Abducting BTS

Chapter 4- Pilgrimage of criminal proportions.

It stinks to low hell down here as my feet splash disgustingly on the sewer floor. We walk along the raised pathway by the side, but there's still a few centimetres of rancid sewer water.

I breath shallowly trying to stop myself from gagging.

I can hear Devil behind me as he moves around, talking lowly to the Sons.

I keep an eye on the boys, judging and checking for any unwanted communication.

I watch carefully as Devil walks up beside Jin and wraps an arm around his wide shoulders.

"So." He says smiling a cat like grin. "What do you think of Lucifer? Huh? A worldwide handsome guy like you? Now would be the time for any questions or customer service complaints." He says and I roll my eyes in amusement at both him unknowingly calling Jin by his nickname and Jin's slightly confused scared expression.

"Devil. He doesn't speak English." I say. "You want a conversation, try the tall one."

Namjoon doesn't wait for Devil's condescending behaviour and asks his questions.

"Who are you?" His voice is low but unwavering.

"Me? Well I'm the Devil. Did our lovely Lucifer not introduce herself? We make up two of the five Demons. Second in command of our gang Satan's Sons. Below, you guessed it, Satan!"

Namjoon nodded, and I began to get uneasy with the amount of information he's giving away. Namjoon was smart. Very smart and I worried that he may work something out.

"If its money you want, we have money." Jungkook said stumbling slightly over his words.

Devil grimaced. "Any other time, we'd probably take you up on that, but there's no way you have enough." He paused. "Are you aware that there are many people much much richer than Bill Gates in the black market?" He says. "Well one of these people is paying enough for us to burn a million pounds every day for ten years And we'd still be billionaires."

I see the glints of hope that sprung up in BTS's eyes dim and I feel guilt but I don't let it show.

The silence is deafening as we walk for hours on end. The only sound is footsteps through the murky water.

At one point, we have to cross over the sewer by wading through the rank water. I think I visibly pale at the thought as Devil, ever my favourite demon, walks infront of me and bends down slightly.

I beam at him and climb onto his back, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Any reason for you to do that without Satan castrating me is a win." He says earning a huff from me but I still smile as he Wade's through the water that reaches his knees.

Once on the other side, I jump off and turn waiting for the men to make their way also.

The two Sons walk quickly through, barley moving to dodge a floating shit.

BTS however seems distinctly less excited, Devil rolled his eyes and walked over, yanking Yoongi by the collar and dragging him into the cesspool.

A few of them climbing on eachother's backs like I did to Dev, they eventually make it across. Jin doing two trips to get Jimin and Taehyung who was still much too pale for my liking.

It has been a show. The gun. I had shot the girl yes, but I'd never have killed Taehyung or any of the boys. I would have knocked one unconscious but that was a worst case scenario.

Not only would Satan go absolutely mental, but it would completely fuck with the others. Besides, our employer was very specific on that all seven had to be there or he'd only pay half.

By the time we had reached the surface, it was nearing dawn and we had walked far out of the city and into the rural areas surrounding it.

I climbed the ladder first and pushed the manhole open a sliver, the dawn light was just enough to see by and much to my relief, a van was parked waiting at the designated spot.

Hoseok climbed up after me, his clothes disgusting and sullied from the sewers.

I gasped in the fresh air, not realising how little I'd breathed. One by one, everyone exited the sewers, everyone grumbling and coughing.

I let the boys talk for a few seconds so Namjoon could translate what he'd learnt. It's better they understand a bit. The fear of the unknown is the worst of all and I don't want them to be freaking out too much.

Considering I've abducted them, I think I've been pretty gentle with them. Theirs was allot nicer than mine after all.

I change again to get rid of the stench by the side of the roadside, hit I change more than my shirt so I hide behind the van much to Devil's loud an open disappointment as he pleads with me from the other side of the van even though it's so obviously a joke.

I shove him lightly when I get to the other side and tell the boys to all remove their shoes and if they walked through, remove their trousers.

"Why?" Hoseok asks even as he does what I say after the sons uncuff them.

"Because it's a long fucking drive and I'm not having it smell of human shit." He looks blank so I repeat in perfect Korean slightly smug even though I spoke it earlier into Taehyung's mic.

All of them do so when I throw a bag containing clothes and go grab new shoes to put on for myself.

When I return, they're all bare foot but no longer in those disgusting clothes.

The stand kind of ambling about and dead on their feet. I sigh and guide them into the van, painfully aware that they've been awake for over twenty-four hours and done nearly an entire concert with complex choreography as well as the six hour walk.

They slump on the ground and I hand out bottles of water. They look at them dubiously and Jimin even goes as far as to smell it. Rolling my eyes, a yank it out of his hands and take a swig before I chuck it back.

They seem satisfied and finally take a drink as the van begins to move once again.