sanctuary \\ minsung

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>The day it happened<

"MINHO!"

The world seemed to scream out as all of the brothers ran to their dying sibling, fighting from hard grips and shouts of protests. The image of their brother slumped over with a sword sticking out of his back burning into their eye sockets. They cried, hearts wrenching as they yelled for help, wanting to save him. Some of the brothers fell to their knees while others rushed to aid him as well as his dear friend, Woojin. It was a tragic sight as they quickly and carefully tried to haul the body of their relative onto a cart, trying to keep him alive as they sobbed loudly.

The king watched his children pour their hearts out, he had killed their brother, the crown prince and the air to his throne. The fact that it was his son meant nothing to him and it took him a few seconds to register the scene happening in front of him before letting an inhuman groan escape his throat.

He turned to his guards, shouting out to them before turning back to his sons, making sure to stop them. "GO AFTER THAT BOY BEFORE HE GETS ANY FURTHER AND LOCK THE PRINCES UP."

"NO!" Felix screamed, letting out panicked sobs as the guards rushed to grab him and his brothers. "WE CAN SAVE HIM!"

Everything seemed to move slowly as each brother was grabbed and desperately tried to fight off the guards who were preventing them from trying to help their brother. They had to do something, anything to help their sibling. They couldn't let this be the end of it all, this wasn't how they intended their life to be.

"YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD!" The King roared, raging with anger at his sons.

Woojin frowned from where he stood next to Minho, surrounded by the princes who were doing their best to fight back, and reached his hand down to his friends neck, pressing his finger against it, feeling a faint pulse before shouting out. "I can get him help but I need to get him out now!"

Seungmin socked a punch into one of the men's face before nodding at Woojin before grabbing the man's sword and staring down his father. "I'll get him to stop."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Woojin yelled in surprise as Seungmin rushed past everyone, charging at the king. Taeho's eyes widened, not expecting his son to come at him and soon enough Seungmin was in front of him with a sword to his throat. Woojin gasped, not believing his eyes as he watched it unfold in front of his eyes.

"TELL THEM TO STOP." Seungmin's eyes burned with hatred, tempted to kill his father right there even though he knew he wasn't capable of it, it didn't mean he wouldn't shed his blood if he didn't have a choice.

"You wouldn't dare." Taeho hissed, staring into his sons eyes coldly, challenging him, unable to believe his sons were turning on him so quickly.

"I said-" Seungmin hissed, slowly pushing the sword into his father's neck threateningly, making the king wince as he felt the sharpness of the blade begin to imbed into his skin. "Tell them to stop."

The king growled before unwilling complying, looking over his son's shoulder at his men who wanted for his command. "Halt!"

"Now tell them to drop their weapons."

"Do as he says."

One by one each guard stopped in their tracks and dropped their weapons on the ground, letting the princes go. Seungmin continued to stare down his father. "Woojin hurry up and take Minho."

"You rotten child, you're just like you're brother. I'm going to make you regret ever doing this."

Woojin looked down at me and back up at Seungmin, conflicted, before he grabbed hold of the cart and pushed it with all his strength. The princes watching as Woojin began to run, knowing that they couldn't follow him, they had to make sure he got Minho and himself to safety.