Of Angels & Demons | BTS (COMPLETED)

Prologue I

Earth, Seoul, South Korea
2215 hours

On a street somewhere...

Seungjo skateboarded along the pavement, navigating her way skillfully through the crowded city. Her short ivory hair was hidden under her black Stussy snapback, making her look like a boy instead of her real gender.

As she was chewing her gum, the obsidian skull hanging from her black choker shone dimly.

"Saejin to Seungjo~" a childish voice popped up. She rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing~ Just wanna make sure you're out of trouble," Saejin replied, bringing to a series of nags from Seungjo. Even so, no one paid attention since they were telepathing through the choker.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure I won't stumble upon those nincompoops," she stopped her nag with a snicker. Suddenly at a turn, a group of boys blocked her way. She groaned.

"What're you looking at? Move over," she said boredly. The boys' eyes widened.

"The fuck... A girl? Ugh, such a shame. I thought we got another chum to beat on," they roared. Seungjo sent them a glare.

"Jo out, got company," clenching her fists, she ended the telepathy.

At the same time in a cafe...

The arctic haired Saejin scratched her head, frowning.

"Did she just hang up on me?" She pouted. Hyerin broke into a fit of laughter, which soon turned to a little cheer when she beat her game. Looking up from her phone, the alabaster haired girl tried to calm down the 'burning' Saejin who was gobbling up the cakes.

"Hey, let's go somewhere else," she proposed. Earning a questioning look from the small girl in front of her, she dragged her out, before turning back to pay her bill after the cafe owner chased her.

Meanwhile at a nightclub...

Haeyeon's head bobbed up and down to the beat of the blasting music. She glanced around. The view of people dancing, getting drunk and flirting with the bartenders greeted her. As she sipped her drink, her obsidian skull, the same one as Seungjo's, shone a dim white light.

"Haeyeon-ah, where are you?" A small voice spoke up. Haeyeon tucked a strand of her scarlet hair behind her ear.

"The usual. Why?" She answered without moving her lips. They, too, were telepathing.

In the meantime at an arcade...

Hayi, a charcoal haired girl, pouted. Her attention was fixed on two other girls. The both of them were immersed in their tenth game that night.

"I'm stuck with these gamers here," Hayi sighed. Haeyeon let out a small laugh.

"I'll get you out in a moment. No sign of those party poopers?"

"Nope,"

"Okay, on my way. Meanwhile, stay there and watch after those two,"

"Aye aye captain!" The small voiced girl giggled. The obsidian skull dimmed as they dropped the conversation. As soon as the conversation ended, Hayi heard Jaehi whining again.

"Haneul! Cut me some slack, will you?! This is the tenth game that you won!" She messed her also charcoal hair. Haneul, the currant haired girl, blinked her eyes innocently. She looked at the twins and made a peace sign.

"Peace," she said flatly, almost soullesly. The twins facepalmed.

"Haneul, I swear you need to learn how to express your emotions," Hayi said. Jaehi nodded in agreement.

"I do?" Haneul asked, clueless. Hayi's despair became a bigger one when they dragged her to the counter for more tokens.

"Another dollar please?" Haneul and Jaehi tugged her blouse like kids. She gritted her teeth.

"Use your own money dammit!" She thundered.

Back at the nightclub...

Haeyeon made her way out of the club, stopping for a moment or two when a random guy came up to her.

She liked the attention, but since she was in a hurry, she just smiled and gently declined their company. When suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by a creepy-drunkard-who-dance-like-an-idiot. That was what she thought.

"Umm, will you please find someone else to drink with you? I'm in a hurry here," she tried to pull herself away from the drunkard but he was grabbing her hand a little too tight. The annoyed girl clicked her tongue.

"Dude, I swear-"

"Excuse me, she's mine," a deep voice of a man interrupted.