Sanity

3: I Thought I Told You To Hajima

Jimin POV

"I need every single member of this team to attack the three people running towards the south. Surround and get a clear shot when possible. But make sure they can survive in the hospital." I ordered.

It had been only mere hours since Jungkook had told me the stupid poem, and next thing you know, we end up chasing killers.

It just doesn't add up right.

Around 6 bullet shots echoed through the forest.

"They're all down sir. We're transferring them to the location now."

"I'll meet with you all at base."

"Jimin," Namjoon called. "Remember how you asked me to analyze the poem? Well, the thing is, umm, we can't get through any of it."

"Explain."

"This poem wasn't found in any books we have. It was made up on the spot. But the one thing that we did manage to break through, was the blood stained floors."

"And?"

"We believe there's going to be an attempted massacre killing, where the streets and floors will be permanently stained with blood. We don't know how or when, but we will be needing more of you talking to him and cracking open his secrets."

"Did you get ahold of his ex?"

"Yes, and his son."

"I'll need a meeting with them. And make sure to lock all three of the killers up in different levels so they can't ever contact each other or anyone outside. Send me any files you have under the name of Lee Cassie, and get back to me with whatever I asked."

"Yes sir."

Wondering why I asked for Lee Cassie?

She was the last person Jungkook made contact with before he was arrested.

Suspicious.

"Umm, Park Jimin?"

"Taehyung! It's so good to see you again!"

"Hyung..." I recognized his sons voice.

"Aish! Daehyun I missed you more! You've grown so much ever since I saw you last."

"You know I'd love to stay and catch up, but you wanted a meeting for something?"

"Ah Yes. Will you be okay talking with Jungkook for a bit of time?"

"I- I don't know... ever since I found out about him years ago, I've avoided any mention of him. But if it's to help someone else, then I'll try my best to."

"You won't have to if you don't feel comfortable, but we'll start tomorrow."

"Alright. I guess I'll see you later?"

"Yep. Bye Tae, bye Daehyun." He gave me a quick hug before being guided out of the room with guards.

"I need them under security watch at all times. I don't have room for slackers."

Briskly walking away from the main lobby, I headed to my new office with a massive board of all the possibilities of what could happen with Jungkook.

His picture was plastered in the centre. I had used a red string to attach anything related to Jungkook and his cult.

News articles, people, old CCTV footage, potential suspects, the title of closed cases on carving murders, and finally, poems. It had everything around him. The poems were all about romance, death, murder, pain, sadness, and loss. Loss being either of childhood or of someone else.

There's something missing...

A file was put on my desk, labelled Lee Cassie. I flipped through each page, but found nothing to help.

"JIMIN!! JUNGKOOK IS ON RAMPAGE AND INITIATED CODE RED!" Three officers broke into my room, signalling for me to go with them.

We bolted down the hallways, turning towards each room to find him.

"JUNGKOOK STAND DOWN!!" I screeched, grabbing his attention. He cackled before stabbing a guard in front of me.

I tackled him, throwing him to the side.

"Get the man- to the ER! I'll deal with him!" I struggled as he tried to escape my grip.

"LET ME GO!! HE TRIED TO KILL ME FIRST!!"

"I thought I told you to stand down!" In an instant, I snapped his wrist.

Letting out an agitated sigh, he was dragged towards the medical team, having to treat his broken wrist.

"I'll remember this for a long time..." I raised an eyebrow at the thought, but that was until he escaped all guards grip and ran towards me.

As I was distracted, he pushed me to the ground, applying pressure onto my shoulder.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME! I SWEAR TO GOD YOU PISS ME OFF SO FUCKING MUCH AND I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU THINK YOU ARE SO POWERFUL!! YOU REALLY-" I was cut off as he grabbed the same wrist that I broke of his on me, and broke it as well.

"There, now we can both be in pain together." They dragged me away from the room, trying to help my hand at once.

Bitch...