Subject X

Chapter 2

The pure stennch of blood and an odd odor fills the ominous hallways of this X.E.F. Namjoon always hated stepping foot in these hallways for that exact reason, death and torture only follows. As much as he tries to shrug off the unease, he couldn't seem to help the dread that hit his senses. The last time he stepped foot in here was to witness the torture of a vampire who ended up dead. He remembers the young vampire well, a new blood, a small little girl that these fuckers tortured without a care in the world.

Namjoon will never forget her screams or torturing eyes. It haunts him from time to time but being in the military has made him grow tough in the matter. This visit isn't to see a torture happening or someone getting killed. No. This was different. A mission on his own.

He follows behind a short security guard who's dressed up as a S.W.A.T.T, gun in hand just prepared to shoot at anyone that steps out of line. Namjoon wasn't really in the mood for small talks but this man just can't keep his damn mouth shut as he guides him down the hallway of endless cellars. Namjoon managed to block out majority of the things the man would say and reply when his sentence finished with brief 'Oh really?' or 'That's interesting' but the man continued to talk until he lead him directly in front of a metal door with the number Conference Room against it in black print.

Fucking finally!

"I'm still unsure why a lieutenant would want to see these individuals? We are doing the best we could for their treatment," The guard comments, unlocking many parts of the door.

"I have my reasons," He states instead, watching the door swing open to reveal a metal room. Namjoon didn't waste any time to step inside and slide a seat on the metal chair in front of a square table with another chair facing him. He places his cap down against the table and glared at the door across, knowing that's where the first X individual will come through. Namjoon didn't know what to feel about this, he feels a sense of anxiety yet anticipation. He wants to meet these individuals one on one. He wants to stare at their faces and see if they're as just in pain or fed up as he is. Today he will know and he will mark the next step in his plan if everything runs smoothly.

After painful minutes of waiting, the door swings open, a guard enters first and then in steps the first person on the list.

Jeon Jungkook.

His eyes wander around the room nervously with cuffs digging his smooth skin. He's aggressively placed on the chair opposite to Namjoon and his cuffs connect to a slip on the table so he won't be able to escape. Namjoon watches with patient eyes as the guards leave the room just as asked, leaving them alone with only the camera against the corner of the room yet he still remained comfortable against his chair. His attention averts to Jeon Jungkook to see the young man already staring at him shyly, almost like how a little kid would when he's sees something he's not suppose to.

Namjoon didn't mind that, hell he wants the kid to feel intimidated so he wouldn't get any ideas.

After a few painful silences lately, Namjoon sighs in which snaps the young man's eyes to his face rather than Namjoon's uniform, "My name is Lieutenant Kim Namjoon. I'm an officer to the South Korean army. You have no clue who I am since I didn't bothering coming here giving a shit about any X subjects, all I saw were faces," Namjoon captured a cringe forming the young man due to his swear and that only spread a smirk onto the other man's lips. He is so innocent.

"Until now. So, tell me... What are you? What's your name?" Namjoon states even though he already knows this information but he needs him to say something.

Anything.

The young man licks his chapped lips nervously and settles his gaze to the clip where his cuffs are attached to the table, "My.. name is Jeon Jungkook... You can call me Jungkook.... A-and I'm an Angel," Just as expect, his voice is just as smooth as his facial features. His words are breathy and low but Namjoon still caught onto it.