On and On

Prologue

A crack.

A bang.

A splatter.

Complete silence.

Any pedestrian passing by would deem nothing wrong and continue on, but the people in the house know better.

Or at least knew better.

The man stared at his shoe before hissing in annoyance. "Won't you look at this? You should tell your wife to clean up after herself"

The man spat on the other male lying in front of him, not concerned about leaving dna traces, this was all part of the game after all.

But even when he left so many traces the police were still too stupid to catch him. That fact of course agitated him beyond belief.

To him all of this was a game, to see how far he could go before he fell from his throne.

He once again glanced down at the bodies of the minister and his wife. He had truly thought that this would be the challenge that he had been looking for for a while.

He had been gravely disappointed, taking down the guards had been child's play, killing the minister was even easier.

He leaned down and cleaned his shoe with a wet towelette, removing the blood off of his shoes to the best of his capabilities. Once done, he threw the towelette onto the body of the minister's wife, not sparing the two bodies another glance.

He left the living room to enter the hall, where one of his first victims lied.

He walked forward and stared down at him.

The boy couldn't have been older than 14 yet the man felt no remorse. He felt nothing, no guilt, no remorse not even pleasure.

He did not particularly like the sight of dead bodies but the thrill that the game gave him made up for it.

Slowly he reached his hand out towards the phone that the young boy was holding, the video on there still playing.

The man turned the volume up and immediately the room filled with loud laughter.

In front of him were 7 grown man acting like children and laughing their asses off.

He was about to lay down the phone when something caught his eyes, or someone to be more surprised.

On the scream was a close-up of Jeon Jungkook laughing without a care.

The man's brain immediately began working, he knew that boy. He was the maknae of famous kpop group BTS.

He vaguely remember his daughter rambling on about the kpop group, the 7 year old somehow having gotten addicted to their music and variety shows.

He remembered how she was talking about her bias, Jungkook.

"-he's amazing dad! They call him muscle pig because he works out a lot but that doesn't mean they see him as a sort of protector! In fact, since he is the youngest they protect him a lot!"

"That's nice sweetie, I'm glad you found something that makes you happy, your happiness is my priority"

"Protected by his hyungs huh?" A wicked grin spread over his lips.

One of the most popular artists in the world must have a lot of bodyguards, his hyungs protecting him also makes it harder for anyone to approach him, him being quite strong is just an added bonus.

The man unceremoniously dropped the phone back onto the body before promptly snapping his head up making direct eye contact with the youngest member of the minister's family.

The wide eyes of the 5 year old stared back at him. He grinned and pressed his pointer finger against his lips as if he just told her a dirty little secret, and in a way he had.

Leaving her alive to be the first ever victim to see his face and survive was all part of the game, he had to leave the police with something or the game would get boring.

Ah yes, the game, how much he loved the thrill of it all.

So now it became time to heighten the level he was playing at.

Killing Jungkook would finally give him the thrill he wanted.

Yes, killing BTS' maknae, will be so much fun!