"Just let them go!!!!"
Kim Sooyon said, slamming her palms down on the table.
She's the best scientist and experiment conductor working with the National Army Force (NAF).
She's one of those people with a good heart but a weak mind.
She knew the right thing but was easily manipulated.
"I've seen how they live in there,they'll die before we're even ready to-"
The sudden action of a board pin piercing through the wood of the table right at her fingertips,sealed her speech,shoving the remaining words down her throat .
"Nonsense!!!!" a masculine voice spat out,
"They are not leaving that asylum!!!!"
"I must weaken them under my power so that they have no choice but to surrender."
His voice alone,colder than the frost in princess Elsa's castle.
He was the general,the head man of the (NAF).
He even looked the part,the
perpetual frown, the army green suit with the colourful pins fused into the right side of his chest even his captain hat held a strict solemn character.
It was quite hard to believe he even knew what the word "love" meant or anything relating to emotions of that matter.
But believe it or not he wasn't always so heartless.
He was once merciful, until assassins got a hold of his son and his wife .
Sadly,
taking that sense of emotion along with them.
His heart now,fed on greed and power.
He slowly turned to face Kim Sooyon as a bitter grin made it's way across his face "Who would even think those half-breed freaks would be hiding in an asylum, it's in plain sight!"
A historical chuckle made its way up his throat before he grasped hold of Miss Sooyon's arms,"We can't let them go just yet,I have plans for those,"
His thoughts drifted away to the day he first encountered them,his face now in a twisted trance-like expression with a hint of disgust.
"those.... Aliens."
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They were all wheeled into a huge interrogation room, their bodies strapped securely to chairs as each of their heads hung loosely off their shoulders.
They were knocked out.
The poor boys were awoken by the sound of loud cries coming from the other room.
The sound, distinct voices of a man and a woman they all knew and loved.
"M-mama?"
An eight year-old Jimin called out,tears already streaming down his face at the unlimited possibilities, the fear in his voice rung through the entire room.
"It's okay brother." a terrified Namjoon softly reassured as he himself tried to calculate what was really going on.
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I'm sorry I made yall wait so long for such a short chapter.
This week was pretty hectic plus
Grad is coming up!!!!
But I promise to make it up in the other chapters ❤❤❤ thanks again for all the support, Love yall.
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By the strands of Your Hair
Science Fiction"B-but why?" "Because," he said lightly rubbing a piece of your hair in between his fingers, "By the strands of your hair,we already knew." BTS x Reader
