Produce Project #101

No Fighting Until I Say So

"Minki, what time is it?"

The same thing has been happening for the past 3 or so hours. There was a big city clock viewable from the small window, and Minki who was the best at flying, was keeping track of time for the boys.

"The same time it was last time you asked me. Plus 2 minutes." The boy answered, lowering himself and slumping his body against the wall.

Dongho couldn't take this. Was waste time really all the trainees could do? They had no food, they looked horrific, and they might never see the light of day again. He stood up, angrily ruffling his hair. "Can't you guys do something?! Are any of you at least trying to help our situation right now?!" He yelled, pointing fingers at them.

"Do you think we're not trying? We're stuck like this too you know." Daehwi said lifting his head which was previously resting on his knees. "It's not like any of us want to stay like this.." he continued, softening his tone.

Before Dongho could answer, a pair of footsteps could be heard echoing backstage. It slowly made its way to the trainees.

Everyone knew who they belonged to.

Everyone felt the evil behind each step.

Everyone was scared.

"Everybody, hide!" Daewhi yelled, and suddenly all of the boys moved at once, chaotically trying to find a safe spot. BoA slowly made her way into the auditorium and chuckled when she didn't see the trainees. "How childish. All you can do is hide. Are you going to do this forever?" She laughed.

BoA slowly stepped around. As if to resemble a lynx, teasing its prey.

The trainees were her prey.

She continued to walk around, the heels of her shoes clicking against the black tile floor. Each click sounded like a the tick of a clock. It sounded like a countdown. It was as if she was counting down to your end without using words.

That was the power of BoA.

She walked around the tables and the stage wings. Whether she was aware that she was closely passing the trainees, they didn't know.

She walked around and reached a bench. Dongho and Lee Gunhee were trying their bests to stay hidden, but at the sound of BoA nearing, Gunhee screamed at the top of his lungs in fear.

"Lee Gunhee, if you don't shut your mouth I'll shut it for you!" Dongho yelled. The two began to argue, throwing insults at one another until BoA began to laugh.

Again, it was the same eerie laugh she used before she mutated the trainees. Even though she was beside only two of the boys, each and every trainee could hear the laugh as if she was right beside them.

"Remember what I said boys." She said, stepping closer until she was right in front of Dongho and Gunhee. Grabbing them both by the chin, she whispered. "No fighting until I say so."

There was a sudden feeling as if a black hole was sucking the boys' consciousness in, and when they opened their eyes again, BoA was gone.

~

Standing up, Dongho grabbed Gunhee by the collar of his shirt. "What were you thinking you loud mouth! You could've gotten us killed!" He yelled. By this point, Gunhee was crying. Who wouldn't if they saw the height and manliness of Kang Dongho. Dongho was ready to throw a punch when Ahn Hyeongseop intervened.

"Boys." He began calmly. "We only have each other. Let's not lose that relationship too. We need everyone we can to find a way out of this mess and fix ourselves." He explained. The other trainees nodded in agreement.

Unfortunately, this wasn't enough of a reason for Dongho to stay calm.

Throwing a real punch at Gunhee this time, he sent the boy flying straight to the ground. "We could've been killed because of him and you're taking his side? That piece of scum deserves this much." He yelled.

Gunhee stood up, prepared to fight. He wasn't as frail as most people thought he was. Jumping onto Dongho, he slapped and did whatever he needed to defend himself.

Being the stronger one of the two by far, Dongho pushed Gunhee off of him. Both trainees stood up and Dongho yelled in anger.

That's when it happened.

Knives.

No, not knives.

Feathers.

About 15 to 20 sharp feathers swiftly and smoothly made their way into the younger trainee. Each so precisely shot that no blood was drawn until he had fallen to the ground.