Bloodsport'15

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Taehyung grabbed his hair in frustration. his head fumbled to complete his thought and his body ached.

three nights with no sleep but his mind ran wild.

he was remembering things he believed to have never happened, people to have never existed and couldn't tell them apart.

minhyuk genuinely seemed worried but Taehyung couldn't trust him anymore.

it's like his reality was becoming fucking up. what was even real anymore.

the door opened and minhyuk was told to leave. Taehyung sat in the corner of his room when he felt a shoe come in contact with him. it wasn't like a kick but a tap. "there's a quote. in this distorted world i'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing..." chanyeol spoke, "that's like you right now. you're vanishing but you're here because they distorted your fucking mind and tried to erase the fucked up side of you. but that side is still you."

"w-what?"

"you still remember, don't you?"

Taehyung's eye shot to the taller man, "what."

"you remember him."

"J-Jungkook." saying the name aloud was weird after being told that boy didn't exist and never did.

chanyeol nodded. "i wanted you to rot in here. never being able to see him again. but they're destroying you. i get that you killed people but they're changing you know. who's minhyuk?"

"my boyfriend."

chanyeol laughed a loud laugh, "oh god its more fucked up then i thought."

he tossed Taehyung an envelope. "when Namjoon and i found you, we watched you for a while. when you remember fully, i'll be able to help you. until then, you're on your own."

"w-w-wait! wait!" Taehyung called but chanyeol was already closing the door.

Taehyung stared at the orange envelope and flipped it over before stared at it for a while longer. with shaky hands he opened it and pulled out a stack of at least 20 photos.

the first was of him and a black haired boy at a cafe. they held hands as they walked in. and the next was of them sitting at the table and smiling before falling serious.

Taehyung ran his finger along the black haired boy and it felt right to say it, "Jungkook."

he flipped through and every time he saw the boy some thing inside him felt like it was right. his heart, his head and his body all wanted him, but were was he now?

the photos didn't help him and his mind was still a mess.

—/—

the door opened and Jungkook didn't bother to look up. eye contact resulted in punishment.

"good morning."

he bowed.

not bowing resulted in punishment.

"817." the woman spoke again

"thank you." Jungkook replied.

that was Jungkook's only request. to be greeted not by his name but with current day since being caught. everyday his name went up one.

she was a kind woman. she ran tests and asked questions. he was like some kind of lab rat. what were they hoping to tell from his blood? that he was clean of aids and was in fact a murderer?

he could tell them the same things and save them the work.

the torture had ended. well it never really ended.

now the torture was in his heart.

when he heard those words his world fell to pieces. Taehyung is dead. he stopped fighting. if Taehyung was dead he had no reason to get out of here. so he stayed and let them have their way with him.

the doors that held him in the room slid open, of course after all the locks were undone. "hello." a male with big ears said as he walked into the room. the woman bowed and held a light blush on her face. "you're excused." she bowed and scurried out of the room.

the man walked over to Jungkook and leaned close to him, being weary of the cameras. "scream."

Jungkook was confused.

"he needs to hear you, so scream."

who was he?

"once you scream, they'll come and sedate you, so make it count." the man said and clicked the timer on his watch and stared at Jungkook.

why the hell was he being asked to scream.

the man scoffed and threw Jungkook a picture. he was unable to catch it due to his hands being confined but it landed face up giving Jungkook a clear view.

"BABY BOY IF CAN HEAR ME, ILL KILL EVERY SON OF A BITCH IN HERE AND GET US O-" time was up

—/—

Taehyung heard that loud and clear.

his thought were now loud and clear.

his intentions were now loud and clear.

and just as chanyeol promised, his door opened. "once you step out this door, they have a kill on sight order." chanyeol tossed Taehyung the gun from his hip and sighed, "there's only nine bullets, make em count."

Taehyung clenched his jaw as he walked up the door, but chanyeol grabbed his wrist and stopped him. the man was now crying, something he seemed to do just as often as Taehyung did, "if i see you outside this room, i may not be so nice because i understand what happened with namjoon and Jimin now."

Taehyung held chanyeols wrist and sighed, "im sorry you got stuck helping the bad guy."

chanyeol just shook his head, "you're a good guy. it's all about perspective."

"you got a fucked up definition of good." Taehyung chuckled and walked out the room leaving chanyeol.

he now had a vendetta to settle.