Our Prize [BTS x Reader] Mafia AU!

Chapter 37

[Third Person's POV]

Namjoon and his group pulled their cars up at the line of thick trees and quietly hoped out of their vehicles. Upon them, their weapons were fastened to their body to create minimal movement upon them, only carrying one free weapon.

"Fan out." Namjoon whispered, watching as Taehyung and Jin banked off to the left of the building together and Hoseok ran quietly around to the right until he approached his window.

Jungkook made his way to a blind spot on the building and slowly began to scale the side, attempting to reach the sky dome in time.

The plan was simple, the three men that were entering through the windows had 5 minutes to be in before Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin were to bomb the entry's and exits, where the survivors would run in a panic towards the maknae who would surely have descended from the sky dome on his rope to assasinate the rest.

Taehyung, Jin and Hoseok reached their windows and peered inside, stealthily scoping out the area to see if it is clear to enter. Each of them was clear, except for Jin.

There was one guard who was standing directly in front of his window, holding a weapon which was loaded and ready to shoot the tiniest sign of life. Jin expertly scoped our the windows frame and noticed that it was a window that could be pushed upon and spin on a hinge in the middle which allowed access to the inside of the house.

Tapping on the window and quickly hiding, Jin managed to attract the attention of the guard, drawing him close to the window to peer outside to see what had caused the disturbance. Once he was close enough, Jin hit his fist down on the window pane and spun it at a fast force which hit the guard on top of the head- sending him to his knees. Jin quickly grasped the window and flipped it again- this time delivering a harsh uppercut with the frame. Sending the guard unconscious.

Jin crawled through the window and smirked down at the guard as he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up to meet his gaze as he crouched beside him.

"I just used a window to make you my bitch."

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"It's been five minutes." Jimin said as he looked down at his watch, nodding to Namjoon who nodded and placed several grenades down at the front door. With the string attached to the rings, he quickly pulled on them and ran a few meters away from the front door with Jimin, where they watched from a safe distance.

Yoongi had also planted his grenades, once he looked at the time he quickly pulled the pins and slowly walked away from them, obviously not fearing death.

The deafening boom exploded the entries, taking the lives of every guard that was remotely near the doors at the time. Hearing them scream and murmur through the rubble and dust alerted the three men that they had begun to make their way to the middle of the building. As if they were cattle being herded, ready for their slaughter.

Yoongi walked through the hole he had created and took note of all the lifeless bodies that lay in pools of blood or underneath debris. From the corner of his eye he saw a guard attempting to crawl away from the mayhem.

"Hostage." Yoongi murmured to himself as he grabbed the attempted escapee and dragged him down the hallway towards the centre of the building. Also making their seperate ways to the location were Jin, Taehyung and Hoseok who had each managed to get a hostage of their own.

Jimin and Namjoon made sure that every body that was lying at their feet were indeed dead before they started to walk through the halls. From the side, two guards leaped at the men from their hiding spots and attempted to take them down. Jimin was the first to react, using his strong legs to propel himself backwards into the hard wall and hitting the guard in the back of the head- temporarily disabiling him.

Namjoon simply stood up straight and grasped the guard by one arm, swinging him around off of Namjoon's back and into the floor with a hard and obnoxious 'thud'. Satisfied with his efforts, Namjoon lifted his hostage and began to carry him along the hall, earning a head shake from Jimin.

"That was so extra." Jimin commented with a deadpanned expression, causing a grin from Namjoon to occur as he winked at the younger male.

"That's why I am the leader."

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Jungkook lifted up the glass panel once he had heard the huge explosions and slowly began to lower himself from the rope that was fixed to the roof and tied to his waist. Strapped to him was a pair of automatic rifles, which were the quickest way to get rid of any pest that proved as a problem.

Once he was fully lowered, the younger male felt the familiar tingle across his skin, fearing the worst he tried to control his fretting breaths as they thumped from his chest uncontrollably.

"Go away, please no. You know I can't contr-"

Jungkook's eyes rolled back into his head before reappearing moments later with a darker shade across their slick surface.

Reaching for his guns, The Golden Maknae hummed in his own sense of humour as he watched the guards flood into the room he was hanging above. Looking like a lot of animals on their way to the slaughter house.

"Cattle.." He whispered in a deep voice while he hung upside down, his guns beginning to take fire at the problem below him. That's all he ever saw anything as, a problem. If it wasn't him then it wasn't perfect. He had to irraticate the problem, dispose of any threats that were potential.

Watching the blood spurt from each wound filled him with glee as he continued to fire his rounds. Within moments the room was quiet, one quiet whimper filling the room as he cut himself down from the rope and landed on top of the fresh corpses.

"Little Hostage." He cooed our with a smile, a grin of glee as he approached the wounded male that lay between two deceased- one wound was present in the right shoulder.

The rest of the members filed in from the doorways with men of their own, ready to find where their beloved (Y/N) was hidden and to be the first to get to her.

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(Y/N) laid with the gag bound around her mouth, tightly, as she was sitting on her knees with her arms tied behind her back and her ankles tied underneath her. She wanted to scream out, but she knew that to whoever she called out to- they would be harmed.

She didn't want harm brought to any of them, but knowing that they were there for her...that filled her very being with so much hope.

Hope that things may be normal for her when it was all over.

There was one member specifically on her mind at that moment, the one she felt like she had become closest with. The one that she understood, and the one that wanted to protect her the most.

Footsteps could be heard approaching the door, a lump of pure emotion filled her throat as she anxiously waited for light to fill her vision and to see the man that she had longed for, for the longest time.

The door was flung open, and (Y/N) let out a muffled cry as her tears began to overflow past her eyelids.

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