Blood, Sweat, & Tears

Chapter 5: Ace

*Two Days Later*
Hoseok spit the blood from his mouth at his captor. The large, muscular man stepped back with a sound of disgust. Hoseok's lips curled into a sneer, however; it was short lived as not even a second later, the captors fist was connected to his face. Hoseok could practically hear the crunch of his nose breaking. Blood poured down his face but he didn't let it phase him.

"I'll give you another chance. Get your friends to relinquish the power you have or face the consequences." Hoseok laughed mockingly.

"Talk to all of us. Do what you will. We have an ace up our sleeves. You'll never overtake Bangtan."

The sharp, chiseled jaw of the captor clenched so tight, Hoseok thought he might break his teeth. Hoseok was taken back to the damp, musty holding cell and was thrown in with the rest of his bloodied up members. The door slammed shut behind them.

"Eun-kyung contacted me once more. Apparently we were taken by a large gang from Daegu. That's where we are now," everyone was watching Yoongi, "They've been in Daegu since yesterday. It's just a matter of finding this place."

" We were taken two days ago and they already found out where we are?" Jin asked.

"It was Soo-ah who did most of that work," Yoongi answered, " At least according to Eun-kyung." 

"I hope they get here soon," Jimin said solemnly, thinking of all that could go wrong.

The man gasped as a sharp slap came down across his face. The beautiful, or at least he assumed from her body, woman was surprisingly harsh.

"Answer the damn question, you disgusting little bug." Mi-sun growled in the ear of the man. Sun-mi stood to the side watching her younger friend.

"I don't know. If any group around here took the men you're looking for, they sure as hell wouldn't tell me." His voice was high pitched and nervously paced. I mean who wouldn't be nervous. Mi-sun had a pistol drawn and Sun-mi was visibly heavily armed. Mi-sun clenched her jaw, they knew he was an important member of the biggest gang in Daegu. She dug the muzzle of her pistol into his temple and he yelped.

Soo-ah listened intently from outside the room, guarding the door. She wasn't happy with their situation, but she wanted Jin back. Kyung-soon walked by and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Soo-ah gave her a nod and Kyung-soon went on her way.

Soo-ah, in spite of her self, smiled a bit when she heard the man in the room start to cry and plead to the two women interrogating him. The door opened and the two women stepped out. The man continued to plead and cry to the women and his cries only got more desperate as the door closed. The three girls looked up as pouring footsteps sounded through the hallway.

"Eun-kyung hasn't come back yet. She left about three hours ago. She should have been back by now." Hae-won spoke, out of breath.

Eun-kyung thrashed and kicked at the person holding her. She growled at the pair of strong arms holding her.

"God dammit, Jack," A deep voice sounded from in front of her. She couldn't see anything from under the hood put over her head, "Keep the bitch still." Eun-kyung could hear the sneer in his voice. The hood was removed from her head and she was face to face with a broad shouldered, handsome man.

The man in front of her gripped her chin and tilted her head from side to side. She stared back at him hard. She flinched a bit when his fingers slipped under her mask and slid it off of her face. His eyes lit up when her face was revealed.

"You did well, Jack," another voice spoke from the shadows of the room. A tall man stepped out, "What's the hip hop princess doing in the underground?"

Eun-kyung's jaw tightened. She felt the cold metal of the knife she had in her boot. If only the man, they were calling Jack, would let go of her. The taller man came up and brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek and Eun-kyung spat at him.

"Don't fucking touch me," the broad shouldered man laughed at her statement.

"So feisty," He ran his fingers through her hair, "Can you even fathom how much a celebrity like you would go for? But maybe I shouldn't even sell you. Maybe I should just keep you for myself," he groaned from deep with in his chest, "The things I would do to your delicious body. Can't you just picture it? My hands all over your gorgeous caramel skin. My tongue buried in between your legs as you writhe in pleasure and scream my name, begging for more." 

Eun-kyung felt bile rise in her throat. She felt Jack's grip loosen and in one swift motion had her knife drawn from her boot and it was pressed to the broad shouldered man's throat. A small stream of blood trickled over his collar bone from the small cut that she had made.

"I'm not something to be bought or sold, you worthless dick," the three men stared at her in awe. Not a single one of them had been armed, "Now, if you don't mind I'll be on my way." 

The three men raised their hands in defeat as she backed out of the door and ran from the premises. Once she was sure she was safe, she fetched up against a wall in an alley and her stomach emptied itself onto the ground. With tears stinging her eyes she covered her face and made her way back to their bunker. When she opened the door the other girls fell upon her asking her where she had been. Eun-kyung openly let her tears fall and allowed herself to relax in the arms of her friends.