Elements - A BTS fanfic

Chapter 32 - Lucky day

I thought I had been through plenty of bad hangovers, waking up with a headache strong enough to make me partially blind, but the heavy weight at the back of my head felt like nothing I had experienced before.

I couldn't help but groan loudly as the pain forced me to open my eyes and emerge from my slumber.

I frowned in confusion as I took in my foreign surroundings.

For some reason, I sat in a damp smelling, dark room, tied up on something that was most likely the stool I sat upon. Ignoring the sharp pain shooting through my skull I started to wiggle my limbs, noticing that I had been tied up quite well.

After shooting a quick prayer that the material would be some sort of measly string, I set my hands on fire. However, it didn't seem to do any good as the material continued to dig into my skin, not weakening in the slightest.

I took a deep breath before trying to find out whether there was a possibility it was metal. However unfortunately, as I suspected, the material didn't budge after giving it a shot.

I took another deep breath in an attempt to stay calm, but struggled.

I slowly recalled confronting the Libertas with the boys, splitting up to pair with Jin and Jungkook.

God, where were they? Were they fine? Who had brought me here? Was it the libertas? I suspected so. What would their next step be? Was my family behind this?

I couldn't help but shout out in frustration, tears silently spilling from my eyes.

As I sobbed silently in the dark, I heard a weak voice speaking from somewhere in front of me.

"N-noona?"

I let out another loud sob combined with a gasp, relieved to know Jungkook was here with me.

"Jungkook,!" I shouted before igniting fire again, but this time much more strong so I lighted up the whole room.

It revealed an undecorated room with grey walls and no windows.

What immediately drew my attention however, was Jungkook sitting on a stool across from me, his eyes wide as he watched me with a worried expression. I was happy that he looked fine, apart from the scratch above his eyebrow. The blood had dried up, but it was clear it was a pretty deep cut.

After inspecting Jungkook's appearance, my eyes drifted to the boy hunched over in the same type of stool situated on the left from Jungkook.

He seemed to be unconscious

It took me a good couple of seconds to realize it was Jin.

I gasped as my eyes widened in horror.

"Jungkook, what happened?" I breathed, tears leaving my eyes again as I tried not to glance too much at Jin's state.

It was strange to see him so bad, since I had only seen him being his perfect, gorgeous self.

He looked anything but perfect now.

His hair had a weird colour and appeared wet, which I could only identify as dried up blood. I couldn't see his face, but his black outfit was completely scratched and torn up. The tears revealed his skin, painted blue and purple, cut open all over.

Jungkook swallowed harshly before squeezing his eyes shut briefly.

"It was a trap." He mumbled before opening his eyes again, shooting me a sad look. "They wanted to split us up and take us hostage from the start. We should have known, the battle was way too easy. After they ambushed us and took you down, Jin and I tried to fight them of course, but they were much stronger and..." He paused to glance at Jin with a look of pity in his eyes.