J-Hope One Shots

Lightning Strike (part 3)

Creaaaaaaak~ The door slowly opens and suddenly a flash of light splashes the room eating away the darkness even into the narrowest of crevasses. Just as quickly as the noise of the door opening starts I flash up onto my feet into a fighting stance coming face to face with a surprised Rap Monster, JungKook, and Jimin. 

"You escaped your chair," He says, but before I can even move an inch he gestures for JungKook and Jimin to leave the room. "I guess I shouldn't even be that surprised anymore...you seem to be full of all sorts of surprises."

"You know..." I tail off circling him an intense intimating vibe coming off my body as I circle him, constantly on defense for any sudden attacks,"I don't know whether you are incredibly smart by removing the other two from the situation before they got hurt, or whether you are incredibly stupid for trying to face me alone."

He merely dismisses my statement, instead a question coming from his mouth, "Out of curiosity...how did you manage to escape the chair while being tied to it?"

"You dismiss me and I'll dismiss your questions, Rap Mon." I sneer, "Besides your a smart man, use that brain of yours for once in your life."

He suddenly breaks out in laughter, his voice bouncing off the concrete walls, "Oh I like you...Your fun to go around and around with, smart enough to not let me step on you but still keep the argument going."

I say nothing just keeping direct eye contact with him, steadily breathing in and out.

"But you see, going around in circles in an argument will get you know where so I will get to the point." He sighs.

"The point of why you kidnapped me?" I ask quirking an eyebrow.

"Yes, (Y/n) as to why I kidnapped you." He nods letting out another exasperated sigh, "You know you'd do good sometimes to just listen before speaking."

"Fine, I'm listening, now speak before you bore me to death with your lectures." I roll my eyes.

"Lighting Strike had stolen an item from us, and in exchange, we had taken you."

"The first thing we could think about the Lighting Strike wanting back was you, your group seeming to be not much of materialistic group but instead valuing your sisterhood and not 'leaving any man,' or woman for that matter, behind."

"Yes, but to a certain extent, our members are still expendable," I argue back, "We were trained with that idea always implanted in our mind, so again I ask why the hell would you want me?"

"Because while your members are expendable they get less and less expendable when it starts moving into the leaders..."

"Even the leaders are expendable!" I spit back venom lacing in my words.

"Yes, but the group is less likely to write them off as too much hassle." Rapmonster verbally fights back. "You being even less expandable than the leaders!"

I laugh. I laugh directly in his face. Me? Even less expendable than them?

"You do realize the main reason Lighting Strike was set up on a leader Queen system was so that one of the leaders could take the place of the Queen if she died and just be replaced later, in order for the gang to survive all." I scoff, "We have survived generations this way, by everyone, and I mean EVERYONE being expendable!"

"Would your group at least endeavor to save your 'Queen' if she was taken, hostage?"

I immediately answer without hesitation, "Yes, but if the clan was suffering through too much bloodshed and casualties we would abort the mission and crown a new Queen from the chosen leaders."

"Did you perhaps know that your Queen was giving up on living the gang life, and planning on living as a regular person having a regular job?" He pauses lacing his fingers together.

"No...but what does that have to do with anything..?"

"Well, she was your best friend, don't you think she'd prepare for you to become the next Queen?"

"I maybe who she would request the members to vote for but we only chose from the most capable of candidates from the leaders." I assert.

"But wouldn't you be the next best candidate? You had placed at the top of your class and tied with her in practically everything in statistic measures of grading, the only reason as to why she won over you being pure luck when you went to do a backflip out of an attack and landed improperly injuring your ankle... your Achille's heel at the time." He responds "But even after the final grading you continued vigorously training after that, very quickly exceeding her capabilities of fighting you off if you wanted to challenge her for the position."

"With the support of their past Queen and exceedingly over qualifying characteristics for taking over the position, you were going to be the next Queen." He firmly states. "And you know it."

I let all of the information laid before me sink in. Even if I wanted to argue he isn't telling me the truth on some of the things he just said, I can't ignore the fact that most of what he said was the truth as I had lived through it personally.

"Honestly, I really do believe you are to qualifying for the job now." Rap Monster finally states, causing me to look up at him. "After fighting you and chasing you down I can testify that for a fact. That's why if Lighting Strike were to suggest just giving us the item back in exchange for you, we will now be refusing. You are too valuable in skill level to loose."

"I am dedicated to Lighting Strike, not your gang, it's not like you can just recruit me into one of your members." I spit back, narrowing my eyes.

"I may not be able to immediately make you just switch over your alliances," He agrees. "But even if I could never get you to join this gang as our member it wouldn't be a wise choice to let you go."

"If I were to let you go Bangtan would be in danger, to let you rot away in here would be wiser on my part than letting you roam free to potentially declare war on us in the future."

"Wooooow," I trail out a mocking tone in my voice.

"Never thought Bangtan would be scared of little old me, a girl nonetheless, isn't that a strike your manly pride." My lips curling into a smirk at my words.

"Scared? No. Aware of a potential danger? Yes." He retorts, "It's called wisdom, you would do well to learn more about it."

"Yah! Well, I won't join your gang, Rap Monster!" I shout, taking quick strides getting all up in his face in a means of intimidation. "Whether I get rescued, or whether I escape, you better constantly be peering over your shoulder because I'm coming for you."

"That's mighty big threats from a girl whose imprisoned." He quickly responds slightly raising an eyebrow at my brash words.

"You would do well to learn your place because I seem to have the upper hand." He smirks turning around and heading for the door.

"Rap Monster," I call out, making him turn to face me once more.

"Hmm?"

"You would do well to learn the difference between my threats and promises." I smirk, and with that, all bloody hell breaks loose.

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Filler pillar, be as you call it, it was a much needed chapter filled with information to provide a basis on which the story lies...though I am sorry it didn't contain more action scenes. I still am amazed, however, at how your actual written story can differ from your mental conjure of how you plan to play it out.

~Those Weirdos <3