A/N: ok looks like my updates are quite irregular,,, sorry about that!! school's in so i started to have more workload...though, i'll try my best to publish it every wednesday as much as possible :)
ten pov
with both taeyong and johnny gone, i took command over joker and infiltrated blackjack. it was a good thing we had winwin on our side since he could shape shift and practically messed up their hq really badly.
though, with only the three of us, it was pretty difficult getting through all those half bloods in blackjack.
after capturing the heir of the house of min, we took the unconscious him to his old home. a place even blackjack might not be able to find us underground.
the secret room was hidden behind a wall, and when opened, it leads to a long stairway down.
the room had a high ceiling, in a hexagonal shape with bookshelves covering each corner of the room. there were a flight of stairs that led up to a private, enclosed bedroom.
the room was messy with paper sprawled across every desk and even on the floor.
there was a wooden study table with a bright red sofa beside it.
as per our earlier orders from our mastermind...who had revealed himself to be the head of the house of min. we tied him up at the wrist but not his feet, and instead covered his eyes with a blindfold to prevent him from using his powers of telekinesis.
"what are we going to do now, ten? wait for him to wake?" winwin asked as i was fiddling with the air around me, compressing them into different shapes.
i look towards his heavily injured face filled with cuts and bruises.
"we have to let him regain his memory, of course." i said simply, hopping off the desk i sat on, then walked towards jungwoo who was sprawled across the study table beside mine.
he was probably exhausted from earlier.
"jungwoo, get up. we have to do this quick." i tapped on his shoulder, and he pushes himself off the chair.
"alright, i heard you." the two of us bring ourselves to the bright red sofa where mark was still knocked out on it...
...or maybe not.
because he started stirring, flipping over and over again as he lay on the couch.
"he's awake, huh. that's unlucky of him." i chuckled, and kneeled beside the couch, watching the young boy look up at me.
well, i couldn't see his eyes but he was looking right in my direction.
"you're...you're ten, aren't you?" his lips turned into a frown. "why have you taken me?"
"ooh, your voice recognition is pretty good. as expected from heir of the house of min, huh." i laughed in amusement.
his eyebrows were knitted together. "what...do you mean? the house of min...?"
"heh, you wanna know?" i stood up and turned to look at jungwoo standing behind me.
"see for yourself." i gestured for jungwoo to carry on, and he nods as i stepped aside for him to get to mark.
his fingers hover above mark's forehead, and closes his eyes. bright white light started seeping out from his palm and soon enveloped mark's body.
the latter started writhing in pain as beaded sweat started falling from his forehead, with his brows tightly furrowed and lips downturned.
with one last painful groan, the white light begins to fade as it flows back into jungwoo's palm.
"it's done. he's probably knocked unconscious again from the impact of his memories," jungwoo informs, walking past me and back to the table where he was.
"so by the time he wakes up, he would already know about his true identity."
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the entire ace gathered before the brownish oak door. the door, as expected, was locked.
"we should just kick it open." chenle suggested with an excited look on his face, but jaemin looks towards him with a straight face.
"we can't do that, chenle-yah. we'll alert joker and our element of surprise won't be so effective anymore." he explains, to which hyeji agrees.
chenle pouts. "well what then? i can't teleport in because i don't know how it looks like."
jaemin's lips pulled into a tight grin. "well, i could get in without getting traced. i also can open the door for you guys from the inside."
"that's a good idea, you should do it then." jeno gestures towards the door.
jaemin nods with chenle still pouting in dismay.
he mumbles something under his breath, and within moments he disappears.
"jaemin?" hyeji spoke into her watch after a few seconds passed since his disappearance.
"i'm fine, fine. by the way, there's this flight of stairs that leads a long way down. do you want me to check it out?"
"no, don't do anything rash. unlock the door first, jae." she tells him.
"roger that, ma'am."
and with that the door unlocks with a click, and creaked open, revealing jaemin in his human form standing in the doorway.
"so? what's the plan now?" he whispers, probably worried that joker might hear.
"the plan is to reduce engagement with them as much as possible. once we have identified his location, get mark out immediately. our main enemy target we have to be careful of will be winwin, since he can shape shift into a wolf. we have to knock him out first. chenle, you'll be doing that,"
"should there be when there is resistance from them, the assault team will consist of chenle, jeno, jaemin and jisung as defence. the rescue team would be me and donghyuk. is that clear?"
"would that work, hyeji?" johnny pipes in with a smile.
she frowns. "it will. and johnny? don't think of doing anything funny. you'll be joining me in the rescue team."
he chuckles. "understood."
hyeji diverts her gaze from johnny and onto the rest of her team mates.
"well then...good luck, everyone. this operation starts now."
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• cards | nct 2018 •
Fanfiction[the enemy of my enemy is my friend] a game of cards, a game of two organisations. in which there is more than meets the eye. a fantasy fic dedicated to nct .
