3rd person pov
4:30pm, Tuesday, 2018 October 30
Another day, another test here at BigHit Institute for the Clinically Gifted. In other terms, asylum for testing drugged mutations on new idols they picked up off the streets. Seven boys sat in separate rooms (basing their abilities off my other fic), one pink haired male slept soundly until his hand burnt his face. "Ow! God dammit..." He stared down at his hand, "again! Really! I'm tired of this shit."
"What happened Yoongs?" A black haired male spoke through the paper thing walls, "burnt my face...again...all I want is one nap, that too much to ask?" Shh...I'm picking up something and I can't focus when you two are rambling on about shit. A voice spoke mentally to the two, namjoon rolled his eyes as he heard the list for who got tested when. "Suga hyung you're first..." He spoke to Yoongi as the elder groaned and fell back on his cold mattress.
After a few seconds a thud was heard, "ow-ch..." A small tone spoke softly, as the male ran a hand through his pink hair. "Yoongi hyung...i fell again." A small, but not so small, boy said through the offwhite concrete. "Try and relax Kookie...we'll get out of here soon...hopefully." The not so small boy sighed, "are your sure?" "Positive."
"So...we get tested today?" Suga smirked, veins glowing slightly at his plan for escape. He sat up, waiting for the guardsmen to take him to his hell, and as Yoongi thinks of says...Yoongi gets. Not long after his thought, the guardsmen barged into his room. "Test time, charmander." Suga chuckled coldly at the nickname, his eyes slowly closing. "I said...test time!" The guard went to grab the young adult, wincing as he burnt himself. "How about...no." Suga smiled, eyes reopening with a golden hue as he set the men on fire.
"Namjoon! Now!" Soon lock clicks were heard throughout the penitentiary, suga ran out to greet the others. "What do we do?" A small lavender haired male questioned. "Run like hell..." And with that, all seven bolted for the door. Jimin grabbed everyone and focused on the door. In a colourful flash they appeared before the door in mind. "Thanks chimchim." Yoongi smiled, opening the doors and running away from their cells.
5:45 same day
They found an abandoned warehouse to stay in for the night, namjoon keeping his ears and mind open for any disruptions. "Hyung...I'm scared. What'll happen if we're off our medication for too long?" Kookie curled into a ball, leaning against suga. "i don't know kook-ah. I don't know. We have to survive. With our abilities we can do anything. Even if you're still not sure what yours is, we have to trust eachother." he stroked the other pink haired males hair, trying to calm him down.
"I hope nothing will happen to us." The only blonde of the group spoke up, wings outstretched. "Nothing will happen tae tae, we'll be okay." Jin spoke softly, Hoseok picking it up and crawling slowly toward them. "We won't let anything happen to anyone. We'll protect each other." "Are you sure? Cause my wings are a darker black than usual. Kooks hair is still pink. Not only that, but he's cuddling up to Yoongi hyung. And Namjoon hyung hasn't said a word since we got here, which went can all agree is an impossible feat." Tae explained, Jimin sighing audibly.
"I just hope our lives can be normal for once, no asylums, no running, just staying still for a change. Starting families and petting our pets..." Jimins voice trailed off as both Tae and Yoongi realised just how long it had been since they'd seen Yeontan or Holly. "Our lives--believe it or not--are about to get a whole lot worse."
6:59pm
Six boys lay still in a pile, cuddled next to one another. Namjoon, on the other hand, sat quietly, mind reeling with voices and images that he couldn't comprehend. Even with his 148 IQ, he was still stumped. Whilst his mind flooded with images and words, he hadnt realised what little control he had left. He blinded suddenly, eyes going matte silver as he woke the others up without even trying. "Five more hours boys...then we wreak havoc on this earth. Bangtan, fighting!"
((Intro chapter 1 and done! Hope you all enjoy the rest of the story CX))
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