LOST BOYS | BTS DYSTOPIA GANG AU

Chapter 1

~Unknown POV

The air is thick with bullets and rain, shoots fire, their howling screams bounce endlessly on the brick walls of the alley way, the smell of smoke, metal and blood stenches throughout the passageway. The two conscious members across from me take cover behind dumpsters and scrap metal, they sit in their pool of crimson clutching their wounds but still fire rounds. The other lays unconscious against a pile of scrap metal. This is bad, we haven't had this many casualties in the assault squad before.

"FALL BACK FALL BACK!" A voice sounds in my earpiece

The other two injured members hear it too, picking themselves up and the other unconscious one making their way to the back of the alley.

"J AND K COVER THEM!" The voice repeats, I roll to a pile of scrap metal firing shots hopefully sparing some cover for the others.

"Arming bombs, K you're clear to throw explosives."

I reach for my belt grabbing four rectangular boxes my shaking hands struggle with undoing the knot holding the explosives to my belt.

These stupid hands, why won't they work.

Something clinks to my right, seeing in the small amount of light I have in the alleyway, it's a grenade.

I dive crossing the alleyway to take cover to the scrap metal pile previously occupied by the unconscious Taehyung. The grenade explodes and the blast scorchers my right leg, my vision blurs and darkens at the pain. I bat away the flames that cling to my jeans. The pouring rain trickles on the burn sending waves of agony though my body. I try swearing but with my clenched jaw nothing comes out.

"K THE EXPLOSIVES"

I bite down on a finger trying to distributing the pain, reaching down again for the explosives I take out my knife cutting the straps loose from my belt and slide them down the wet pavement towards the opposition one by one, with this rain and only a streetlight illuminating the whole alley, none of the soldiers seem to notice.

As much as I hate this rain, at least it offers some cover.

I take off, sprinting as fast as my legs can carry me, bullets fly past me, one finding a home in my shoulder.

Shit

I roll to a doorway clutching my excruciating shoulder. Hot tears roll down my face as I bite onto the inside of my cheek.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"JUNGKOOK YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF THERE, SOLDIERS ARE ADVANCING." The voice comes not from my earpiece but around the corner, there I see Namjoon and the others just three meters away on the opposite side of the alleyway.

"CLEAR FOR EXPLOSIVES." I yell running through the waves of bullets to them, the bombs explode taking my body with it sending it flying towards a metal scaffolding.

-Black-