This story will end on a happy note, but we need to get through the bad parts first.
"No one ever said that life was easy. But, what you make out of it is up to you. The people who want in your life are up to you. True life isn't easy, but you can make it less difficult than needed."
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{Y/N}'s POV
I was coming home from guitar lessons on a cold Friday night. That night, no one was on the street, it was desolate and silent. I hurried as fast as I could have so I could get back to my little apartment. My parents are dead and I have no siblings, so I have to fend for myself, I've been doing that since I was fourteen. It wasn't easy, but I survived and I fought to make to where I am today. It's scary being by yourself but, it's the best I could do.
A loud screech from car wheels and bright shining head lights, is what I saw when I turned. I started to run as fast I could while having my guitar on my back. But, they caught me and tossed me in the back of a van. The van was nothing, but ugly. Metal tools hanging on the walls of it and cages, that looked like it could fit humans in them. I was scared, but not to the point to scream and cry. I had to figure out how to get out of here, before I'm taken somewhere I don't know.
But, it was to late, they stuffed me in a crate with my guitar. It had little hole on the side so I could breath and hear, but I wasn't ready for the sounds and the smells for where I was put. Screams of young women in all different languages could be heard. Children upon children were being held in cages. Metal bars and wooden boxes was all I could see through the tiny holes of my own box.
"Bang Wo!" a woman screamed as I heard lashes and blood from her side of the room. I shuddered and hid as best I could in the box.
"Mir helfen!" a little girl screamed as she was being stuffed in a cage right next to me. The children were crying and hiding behind each other just so they couldn't be picked.
"Ayudarme!" another woman cried out. Her child was being taken from her as she was put in a box. Her cries were muffled by the lid of the box.
I felt my box being picked up and being put on something. I stayed quiet and tried to save myself from being the next victim of a cruel torture. I wasn't ready, for my new life and I silently cried in my box as they drove the women and I away.
~~~~3 Months Later~~~~
Beaten, raped and worse bearing a child to this world and losing it. I cried and begged as these things happened. I cried as I was beaten to a pulp for doing something wrong. I was raped for the fun of it by the boss of this whole scandal and worst is that I gave birth to my little girl in this world and then lost her 2 months later. I had enough, I wanted out but, I was caught between a rock and a hard place.
I heard a clanking sound on my floor in my little cell. A knife, a very sharp on in fact, I looked up and saw that a guard dropped it, I grabbed and hid it between my bed and the box spring.
I planned to kill every last guard I could before being killed myself. At dinner, I had the knife between my breast as I ready myself for this fight for my life and for the others in here with me. I grabbed it slowly and walked towards one and before he could say anything I slit his throat. Blood gushed on to me and I felt alive for once in the last three months I've been here. I kept doing it over again until I reached the bosses room. I cut, hacked and did all that I could do so that no one could recognize him.
I grabbed my precious guitar and ran and with all of the things for the others I ran in there out of breath and they looked at me cheering. "Take your stuff and leave this place! Get back to your homeland!" I saw women grabbing any child they could and then they ran I followed while carrying a little girl in my arms and my instrument on my back and we left.
~~~~~~~~Switch Aroo Time~~~~~~~
Jimin's POV
The boys and I were laughing and joking around as we played games and stuff. But, Namjoon-hyung, told us to watch the news because he wanted us to see something.
"Tonight on KWM, a story of young woman who saved the lives of over a a thousand people. Women and children had been disappearing from around the world and no one could find them. It was the same for this young lady, she stayed there for three months and decide to fight back. She killed every last guard she could to save the people who she didn't have any connection to. She is truly a hero. She is on the run right know but, if you find her she has a guitar case and a long t-shirt that says hope. We recommend that you keep her with you. She is mute and can be startled easy."
"Wow, she's amazing. I can't believed she did that!" J-Hope screamed. [A/N: English is going to be in bold and Korean is going to be in normal.]
"We should find her and keep her with us. She probably doesn't have anyone." Kookie said sadly. He wanted to help her so bad and I think we all did. So we cleaned the house and left searching for the girl who was stolen but, was going to be found. She would have a family, that cared and would want to protect her form harm. We can do that and we can make her a official of our little family and group.
~~~~Switch Aroo Time~~~~
{Y/N}'s POV
I gave the little girl to a woman who spoke her language and then ran. I was running through a city. I was in Seoul, the capital of South Korea and people were staring at me. I looked around scared. I needed my headphones and my music, but that was back in my home country. Someone grabbed me and I almost screamed, but his covered my mouth. I saw a guy my age with a six other guys as well. They were smiling softly and the one who had my arm pulled me into a warm hug. It was the warmest hug I ever received in my life.
"Your coming home with us okay?" he said, but I tilted my head not understanding. I was shaking during this whole time, it was cold and I need warmth. A guy with pink hair came up to me and hugged me stroking my hair.
"Your coming with us okay?" I turned and looked at the guy nodding and got on the other guy's back as they walked home with me in tow.
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Alright my lovies, this story took me a long time to come up with so please give me some honest comments.
Thanks for reading -GeekyGermanLover
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