Rebel {Mafia au} - Book 1

Prologue

Namjoon first met her, the carefree, quiet, and bright girl when he was 13 at his mothers wedding, her mom was with her, and they hit it off immediately. Their moms agreed that they should be in an arranged marriage, in the future, for now they were good friends. Namjoon first met her, the stoic, cold, apathetic girl when she walked into his fathers house, she alongside her dad, he cracked a joke, she didn't laugh, but pulled him into a hug instead, "I'm sorry" she said quietly in his ear as the sound of a gun echoed through the walls and her father walking out with blood on his suit as they all left. She was 10. And he wanted nothing more than to scream, hit, and demand 'why? Why did you do this to yourself?'

Seokjin first met her, the innocent soul, gentle hearted, and imaginative girl when there was a knock at his front door at 15, her father walked in asking to see his, Jin's mother leading him to see his bedridden father dying of lung cancer and a quiet bang, He saw it coming the second time when she showed up, his mother with the messy hair and he with undone buttons, all while she sat next to him on her fathers phone. Seokin first met her, the scared, respectful, ignorant, paranoid little girl all because of his own doing, he had his back to her for one minute, and she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, got lost, and almost kidnapped, and touched in public, Jin saved her, but in reality she saved herself, shooting a man for the first time, perfectly. She was 10. He wanted nothing more than to run up to her on his knees, to check her for injuries and hug her tight, quietly begging, 'why? Why did I have to turn my back away from you?'

Yoongi first met her, the wounded, dying, independent girl with a hold of her shoulder and blood running down her fingers and the back of her hand, a rifle in his, He was 14. Why did she run into the shooting range? She asked for help, for hiding, at first he didn't understand why until he heard shouting just behind the closed blinds. Quickly packing up, he ran to the girl and disappeared into the alleyway and treated her wound on his couch until she was conscious again. Yoongi first met her, the peaceful, intelligent, party-animal a year later when she finally felt comfortable with using his hideout as a hideout of her own and she ended up spending most of her assignments hanging around him, and carving her initials into the bat on his wall. She was 10. He wanted nothing more than to grab her wrist even if it meant burning himself in order to get her out safely, and softly ask, 'why? Why did you have to walk into that building?'

Hoseok first met her, the shy, playful, rebellious girl hiding behind her mothers leg, his parents standing behind him with fake smiles plastered on their faces, a fake happy marriage. He realized that he'd never see them again, his new family was hers, he'd be raised beside her; another older brother, he was 6. He trained beside her, tutored her, became a companion, and protect her. He took on much more behind the curtains, taking beats, for protecting her too much, too little, not sparring with her, for sparring too softly. Hoseok met her when she was eight, a newborn machine, a liar, a survivor. He wanted nothing more to hold her arm firmly, pain behind his eyes and anger in his voice, 'Why? Why did you have to be perfect?'

Taehyung met her once, she was distracting, blunt, pretty, in the grocery store between her two older brothers, following their mother like baby chicks, he found it cute. He was 12 and she was 10, he remembered a side profile of her face as she walked by, her shoulder length hair breezing by him as she walked by he reached out for just a moment catching her attention, "I haven't seen you around before" he said, "Well I'm not new" she huffed before walking off. He wanted nothing more than to walk up to her and ask 'what is your name?'

Jimin met her through his dreams, she was another story, she was dead, she was the daughter of the man who put his father in prison, he was 12 and she was 10. He doesn't know how he knew, but a month after he had fallen asleep, his mother turned on the news, and there she was, an image of the whole family and he saw her first, alive in the photo. He wanted nothing more than to have met her once more and ask 'What happened?'

Jungkook first met her every once and awhile, weak, pathetic, rough on the wrestling mat, he was 7 and she was too, his father owned a gym and her father, her, and her brother would fight and battle one another. They always got in for free, his dad saying that he knew her father from school. He met her with awe, she was skilled, quick, strong on the mat, she knew what she was doing and he was amazed. He wanted nothing more than to walk up to her and ask her, 'How did you become this good?'

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Every chapter written is revised by my editor and good friend Snowhusky369
I will no longer be repeating her tag at the bottom of every chapter, she is a mom, and a student, my story comes close to third or fourth place as she is an author as well, so editing is slow and changing things up will take time as well.

It is also my fault as well for not getting chapters out, since the pandemic I've been struggling a lot more.

So please bare with me and new readers I hope you enjoy the book
Rebel is still going under HEAVY editing and revising, a lot of changes and chapters are being removed or added so please understand <3

x Romeo
10-27-2022

New update: This is a new prologue and completely different from the last one, This was written strictly by me, no editing in sight. 
After this, a few chapters will be changed around, please do not worry this goes with the flow of my story... 

Thank you again, 

x Romeo 
01/18/2023