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

Chapter 4

Jungkook

"Pick your poison." I said to her. Guiding her into the chamber of weapons as it was our turn to choose our weapon of choice for the battle.
Most of us will likely to choose the ones we've used before. Others opt for the new designs that debuted just recently.

"Wow..." i heard her muttered, glancing over at her to the reaction in her face that she tried to cover up.

"Why don't you..." i trailed away, aborting what was i wanted to say.
Noticing it, (y/n) turned towards me and asked for the rest of my sentences.

"Nothing. Forgot what i wanted to say. Ah, that's mine." Walking faster, i headed straight for my choice that i had always find suitable for me.

A couple of stainless steel double built machete-like blades that comes in a duo, along with its own strap that you can wear on your body.

"You've picked already?"
"Why? You wanted this one?" Quickly turning my head to face her, i asked.

"Ah, no. I meant how fast of you to choose out of all of these other ones." (Y/n) said, looking around us. Scanning the entire space with her oblivious sight.

Yeah, Kim Taehyung was pretty much right. Her memories has vanished.

This whole situation; the Dome. The plaque. The taking of random and innocent people from their home to participate in the game.

Everything has happened more than once.
To be more precise, last year. This whole mess was "launched" last winter.

And (Y/n) nearly broke the system because she was too damn complicatedly smart and determined for her own kind.

I was especially feeling intensely lucky to be having her as my partner this time. But the feeling is bittersweet though.
Because our last encounter...well, we weren't exactly...on the same terms.

***flashback***

She tried to hide from me but i could still trace her silhouette behind one of the trees and large chunks of rocks near the frozen river.

Keeping my silence due to the fatigue i was enduring trying to track her down after going through hell back there, i channeled my inner lion as i swiftly but carefully tip toed through the thin layer of snow mixed with dirt beneath my heavy combat boots.

There you are...

Finally, a clear opening. I had her sitting down on the ground, having her weak self against a large rock between a couple of trees. And the best part of it all; (Y/n) was growing more weaker and distracted by the minute.

The poison i had shot at the back of her neck was finally taking its toll after having to wait a good hour for it to take effect.

Her immunity was strong and she was too stubborn to even give up.

It was in her blood.

The cure was definitely running through her veins.

But luckily the poison won't touched that immunity as it was only designed to weakened her muscles.
And it's beginning to show.

I watched like a predator on how she pant so hard. Struggling to breathe as the muscles around her neck were probably beginning to swell from the inside.

Puffing visible frozen breath out from her dry mouth, (Y/n) clutched her chests as her other hand gripped tightly around that notorious weapon she had chosen from the chamber; the black blade O Katana samurai sword.
The material was this some kind of rare charcoal diamond that can easily slice through the human bone upon the slightest contact. Let alone gliding across the mere flesh.

Rumour has it that if an Aspirant is in contact with his or her fated weapon, their soul will intertwined with that particular weapon. Basically you can turned into someone else when you touch those types of weapons.

They say it's them that chose you instead the other way around.
Once you've mastered your own weapon, it will be like as if it brings out the beast in you once you come in contact with it.

In (Y/n)'s case, since it's a samurai sword, her demeanor will immediately change to a Japanese combat warrior once she straps those harness on. The additional cool part is that the whole thing comes with it's own set of Shuriken. You're screwed if you ever come in contact with one of those babies.

Now's my que.

Despite being in a state of fragility, (Y/n) still had hints of stubbornness lingering through her eyes as i revealed myself from one of the trees not too far from her.

Quickly recognizing my unwanted presence, (Y/n) made an attempt to force herself up.
Knowing the nature of the poison, i calmly walked right up then bent a knee down to her. Extending an arm as i placed a hand on her shoulder, pinning her down against the rock behind her.

As i was about to take out the syringe for her blood, i wasn't aware of what (y/n) was capable of doing the moment after that.

Indeed, i was probably too confident about the poison.
Because i thought what i had injected in her was working well before i was viciously attacked by a sharp throbbing pain that seeped deep into my left abdomen.

Screaming in agony, i turned my head to face what was attacking me; a 6-inches worth of dagger that (Y/n) had managed to stab right into me before attempting to crawl away from me.

Biting my lower lip, i carefully wrap my fingers around the dagger and slowly pulled it down.
Whimpered in pain, i tore away the lower half of my jacket. Tore it up some more before wrapping it around my waist, sealing the painful wound that (y/n) has caused me.

Enraged, i turned around to search for her again.

Successfully tracking her down for the second time, she wasn't that far off as she was still on her fours.

"You're not going anywhere..." i murmured, stomping through the pain as i brought myself closer to her.

***

"Jungkook?"

"Oh?"

Instantly snapped back into reality, the sound of (Y/n)'s gentle voice immediately intruded the flashback i had of last year.

"You okay? You look a little pale." Looking up at me with a slightly worried expression written across her face, she placed a hand over one of my shoulders.

Side grinning, i reassured (Y/n) by placing my own large palm on her little one. Joking,
"I've always looked this pale."

Succeed in taking her mind off of me for a while, she let out a slight air laugh before abruptly changing the subject. Saying,
"I think i found what i want."

"Oh, which one will that be?"
No, don't tell me. I already know which weapon you have chosen.