Fallen || Yoonmin/Taekook

Chapter 17

Jimin, Yoongi, J-Hope, and Seokjin were sitting in the cafe once again, having been called there by Jin early that morning. Jimin struggled to get up out of bed because of the unfamiliar pain in his lower back and J-Hope was late because he apparently had been fighting a rustic windego all night long, a troublesome battle for any hunter.

Seokjin smiled softly at the small group of unique individuals, hoping he won't lose any of them in this coming battle. He had grown close to this bunch after all.... "I brought you all here this morning because it is time. Im sure you all noticed the angels message last night."

Jimin and Yoongi nodded and gave each other a sidelong glance and J-Hope let out an exasperated sigh, "Yeah, the windego I was hunting was shook and fell off a cliff before I could kill it."

Seokjin raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"So, what do we do?" Yoongi asked, his fingers laced with Jimins.

"Well, now we go to the battle field." Seokjin said, his expression serious.

The three others looked at him in awe for a second before J-Hope started breaking out in a round of giggles, "W-wait...your saying there's gonna be an actual battle field!? Should I go pack the swords and metal armor? Maybe I should bring more than one catapult." he burst out laughing once again, doubling over and clutching his stomach.

Seokjin sighed, "No, Hobi. Ya idgit." he cleared his throat and explained, "We four are going to go to an abandoned town where Satan and his demons will be at. We're trying to keep the humans out of this as much as possible, because they don't even know monsters, demons, and angels exist! I'm sure the demons are expecting us....so when we get there, they're will be angels too, hiding of course," Seokjin sighed, "I know you guys are probably terrified, and although I'm literally God.... I'm terrified too. But we can do this... I know we can."

Seokjin leaned forwards and grabbed his cup of red wine, taking a small sip from it and pursing his lips at the bitter taste. Again...Why does he drink?

"when do we leave?" Jimins voice cut though the suffocating silence, having not spoken at all that day.

Seokjin hummed and placed his cup on the table again, running a hand through his hair swiftly before answering the angels question, "Now. We have no more time to waste.... I hope you guys are ready. Get up and I will transport us there." Seokjin said, standing up from his sofa chair and cracking his back.

The others stood up slowly and unsurely, not knowing what Seokjin meant by 'transporting' them.

Seokjin reached forward and gave each person a small tap on they're forehead with his long, spindly fingers. J-Hope flinched drastically at the touch, while the other two squeezed they're eyes shut and braced themselves.

As soon as Seokjin touched them, they were all sent into a black oblivion that seemed to only last for a mere second, and then they found themselves standing in a dusty alleyway.

The group looked around frantically, examining their surroundings. It was abandoned for sure. The short lengthed alley way was bright, due to the low roofed buildings on either side and the sunlight spilling through the cracked walls and thin branched trees. They made their way out of the alley and winced at the bright sun, the blinding sphere seeming closer to earth than it was before... Maybe to get a better view of the blood curdling fight that was soon to break out.

"Holy shit.... Is that a tumble weed," Yoongi scoffed, glaring at the passing jumble of weeds. The others followed the weed with their eyes until it disappeared down the road completely.

The town was small. The packed dirt below their feet billowed up in small clouds as they walked. The buildings were old and moldy, the roofs on most of them already caved in. The trees were bending at odd angles, most of them on the verge of snapping. There were barely any leaves lining the branches and all in all they look like they had survived a million dry winter days.