Byun Baekhyun remembered the long stairs that took him up to a room that was once his Hyung's bedroom. Everything about it was changed now. It was now used as a guest room. "Freshen up. Father hates blood." One of his sons said.
How ironic, Baekhyun thought. He noticed the guy left behind a crisp black suit.
Later he was made to join Father in the living room where he and his children were having a drink. "Let's celebrate your return." He said bringing his glass to the ceiling, "Welcome back to the family."
A loud chuckle escaped Baekhyun's mouth, "Family?" He looked at everyone around him and noticed Yuri in the far corner, "Why are we deluding ourselves into thinking that this man, this murderer is our Father?"
Smiles were wiped away by his harsh words, everyone took him for an enemy now for he dared to offend their master. Father simply smirked as if he was expecting this. He signalled everyone that it's okay."Why? Am I wrong?" Baekhyun went on, "Didn't you let many of your 'children' die for your own selfish means; including Hyung?"
Father thought for a while, "Ah! You mean Ji Chang Wook? He was a good son."
Baekhyun was angered by his coldness, he clenched his teeth.
Father rolled his eyes sassily, "Oh for Christ's sake, don't be so ungrateful towards me. Now, A big project is coming my way and I need someone as skilled as you to take care of it." He said shamelessly.
Baekhyun only looked at the white haired man across him in disbelief and sighed, "I'm so sick of being your watch dog, you know." "Well, that can't be helped now, can it?" Father was not taking a no for an answer. "Yuri will brief you about the project." He added brightly.
Baekhyun stood up dejectedly, "Ya right, find someone else. I'm done with your sh*t." He began walking towards the door.
"Come on now! You're not through with that rebellious phase yet?" Father called out from behind. When Baekhyun didn't stop, he signalled his men to stop the already battered boy.
The man moved, damned fast. So fast that Baekhyun nearly missed seeing it. Baekhyun's body seemed to react on its own, without conscious thought, as the battle begin. Baekhyun caught the strong punch coming his way and brought his knee up, aiming the attacker's nose. At the same time he ducked his head to dodge the oncoming baseball bat from behind. He then kicked off his first attacker and round kicked the man on his back.
A blow from another attacker meant for his already cracked jaw whizzed by in a blur of knuckles. From the corner of his eye, he saw his opponent's other arm begin an upward trajectory. He ducked again and felt his hair ruffle with the force of it. Baekhyun made a run for the door when a bald man charged with a roar like a bull. Baekhyun simply sidestepped, whirled to face him. Another opponent lunged. He avoided one flying fist, only to collide with another. The blow landed in his already fractured ribcage, leaving a sharp sting.A hard kick on his back and he fell on the ground on his face, totally KOed. The injured men quickly lunged at him and grabbed his arms and neck to restrain him, pinning him down. He could feel the cold floor pressed on his cheeks, warm blood oozing out of his mouth. He cursed under his breath.
Suddenly the door opened infront of him and he was greeted with a pair of neat black shoes. "Oh, you're here, son." Father called from behind who was only enjoying the fight from his seat. "Who is he?" the man infront of Baekhyun asked. "He is your Hyung." Father approached them with his drink, "Baekhyun, meet Jeon Yong Guk, my one and only biological son."
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His Killdom
FanfictionThere were no stars in the sky. Baekhyun took another sip of his beer and looked over at Taehyung. He seemed lost in his thoughts. "Don't think too much, silly. This is how life is; cruel and brutal." Taehyung sipped on his canned drink. "My mother...