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Taehyung is curled up into Jungkook's side, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him as the rest of the group lounges around the two. The quiet chatter sounds throughout the room, as no one really pays attention to the T.V except for Jungkook and Taehyung.
"Yo Jungkook, I think your phone is ringing," Jimin says, watching as the phone vibrates on the side table next to where he sits.
"Who's calling?" Jungkook asks, pulling his attention away from the T.V.
Jimin picks up the phone, "uhh, someone called Chanwoo." The youngest boy sighs, softly pushing the half asleep Taehyung off of him, to go pick up the phone.
"I'll be back baby," Jungkook whispers, walking over to his device. Taehyung sleepily nods, going back to watching the T.V. The beast picks up his phone, answering it as he walks to the kitchen. "Yes Chanwoo?"
"Jungkook, I'm going to a function tonight, so I need you to finish up a few of my things here, nothing too major. Then you can just lock up behind yourself," Chanwoo orders.
Jungkook groans loudly looking back to the soft boy on the couch, "I'm kind of in the middle of something."
"You can go back to that later, I'm not letting this acid sit in a tube over night. I'll be gone by the time your get there, instructions are on the table."
Before Jungkook can protest, Chanwoo hangs the phone up, making the boy growl in anger. He walks back over to Taehyung, softly wrapping his arms around Taehyung's torso from behind the couch. "I have to go to the lab, Chanwoo needs me to finish up for him," the younger explains, affectionately kissing Taehyung's neck.
"Okay, be safe please," Taehyung says, looking up at his roommate, who nods assertively.
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Jungkook steps into the familiar lab, looking around the messy state it's in. The younger already spots the acid in it's beakers, slowly melting through the re-enforced glass. "Fucker can't finish his own experiment," Jungkook groans, annoyed he's had to leave his adorable roommate just to complete another stupid experiment. He slowly gets to work following each step through, trying his best to not spill any acid.
Jungkook sighs, removing his safety glasses, after finishing the experiments. "I should get paid for this bullshit," the boy angrily sighs, seeing that it's about thirty minutes past midnight. The beast cleans up the equipment, ready to close up the lab. That's when it hits him, crashing over like a tidal wave. As Jungkook punches in the last minute to set the security, loud clicking and groans echo throughout the hallways, grabbing the boy's attention.
Jungkook gingerly looks down the hall, slowly venturing forward, he knows this is a bad idea. He knows what this hall leads to. He knows that Project One is calling him. But he can't bring himself to be cautious, he has too many questions left unanswered. Why can he see her, everywhere he goes? Has she escaped? Is she still pacing around in her little cage? How can he understand her?
Jungkook looks at the big metal doors, and he can smell what's behind them. Project One's scent is uncomfortably similar to his own, making all the hair on the back of his neck, stand straight up. Nonetheless, Jungkook uses brute force, to smash his way into the room. Bright lights, bonce off the grey metal walls, blinding Jungkook momentarily.
"You finally answered my call," Project One clicks, her small frame is hunched over, making herself look quite weak. But Jungkook knows better, the girl probably has an eight pack she's hiding.
Jungkook snarls, "how can I understand you and speak your language? Chanwoo wiped it from existence years ago," he asks, taking a defensive position.
Project One chuckles, "there's no need to get defensive, Jungkook. You've known my language for a lot longer than you think."
The beast shakes his head, "impossible. I've never spoken to you."
Project One, "you haven't but, many before you have. And Chanwoo's recycling is quite a problem... For him. It really doesn't effect me at all, works out great actually."
"I don't understand."
"Every time the beast is reconstructed, remodelled, just a little bit from your past body, always sticks with you."
Jungkook looks at her sceptically, "why should I trust you?" He asks, staring deep into her deep black orbs.
Her eyes seem to flick over for a split second, "well, the five before you always seemed to trust me. That's because I'm like you, I understand you better than the human Chanwoo. He thinks we're dumb, he thinks we must obey him and his every command. I rebelled against him, and now look where I am."
"Stuck in a cage, dying a painful death?"
A high pitched cackle, sounds throughout the small room, "oh darling, it'll take a lot more than starvation to kill me. There is only one way I can die, and it's the same for you. We're unstoppable Jungkook." The boy snarls, bearing his monster teeth, as they start to make their way through, Project One rolls her eyes. "Don't be stupid Jungkook, I know how you like to hunt through the streets of Seoul, feel the blood under your fingers nails, taste the soft flesh. We could hunt, we could truly be monsters."
Jungkook stops, thinking about this invitation, "how was I able to see you, hear you, when you are stuck in here?" He asks, taking a cautious step forward
Project One smiles, a long clawed hand comes up to tap her head, "we're not so different, you and I. When Chanwoo first created me, he had the vision of creating millions, to completely over throw the world. To do so, we obviously would have to communicate with each other from millions of kilometres away from each other. So Chanwoo gave us the ability to communicate with each other through our minds, of course, like anything when it is left uncompleted in one of the first trails, it can be manipulated."
Jungkook nods, taking another cautious step forward, "what are you trying to do?"
Project One looks deep into Jungkook's eyes, searching for any wavering emotion, "I want to be free, escape from this cage, finally deliver my revenge on Chanwoo, for keeping my locked up in this cage for fifteen years."
"You've been here for fifteen years?"
Project One nods, "I'm sure if you do some searching, deep in the internet, you'll find the reports of when I had my reign over the world. Just like you do now. People searching for an explanation to why a massive, human-like beast is running through the streets and killing everyone."
"What's in this for me?"
"Well, don't you want to see your full potential? You've only had a taste; I was getting close to discovering my full potential and Chanwoo locked me away, afraid because he knows I am much stronger than he could ever be. Jungkook, we could completely control these mortals, nothing is stopping us. Now is the perfect time to attack, Chanwoo thinks I'm nothing more than a dumb beast, starving myself to death, and that you're his obedient servant to the end. Let's end him, together."
Jungkook gives Project One a final sceptical look, "I'll think about it." She gives a wicked smile, her broken mouth cracking up into and even more twisted image.
"Wonderful, come to me when you've made up your mind."
