A Group B fanfiction following Group B's Keeper of the Runners (Minho's equivalent), Rogue. This story is split into II parts: most events before Rachel & Aris, and all events after.
'Then, next to her, another girl. And another beside that one. She...
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ROGUE AND SONYA stood on the outskirts of the woodlands, the trees casting shadows on the forest floor as the sun began to set.
The note had been read between them countless times.
World in Catastrophe: Killzone Experiment Department.
It was a clue. It had to be.
"Where did you find this?" Rogue asked, the note still scrunched in her hand.
"Between the bricks," Sonya said in a hushed tone. "An hour or so ago. Just through there." She pointed deeper into the woods. "Now, I don't wanna have people freak, but I don't think this was left by any of us." Sonya motioned for the note back.
"Have you told Ximena?"
She shook her head. "She'd die right on the finchin' spot."
"Sonya, we have to tell her. It'll be even worse if we don't," Rogue said.
"I know. It's just... World in Catastrophe? It doesn't sound good." Sonya fidgeted, flicking the note with her index.
"Yeah, well, between this and the Creepers, at least we know there's a world out there," Rogue said. "Where is she now?"
"By the Lodge, last time I saw. With Beth." Sonya folded the paper once more, fitting it into her back pocket.
Rogue nodded, her mind racing with the implications of the note. Without another word, she gestured for Sonya to lead the way back to the Lodge.
As they walked, Rogue couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in her stomach. What did 'Killzone' mean? And who had left the note?
As Rogue and Sonya drew closer to the lodge, Ximena was no longer there. Instead, their eyes fell upon Beth, her posture sagged as she sat by the entrance.
"Hi again," Sonya began. Beth looked up, slowly. "Where did Ximena go? It's sort of urgent."
Beth grumbled, irritated, "She was here a moment ago."
Sonya shifted uncomfortably. "Right. Well, that's not quite what I asked."
Beth rolled her eyes, a sigh escaping her lips as she ran her hands through her grown-out blonde hair. "She's inside." Sonya thanked her. "And while you're there, tell her to give me my tools back."
