chapter 1

6.7K 139 18
                                        

First day, the day I leave and make my family proud.  My family never really cared much about the whole fight to the death and bring honor, but everyone in my family has done it and made it, now it's my turn. "Y/n you're going to be late for your flight" "coming mom." Let's do this. I left home not knowing if that'll be the last time I would ever see them.
_______________
During the plane ride the flight attendants had us show them our wrists so that they could place our codes on us. These codes were what we would be referenced as. I check my wrist to see in white lettering the numbers 38296 that's going to take some getting used to. "Pssst hey." I glanced to my left and saw a dark "what'd they put on you?" "Why do you want to know?" "To see if we'll be working together." "Mines in white that's all I'm telling you." He gave a small hmm in response "guess we'll find out." I scoff "I guess so."  As we approached our destination a video popped up on our screens  'attention passengers, today is the day your life's will change' no shit 'once you exit these doors you will be given new clothes and old ones will be thrown out. You will also be assigned a room based on your given code, you will be given a schedule, live by it. Your training begins tomorrow bright and early,and remember your doing this for your family's honor.' Honor my ass, were doing this so nothing happens to our families. The plane boarded and we stepped out, we were greeted by medical examiners telling us to do different things and checking is for anything. We were then handed our clothes and automatically told to strip and change. I was handed a white sweater, jeans, and shoes. Everyone was the same white on white styles varied, next we were hands our training gear, mine consisting of black leggings with shear patches, a black sleeveless low cut shirt, and fingerless gloves. The third one was what we were to sleep in which was grey, I received only a extra large shirt. I looked around and saw they weren't kidding all of our stuff was thrown out. Great. They ushered us to a building and once we entered it screamed prison. I looked around to get a good idea of my surroundings, floors upon floors of kids ranked by age and code. You could see all the rooms since it was actually built like a prison the rooms facing out, and walk ways with stairs and the end of them. "Alright everyone welcome to your home away from home, you have been chosen to honor your families and we thank you for your noble sacrif-" "oh cut the bullshit Mark" we looked around for the voice that rung through the corridor "we all know they weren't chosen no one has been chosen in decades, they are here to 'bring honor amongst families' and the truth is half of them won't make it. So cut the bullshit." The boy was now face to face with Mark "Yoongi  I think it's time for you to check on your students in the training center." "Whatever you say hyung he backed away with a his hands up. "But just know I'm right. Half of these chumps won't make it." With that he was gone, Mark put on a fake smile ans clasped his hands together "alright let's get you settled."

Hell (Han Jisung x reader)Where stories live. Discover now