Indigo // BTS Mafia AU

One

I was running faster than I thought my feet could go. They were gaining on me and I couldn't let myself get caught. I'd been at this for two years now and I still hadn't been caught; today was not going to be the day that changed.

My hard footfalls echoed though the alleyway as I ran for my life. If I could only get my pursuers separated, then I could pick them off one by one. When you have twenty men on you at once your survival rate goes down quite a lot.

I decided to turn right, running down another alleyway that was darker and not as wide. It seemed to do the trick because the footsteps behind me got quieter, meaning some of the men behind me had gone the other way. Suddenly I turn behind a dumpster and hide, waiting for my pursuers to run by. When the first one does I leap out and attack him. He makes a strangled noise as I attach myself to his back and quickly put him into a choke hold. He goes to sleep in my arms and I let him fall.

The next guy is immediately on me, throwing a punch at my face that I easily block. These must not be the top of the line guys. With a kick to his stomach he stumbles back, groaning in pain. I take his moment of weakness to grab his head and bring my knee to it, not hard enough to kill him, but he was out like a light for sure.

I stop as two guys are on both sides of me, ready to attack. Game on. The one behind me charges first, grabbing my back and holding me as the one in front tries to attack me with a knife placed clearly in his hand. Using the support of the guy holding me from behind I kick my legs up and knock the knife out of the guys hand, it clatters to the ground. I then kick my leg back into the one who's holding me's crotch. He immediately releases me and I have time to grab a small throwing knife from my boot. One of them was running away.

I quickly threw the knife with perfect aim at the first mans right leg, making him crumble to the floor, screaming in pain. The guy id kicked where the sun doesn't shine reached for me again but stopped when I suddenly pulled my gun from my belt and raised it at his face. He froze, unmoving, but it didn't last long. He lunged and I moved my gun down, shooting him twice, once in the crotch and another in the foot. My ears filled with his sudden cries of pain.

I took off running again, this time getting away from those that were after me. The rest of my way I walked, blending in among the crowd, all the way home. When I reached the mansion on the hill, I walked up, and saw there were no guards. Immediately I pulled out my gun, turning off the safety and holding it close to my body. Slowly, I walked through my not usually open gates.

When I reached my front door it was open, teasing me, letting me know there were unwelcome guests inside. When I opened the door wider I saw them all, and I dropped my gun down, smirking at the faces in front of me.

"Have fun looking for her?" I ask them, my voice as usual muffled from the mask on my face. The four masked men sitting at my dinning table glare at me, clearly not happy they'd gotten me away from the house to look, and still found nothing.

"Where is she?" Namjoon snaps. I held up my hands and shrugged. Slowly I walked over to them, knowing they wouldn't kill me, they didn't have what they needed, and I knew where it, or really, she was.

"Beats me," I shrug, taking a seat across from them all, keeping my distance.

"Is this a game to you?" Yoongi eyes me angrily. I roll my eyes at him, he was my least favorite of this team. Bangtan. That was their unit, the most advanced and dangerous group from the Kim family, and yet, they never got me.

"Yoongi darling this whole thing is a game," I scoff. Yoongi looks as if he's about to reach over strangle me right then and there, but I knew he wouldn't, we weren't fighting, yet.

"Just tell us where she is Indigo," Hoseok growls.

"Wow," I shake my head. "Of course, after two years of protecting her I'm just going to give her up just because you asked, makes sense."

"We'll find her," Jimin eyes me. "You can't keep her hidden forever."

"What's the big deal with her? She's nothing special," I shrug. "You've been chasing her for what? Five years?" I saying teasingly, earning eye rolls from all four boys. "You couldn't get her when she had no one protecting her, and now I'm here and you think you can? There's no logic there boys and you know it."

Namjoon looks at the three boys with him and gives a little nod. I brace myself in my chair, knowing we were done talking; they had grown tired of my quips.

Right as Hoseok jumped up, knife in hand, I did so too. He slammed the knife into the table where my hand had been and it stuck. While he was flustered I jumped onto the table and kicked his hand that was still clutching the knife. He groaned in pain but grabbed at my legs. I grabbed a hold of the chandelier then, pulling myself up and out of Hoseoks grasp. With my new angle I kicked him square in the jaw and jumped down, running from the room.

I heard the footsteps behind me and I turned, just dodging Jimins attempt to grab me. He ran past me and Yoongi was now in front of me, ready to take me down. He lunged and I moved, I swung and he dodged, it was a never ending cycle.

But then Jimin tried to attack me from behind, and I raised my elbow backwards, hitting him right in the nose. He fell back and I kicked him in the stomach, sending him falling to the ground. Yoongi's attention was now on Jimin, not me. So, I took this opportunity to lunge at his stomach. With all my strength I grabbed him and pushed him back hard into a mirror that shattered immediately on impact.

Yoongi pulled a small pocket knife from his back pocket. I was fast but not fast enough. I almost dodged it but wasn't quick enough, earning myself a slash along my abdomen, making me hiss in pain as I felt the blood coming from my wound.

In anger I took Yoongi by the hair and threw his head back into the wall hard, his eyes closed after that. It was only Namjoon left then, and I knew he couldn't get that dirty, he was the Kim Boss, the Kim's only heir. Even though he was still pretty young he had already taken the boss position.

He reaches for his gun but I knock it out of his hand the second he had it. I could end it all, the whole Mafia war between the Fey's and the Kim's right now. Namjoon was unarmed, vulnerable; I had the upper hand. I could kill him right now, but I wasn't going to.

"You have about five minutes until Raymond Fey and his men are here," I drop my voice low, trying to intimidate the much taller man in front of me. "And they won't be so sparing." I watch Namjoon gulp and look at his friends, either groaning on the ground or out like a light. He looks back at me and frowns.

"Why don't you just kill me?" He asks. It was a completely valid question. Out of the two years I'd been fighting with his group and his family this was the first time I'd had the chance to actually kill him, to do something. He just didn't understand, that wasn't who I was.

"I don't kill," I say darkly. "It's not my decision whether someone lives or dies." Namjoon looks at me as if he doesn't believe me, and that was fine, he didn't have to. But it was the truth, I'd never killed anyone in my life. "You have three minutes now," I smirk at Namjoon.

He goes over to his friends, picking them up and heading for the door. The ones that can walk do, but he carries Yoongi. With one last look at me he's gone, and I'm left alone in my now trashed home.

They were looking for the Mafia Princess, but we kept her hidden. She's been in hiding for five years, no ones seen her since she was thirteen years old. We hid her because of how much the Kim's wanted her, to use her to end the war. To kill her. Raymond Fey couldn't have that so he made sure no one would ever find her.

Sometimes the best hiding spot, is in plain sight.