Hoseok asked slowly "No... But look around, listen. It's too quiet. Plus..." He gestured towards the broken buildings around us "It's too... Neat." "Neat?!" Yoongi scoffed and rolled his eyes "Maybe for the God of Destroy." Jimin laughed at Yoongi's comment "Burnnnn." "Oh shut up." I said irritatingly

"I think It's nothing." Yoongi said bluntly "Yoongi shut up." Hoseok said as he looked around "What? I was just-" "No really, be quiet, listen!" Everyone was silently listening intently "Footsteps?!" Jimin started to back away slowly "Shit." Namjoon bit his lip and looked around "It's coming from the alley up ahead." Hoseok added nervously "Do they know we're here?!" "I didn't see any snipers." Yoongi said as he glanced at each shattered window and rooftop.

"We need to find cover!" I shouted quietly "How about over here?" Hoseok wandered off behind a big piece of what used to be a building wall "That'll work." I nodded my head, and sat against the rock quickly as the rest of us filled in "Can you hold Taehyung so I can sit?" Namjoon nodded his head towards the rock "Sure." He set Taehyung down carefully on my lap, then sat next to me, sighing quietly "Hungry?" Yoongi asked as he dug into our backpack of rations "Now's not the time Yoongi." Namjoon groaned "Right." Yoongi zipped the backpack shut carefully to avoid any noises

 "How can he sleep like that? In the middle of this?" As he lay on my chest, I held Taehyung closer to me, wrapping my arms around his bare one's and rested my chin on his head.

"How long was he crying?"I asked "About a half hour." Yoongi replied. Namjoon chimed in "Well that's how." Yoongi nodded "I miss-" He started "Yeah." Jimin cut him off quickly and Yoongi sighed. I heard something move a rock round us, and I got freaked out until I realized it was something that fell out of Taehyung's pocket "Namjoon, can you grab that?" "What is it?" "I don't know, it fell out of Taehyung's pocket." Namjoon leaned over and picked up the small piece of paper that lay in the rubble and looked at it "Bro..." Namjoon stared at the small square "What is it?" Yoongi said impatiently. Namjoon's eyes began to get teary "This is too much..." He rubbed his eyes and continued "It's a photo of Jungkook and Taehyung sitting together... laughing together." "What?!" Yoongi looked shocked, and Jimin buried his face in his knees "He must of always kept it... Even before the disasters... We lost everything to the flood." Hoseok nodded "Can I see?" Namjoon dropped the photo lifelessly in Hoseok's hand who looked over it silently "So that's what he always looks at." Namjoon mumbled "Yeah." Hoseok nodded his head and passed it to Yoongi. After he was done, he crouched by Jimin "Jiminie..." He poked Jimin's head "Yeah?" Jimin pouted quietly, his face still buried in his knee's "Here." Jimin looked up at the picture and sighed

 "Why did it have to be him?"

We all looked and passed around the photo, until we heard the footsteps get louder. Yoongi looked at me wide eyed, handed me the photo, and quickly sat down. Slowly sliding the picture back inside Taehyung's pocket, I hugged him tight to my chest. Namjoon put one finger up to his mouth, motioning for us to be quiet. We waited. My heart was pounding. Were they Lunatics? What would they do if they found us? Kill one of us? All of us? No. I can't let that happen. Not after Jungkook.

I rubbed Taehyung's arm. Maybe to comfort him, but maybe to comfort me too. I squeezed my eyes shut hoping whoever they were wouldn't look around. Please. Not here. Not now. Not like this. We need to survive.

I looked at the group. Jimin looked around the corner of the rock and flashed us a symbol with his right hand. It was a "L" which to us meant Lunatics. You can tell based on how they dress, at least one piece of clothing literally says "Lunatic" and then a serial number. Jimin held up nine fingers. Great. There's nine of them. 

A drone flew overhead, so we pressed ourselves against the rock. Another thing that used to be really fun before the disaster; But now it's not so fun. Those things can get you killed. They have camera's, that's the killer. Plus, it doesn't help that they fly either. They're one of the Lunatics  main weapons to help find their prey, A.K.A the survivors. A.K.A us.

We heard the Lunatics start speaking to each other "Yo, Dwayne?" "Yeah?" "When are we gonna eat?" "Soon." "Well I'm starving." "Me too." "Yeah Dwayne, let's eat." "Fine, Fine! We'll just set up camp here." We all looked at each other wide eyed, when Namjoon signaled a suggestion. He used his right finger to create a slit throat motion, obviously meaning "we'll die" Then he pointed to the group and then the ground. He must mean "We'll die if we stay here." Yoongi nodded and used his fingers to make a "walking away" motion. I thought, shook my head, then cuffed my ears, signaling that it was too noisy and risky.

 We'll wait. What will become of us?

What will happen??? Will they get caught? I wonder.... haha jk I already know, but you will have to wait! CLIFFHANGER MUHAHAHAHAHA *Evil Daesung laugh*

*clears throat* Anyway, I hope you like the story so far! Bye! Annyeong!