Book 1: Seven Demons' Sins (BTS FanFiction)

Episode 24: Demonnapped

Episode 24: D e m o n n a p p e d

I woke up in a dimly lit room tied down to a wooden chair with zero hopes of breaking free.

On another note, this hostage scenario is seriously starting to get old. I'm almost getting used to this. Almost.

My eyes took a moment to register where I was. There was a stack of hay piled in the corners and a few spottings which I assumed were horse dung.

Great. I was tied down to a chair inside a freaking barn. A barn? Seriously? This had to be the rural side of Korea. My heart raced with panic at the thought. Crap, if I was in rural Korea, then how far away exactly is Seoul?

The door swung open and the same creep I saw just before I had blacked out stood there in the dim moonlight.

"Well, well, well." His white grin was probably the only bright thing in the darkness of the room. "If it isn't my cousin's lovely toy."

"W-Where..." My throat was so hoarse I couldn't speak without choking. I cleared my voice and tried again. "Where am I?"

"That's it? That's all you care about? Not who I am? What you are? What in Abaddon's fire will I do with you?" He actually looked disappointed. What kind of twisted psychopath was he?

In a flash he was right in front of me, smoothing down a strand on my hair in the grip of his leather gloves. My arms and ankles were firmly tied to the chair and my hands were strapped behind by the wrists. Trying to twist free only made the burning sensation worse.

"You know, I'm really tired of this nonconsensual touching that's been happening to me recently." I gravely mumbled out. God, if he was going to kill me now, please let it be quick.

I let out a sharp scream as he knicked my cheek with his claw. He brought his black finger to his mouth and sucked on my blood. Okay, now this was all levels of weird.

"Mm, the taste of pure Hell."

"Listen..." I breathed out, " I don't really know who you are or what you want but I don't have anything to give you! I swear! This isn't the first time a demon or some ghost came after me and I understand you all think my soul is really, uh, tasty or whatever, but I honestly probably taste like a bag of insecurities and self-loath--" I didn't finish.

Or more like I couldn't.

He had his grip tight on my jaw to the point where he could've nearly twisted it out of place. I'm guessing mumbling any of my Latin mojo would probably do jack with the upper hand he literally had on my mouth.

"Why don't you just shut your pie hole now? Your mundane rambling is starting to seriously piss me off." My eyes widened at the sight of his eyes going completely white then back to normal. "For someone who holds the key to my cousin's hopes and dreams, you sure are one pathetic little bitch. I honestly don't understand why my uncle is so keen on you?"

Uncle? Cousins? What in the world was he talking about?

"You idiot. I mean the demon princes." He grinned widely and released my jaw. "The seven deadly sins, in flesh and, well, maybe not exactly blood but you get the point."

"W-wait...you're saying that you're their cousin?" I blinked with uncertainty. "Like, Jimin, V, Jin, Jungkook--"

"J-hope, Jungkook, Suga, Namjoon, yes, yes the whole gang. Ah, those assholes. What a plentiful fucking family they are. And a pain in my fucking ass too!" Well, I sure hope this is the way demons portray family love. "You know something about them? They think they're sooo untouchable. That they have this big daddy who's king of us all, but they often forget one thing. They're just bitches for the Holy Trinity ever since daddy dearest abandoned them here on Savannah. Oh, and by the way, Satan's ass is definitely not the only ass trying to warm up that throne. With all the mess happening here, they're bound to lose that entitled authority they have. It's no longer Satan's era, it's a civil war down there."