chapter o1.

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"Move, move, move!" Yunki's voice rang throughout the hallways of the enemies home. Four other people made their ways to the other side of the first hallway, throwing a grenade to the next room before preceding, as they wouldn't want life to be there.

"Where to next, Suga?" Jiwon asked, his voice slightly more squeaky than usual, most likely because of this mission being more risky than usual.

"Don't. Move." Jimin kept his eyes on the smoke that was clearing from the room they had just thrown the grenade into.

"M-Min?" SeokJin was concerned, as Jimin had been promoted to the team because of his senses being top-notch.

The smoke had cleared just enough to see what was lurking inside. They could faintly make out two figures, both thin, but muscular.

"Retreat, Retreat!" SeokJin yelled to the others, as they ran for their lives. Jimin, on the other hand, had climbed into a ventilation system around the corner of the first hallway. His dusty, black suit blended in well to the dark vents.

The others had made it back to the outside before they realized that Jimin had gone missing.

"Yah, Where's Jimin?" Taehyung's low-pitched voice stumbled across its words.

Meanwhile, Jimin heard voices from where he was laying.

"Ju, only four of them escaped,"

"Jia, I'm sure the last one is close,"

Jimin peered carefully out of the corner of the vent, catching a glimpse of the first girl. She turned around heading for the back to the second hallway, until her eyes caught Jimin's.
The girl froze, and then turned to her friend.

"Jia, he's gone," She said, shuffling her feet.

"He was just here, there's no way he's gone!"

"I'm sure of it. He would've escaped by now,"

"If you say so,"

And with that, they turned around, leaving Jimin in the vents.

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"You're sure she saw you?" Yunki questioned, looking unsure.

"Yun, I've never been more positive in my life," Jimin replied, placing his hands on his hips and leaning against the counter.

"Oh sh*t, Jimin," Yunki shifted his weight to his other foot and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Calm down, okay?" Jimin muttered, walking over to go grab the coffee that SeokJin had made.

Swallowing a sip of coffee, Hoseok began to speak, "Yunki, it doesn't seem like she out to get Jimin,"

"Who is this anyway?" Taehyung asked, taking a gulp from his own coffee.

Punching in some numbers into his computer, Jiwon replied, "Kim Yeju, 20, works for The Veil. She's on their elite team."

"Isn't that the team Jeongguk is on?" SeokJin questioned, placing his mug on the table.

"Yep," Jiwon replied sarcastically, typing in some more numbers.

"What's Yeju's skill level?" Jimin asked, taking another drink of his coffee.

"Uh, hold on," Jiwon said, "O-Oh my. Her skill level is 45!"

At the sound of this, Jimin spat out his coffee.

"45?! She's only missing five points! What in?"

"It says she hasn't been tested in one skill. Hmmm," Jiwon scratch the back of his head, obliviously thinking the same thing as everyone else.

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