Card Master | BTS [Book 1] ✔️

Chapter 6

Yoongi walked along the dark path of the city. He had, in his hand, a bouquet of white roses. The streets were empty as the sun had set a few hours ago, but that didn't stop Yoongi from heading to see her.

It had been a month now. His dreams had become nightmares that wouldn't allow him to sleep; his body had become tired from training. However, he still walked on.

Yoongi passed the closed shop windows and a few NPCs wandered the streets. The rest of the group were at the hotel resting from the days hard training session you had put them through.

As he walked the cobbled road, Yoongi let his mind drift to the image of the girl he saw in his painful dreams. Her mid length brown hair, always rosey cheeks, cute nose and perfect lips - she always looked beautiful in his dreams but... every time he saw her change into that monster reality hit him.

He let his feet guide him towards his destination. His pace was just under the normal walking speed allowing him to take his time and the cold breeze that ran through the Victorian styled buildings to wake him from his minds restlessness. The bouquet hung low next to him, a few petals falling every now and then.

His destination was in sight and he slowed, trying to stop himself from going, not wanting to enter through the gates of Elm House Cemetery where she rested. He stopped at the tall iron gate to breathe. Soon enough, his free hand lifted to push open the metal and he was walking again further towards her.

He followed the paved path towards row 21. The closer he got the more his heart ached and the more he wanted to turn back and forget. His head hung low as he reached row 21 not wanting to look up at the graves.

A familiar voice caused him to stop. He lifted his head only to find you crouched down in front of the grave he was going to visit. He was confused at first and didn't move closer as he listened to what you were mumbling to yourself.

"I didn't want to see this..."

He then noticed how you were crying, small sniffles rang out from you in the silent cemetery. He was about to speak up when you spoke again.

"Why did you show me this?"

Silence.

Yoongi then began to step towards you. You didn't even feel his presence until he crouched down next to you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

You quickly turned to see who it was but relief filled your body when you saw it was only Yoongi. He had a distant look on his face as he scanned over the name on the plaque - not a sound coming from him. Usually you would get hate filling you but all you felt was sadness.

He placed the white roses down in front of the girl's grave before turning to look at you. A look of sympathy made its way to his face before he turned back to the grave again.

"Zira, stop. Didn't I say not to bring her into this."

With his words the temperature dropped and the feeling of that thing came back. Her dark wings landed gracefully behind her own grave before her human form appeared. You had never seen this thing in this human form, only the black mass appeared to you in previous encounters.

The girl that stood before you was a girl with mid length brown hair, soft features and pure black eyes that stared down at the two of you. Her eyes glanced at Yoongi before traveling to you. She studied you for a few seconds, a sad empathetic look appearing on her face, before turning to look at Yoongi.

"Our fate doesn't have to be spread like a virus," Yoongi said to the girl.

The two just stared at each other. Although you couldn't read the two's eyes, it seemed they both understood what each other were trying to say without the need of words. They stood stagnant. No sound, just silence.

After a few minutes the girl who stood before you, presumably this Zira, closed her eyes and took a step back from the two of you. Her being began to fade into white pixels. Before her figure was no longer visible she looked over to you, a single tear falling down along her cheek, and a soft, delicate voice was heard in your head.

"Save them... please..."

As if a weight had been taken from your shoulders, you felt lighter. The dark, depressing, anger-controlled feeling that you had been feeling for the past few days suddenly lifted and your heart felt more free.

What just happened? Was the thought that ran through your mind.

A silence filled the air between the two remaining people: you and Yoongi. Yoongi was reading the grave stone with a bittersweet smile. He then let out a deep sigh before standing, your eyes following his movements.

He looked down to where you were still crouched and gave a small smile.

"I think you need to deliver an apology to the boys in the morning," Yoongi finally let out. "They've been quite messed up and deserve a rest day."

You nodded, slowly standing up next to him. You looked back down at the grave before turning to Yoongi, who stood hands in pockets and gestured with his head to follow him back to the hotel. The two of you then began to walk away from the grave, out of the cemetery and back to the hotel.