The siren. I remember it as clear as day. My parents worked for the CIA, and it was supposed to be bring your child to work day. But there was an attack on the base by a money hungry organization called "Hyeol-aeg don" (Blood Money). Everything and Everyone was in absolute chaos. My parents running up to me, the building around us bursting into flames as gunshots rang.
"Everything will be okay." My mother told me, putting her lucky star necklace around my neck.
Her face was black and covered by smoke, but her blue eyes shined brightly. My father gave me a tight hug, and picked me up swiftly. He handed me to a man in a torn black suit.
"Get her to safety!" My father said to him. He kissed my forehead.
"We love you, Y/N. Never forget that." My mother had tears in her eyes, as she picked up a gun.
Then, for the first time in my life, I saw my father kill a man.
I was quickly turned away from the sight, and rushed out of the building. Tears streamed from my eyes, and the world around me was a blur. I was put into a black car, and began to scream for my parents and watched from the car window as the facility behind us burned and collapsed on itself.
Back then, I was only 6 years old.
Ever since that day, I've trained with the CIA. Now at age 18, I have become an official CIA agent. I will bring down Blood Money. I will avenge my parents deaths.
And I will stop at Nothing until I do.
Present
A siren went off in the building. I cursed at myself and quickly ran over to the buildings main computer system. I typed as fast as I could, collecting the systems information and bypassing the alarm firewall. I deleted any trace of me being there, and the sirens stopped. I shut down the computer and breathed heavily.
"Not bad Y/N. You're improving." A voice said, walking up to me.
"Thank you Mr. Mason." I gave a slight nod to my boss, and the man who saved me from the burning building, John Mason.
"Now please remember not to trip the alarm next time. Do that out in the field and you'll blow your cover." Mason said, folding his arms.
"Yes sir, I won't do it again Sir." I nodded and stood up straight.
"You are excused Agent L/N."
I nodded again and quickly went to my quarters. John Mason was my guardian, and decided it was best for me to live in the facility instead of outside. Blood Money was after my parents, and they're after me too.
Meanwhile at Big Hit Entertainment (3rd Person POV)
(Now since I don't know any names of the people working at Big Hit, I'm going to use some of the names of BTS' managers I heard in Hobi's Wings 'Thanks To'.)
Minhyuk sat in the conference room along with the rest of BTS' Managers. They gathered to discuss an important issue that is a threat to the boys.
Sejin cleared his throat, looking at the rest of the managers worriedly. "I received a call this morning from a group called "Hyeol-aeg don". They said that they want 1,000,000 won, or they will assassinate the members of BTS."
The managers in the room gasped. Even though they worked for Big Hit, if the media found out, they would perish. There was no way for them to get 1,000,000 won in a short amount of time.
Yoonjae spoke up. "I think we should hire someone to protect the boys until we can find a way to pay Blood Money."
Everyone agreed.
Sungseok brought something up to their attention. "But who would we get to protect them? There are no good agents in Korea willing to protect a boy band."
Minhyuk tapped his chin. "Then we will have to get an agent outside of Korea." He grabbed a phone, and made a call, as the rest of the managers had fear written on their faces.
Back at the CIA in America
"Don't worry. I'll send my best agent." Mason assured.
He hung up the phone and called for all agents to meet in the mission room.
First Person Y/N POV
I smiled when I heard that all agents were to report to the mission room. That means that a mission was going to be assigned. I put on my uniform, a black jumpsuit with my ID attached to it and plenty of pockets to hold anything I need. I ran down the flights stairs and made my way to the mission room. By the time I got there, I was out of breath.
Mason stood up, and looked at all the agents in the room. "We have reports of a planned assassination in Seoul, Korea."
I bit my lower lip. I've always wanted to go to Korea. Actually, I've always wanted to go anywhere. I've never been outside of the facility since the day of my parent's death. I wasn't even allowed out for their funeral.
"I'm going to send one of you to Korea to protect a group of boys known as 'BTS'." Mason continued, showing a picture of a group of boys on a screen, who must be BTS.
"These boys are going to be killed by Blood Money if we don't send someone out there."
The hair on the back of my neck stood up. Blood Money. This was my chance. I could protect these boys, but also find out more information on Blood Money.
"I've chosen Agent L/N, to carry out this mission. The agent that will accompany her is Agent Carson."
I looked at Mason at the mention of my name. It as if he read my mind somehow. I looked over at Agent Carson, a boy only 2 years older than me. He has dark brown hair, but shining blue eyes. We both walked up to Mason and received files with our orders. I looked up at him, and he gave a small smile and nodded.
Tonight, I will be on a plane going to Seoul, Korea.
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