The Monster Under The Bed

4. Rising Fear

Luhan coughs out blood as the man backs away from his fallen form. He was covered in the thick substance and bruised all over. He had been beaten before by Suho, Xiumin, Chanyeol, and Chen before, them using their powers to torture him.

This didn't even compare.

"Gonna join?" the man asks cruelly.

Luhan opens his mouth to answer, but more blood spills out of his mouth. He was choking on the stuff, he couldn't breath through his now broken nose.

"No answer?" the man muses, then smirks, "I was hoping you'd do that."

Luhan shakes his head and tries to whimper, only to cough and choke.

"Do you like needles?"

Luhan shakes his head fervently. The man picks Luhan up by his hair and drags him over to the bed. He attempts to struggle as the man ties him down, but he fails miserably. He can't do anything as his shirt is cut from his body. The man pulls a long, pointed metal rod out from his coat pocket.

Luhan trembles, then shrieks in agony as the man slowly presses the needle into his skin, just underneath his ribcage. The man actually presses it through the bone and out of his skin again.

"I think it's time to get that unicorn boy to heal you," the man muses, "I'll be back soon.

He leaves Luhan alone. The boy cries.

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Yixing climbs into bed after he heals Jongin. After a while, he hears his door open. He sighs and sits up.

"What needs to be--"

Yixing is cut off by a bag being thrown over his head. He protests and struggles to take it off, only to be overpowered by at least three people. He is dragged out of his bed and out of the house.

He is dropped on a wooden floor with a thud.

"Ow!" he complains.

"Shut up," a male voice grumbles.

He rips off the bag.

"Make me," he dares without looking or thinking about what he was doing.

His kidnappers take him up on that offer and beat him. Not severely, but enough to subdue the boy. When they finish, they blindfold him and tie his hands behind his back.

"Who are you?" Yixing asks, fear rising up in him. He hadn't felt this way since Suho's father died.

"None of you're business," someone answers him.

He is lifted up by his arm and dragged somewhere. He hears a door open, then labored, gurgling breathing. There's a strange sound, then a bubbling gasp. His hands are untied and his hand is placed in something thick, wet, and sticky. Blood.

His power does its job and heals the wounded person.

"Y-yixing?" a small, pained voice asks. Young recognizes it as Luhan's. He must be in the cabin!

"Shut up," the man who dragged him to the room demands. His order is followed by a cry of pain.

Yixing's hands are then re-tied, this time in front of him, and he is dragged out of the room Luhan was in and to another.

"He needs to be watched at all times."

"But aren't we going to knock him out."

"The drugs wear off far faster on him, we just don't know how fast exactly. So until we figure it out, watch him."

Yixing doesn't have time to speak before a needle is shoved into his wrist. He falls into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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Kyungsoo shakes Jongin awake the next morning. He takes into account the sweat on the boy's forehead.

"Did you have another nightmare?" he asks the younger quietly, Jongin nods.

"Do they ever go away?"

Kyungsoo shrugs. They never did for him. He can still hear the screams of his family as they try to run from the destruction of their home. A destruction caused by him and his refusal to join the war. The soldiers had dragged him away, shooting anyone in the small town who got in their way. He went through both mental and physical torture for years before Suho's father finally found him. He took him away from the war. He saved Kyungsoo's life.

"Are you okay?"

Kyungsoo glances at the younger boy, snapping out of his flashback. His lips tilt into his heart shaped smile.

"Of course I am," he lies, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Chicken!"

Kungsoo smiles and ruffles Jongin's gray-blond hair.

"Okay."

They leave their room and run straight into Kyuhyun and Leeteuk. The older men glare at the two.

"Sorry Kyuhyun, Leeteuk," Kyungsoo immediately apologizes, "I was just about to go down and make breakfast."

Leeteuk scoffs.

"Good thing I know of a nearby restaurant. Let's go Kyuhyun."

Jongin's hand curls into a fist and is about to go after the two, but Kyungsoo stops him. Jongin glances at the older and sees the sadness on his face.

"They're not worth it," Kyungsoo sighs once they're out of earshot. They go down to the kitchen and Kyungsoo begins cooking.

"Can you go wake up the others?" he requests of Jongin, who nods and transports into all of the boys rooms, scaring most of them. He doesn't bother with Autumn and Zitao's room, he knows Autumn isn't a morning person. Zitao was too peppy.

When he reaches Yixing's room, he finds the older boy is already out of bed. Jongin frowns, then knocks on the bathroom door.

"Yixing, are you in there?" he calls. No answer.

Jongin timidly opens the door, and sees no one.

He teleports to the dining room. Everyone is already seated and eating.

"You started without me," Jongin pouts. Suho rolls his eyes.

"Where's Yixing?" he asks.

"Oh yeah," Jongin's scratches his head, "Have you seen him? He wasn't in his room."

"Maybe he went for a walk, he does do that sometimes," Chanyeol suggests, pausing in his eating.

"But he's always been back in time for breakfast," Sehun points out, "We eat everyday at the same time."

All of them look at each other, then get up. They had to find Yixing. And fast.

They're gone when Autumn and Zitao show up.

"Hey, where'd everybody go?" Autumn yawns.

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Authors note
Sorry for the delay. I've been working on it for a while. Also, almost no Autumn and Z in this chapter: I hope the depressing action makes up for that.
Lastly, this chapter is dedicated to my friend CC_is_a_penguin bc I promised her this would be up I think a day and a half ago. Sorry babe.
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