Rare

5th part

"The male omegas have escaped!" A loud voice rang over the loudspeaker in the school, accompanied by an alarm that blared through the building.

The rapid and familiar footsteps of the guards' heavy boots running over the wooden floor, filled the isolated halls.

"It has started." Yoongi whispered to the others under his breath, as they sped through the dark halls, that were only illuminated by the few strays of the moonlight coming in through the small windows. Worried and terrified looks were exchanged between the four of them at those words. They were trying to be as quiet as they could possibly manage, with their bare feet running over the creaking floors, and while their bodies were filled with huge amounts of adrenaline that made them pant heavily and made them feel their heartbeats pumping in their chests. The loud sound of their breathing was another thing they had to do quiet down, they had to quiet down everything. Because everything was dependent on their situation. They couldn't be found, that was last thing they needed.

They sped forward, Yoongi in front leading the way, because he was the one who had planned the riot. Jimin and Namjoon were running on a line, closely following behind him and Hoseok was resting on Namjoon's back, considering that the orange haired had collapsed as soon as they had reached the second turn in the cramped hall outside of their room.

By the time the absence from their rooms had been noticed, they had already made it away from the old part of the building. Instead they were now speeding through the newly furnished part, that they had just barely finished. This was in the girls' part of the building. It had a newly washed parquet floor, and white wooden walls. They had pink and purple lamps in every corner and a rug so big, that could remind of a red carpet.

From this point on, the omegas had multiple directions to choose from. What made the omegas breath in relief though, wasn't the multiple choices they had, instead it was the fact that all of the choices would lead them to an exit. Yet, they knew they couldn't relax. They heard it after all. Heard the endless sound of hundreds of pairs of leather boots approaching them, stomping at a dangerously fast pace. The guards were quicker than them, and they were close. Very close.

The taunting echoing of shoe insoles, seemed like it came just from the end of the room the males were in. The omegas could feel the panic rise in their chests, and their already quick heartbeats increase. They were sweating profusely and their breathing had increased to a point where it felt like their lungs were burning. "Yoongi.." Jimin tried, saying as he panted, but he was cut off by the said boy's pale hand covering his mouth. "Just trust me." The black haired whispered back to the other and only removed his hand when younger gave him a faint nod.

Only a moment after, the running started again. All following behind Yoongi, who was once again speeding through the familiar hallways, but with an unfamiliar intention. The intention of escaping, of finally getting out of the place that had mistreated them for years. The place that contained all their memories, it was the only place they knew.

"W-wait." Namjoon panted, as he slowed down in his steps, holding a tight grip on Hoseok's frame so he wouldn't fall off his back, but the boy almost tipped over himself instead. The others eyed him as the pace stopped completely, sweat glistening in a layer over the purple haired's forehead and he bowed down slightly, holding his knees while he was breathing harshly. "Namjoon we don't have the time to fucking stop." Yoongi whisper yelled back, with an angry tone and a strict glare.

"Here, I'll take Hoseok." He told with a sigh as he quickly sped over to the other and tried hauling the slightly bigger body off from Namjoon's back, but he was unable to when the purple haired pushed his hand away. "It's not that." He sighed, and with that statement all of the fellow omegas' eyes were on him. "I-I just...." The boy exhaled a shaky breath and looked up at the others, at the boys he had considered to be his brothers as far back as memory served him. The only ones who had cared about him, and the only ones he cared about. "W-what if it won't be as good as we think." He told, rubbing away the forming tears that he refused to shred. "What if our current life is better than the one will get when we escape." By the end of his sentence tears nonetheless, the struggle to hold them in, started flowing down his cheeks. "I'm scared Yoongi." He admitted and felt Hoseok's arms wrap further around him, his head nuzzling into his neck, attempting to hug him from his position on the other's back.

"Namjoon you can't second guess now!" Yoongi yelled, a bit too loudly. And that's how all hope faded in the spawn of a second, when only moments later, their frames were illuminated by a multiple rays of flashlights. Jimin screamed when he saw the end of the room they were in fill with more of the armed guards by the second. "Shit!" The oldest yelled, and grabbed Namjoon's hand trying to drag the taller with him as he ran, but when the other omega refused to move, he spoke up on final time. "Then do it for your brothers Namjoon." His voice was in a shaky whisper, even though it wouldn't hurt to scream at this point.

The powerful and loud sound of a gun firing, made the omegas turn, and Namjoon quickly replied  with a quiet "Okay." That was Yoongi needed and he started running again, holding Namjoon's hand.

The guards all followed right behind them, firing new storms of bullets at them that they could barely dodge with the quick speed they had to maintain. A speed that they only had because of the rapidly pumping adrenaline in their bodies. The guards were screaming words and orders in between themselves as they followed behind them quickly. The strong scent the alphas' of and betas' hunting instincts filled the room. "Remember our main priority!" The one of them who seemed to be in charge ordered, and the other men nodded at his words, shouting a "Yessir!" Back at him, the gun fire intensifying at the men's newly found order.

"Jimin watch out!" Hoseok cried out as he saw a bullet that was headed straight for the younger. Unfortunately he was too late, and a scream of pain filled the halls as the metal marble pierced into the pink haired boy's under arm. The situation turned even worse moments after when a similar scream sounded from Yoongi. "Oh my God." Hoseok cried in between rapid breaths. He started tightening his grip around Namjoon's neck almost choking the other. "Please, make it go away." He whispered, words muffled as he talked into the fabric of Namjoon's shirt while breathing harshly. Another gun fired, and Namjoon felt the boy on his back flinch harshly at the sound, and pervious shaking from Hoseok intensified. "Namjoon." He struggled saying, his breaths increasingly shorter and tears flowing down his face like waterfalls.

"Run, Namjoon please." He begged out, and Namjoon had no other choice but to listen to the desperate pleas. They all knew how terrified the boy was of guns and bullets, so there was no way Namjoon could ignore the broken and clearly terrified voice of of the other. At least not until he saw how the oldest omega slowed down in his running, bleeding profusely from his leg, while desperately fighting the pain.

"IT'S HERE!" He yelled when they right after reached a window. "But, Yoongi we're on the second floor." Jimin tried saying, he too slightly wincing, clearly faced by the pain in his arm. "I told you to trust me!" He screamed as a guard grabbed his leg. "I've got him. Our priority. The one who is going to be sold, I've got him!" The guard told happily, and threw himself over the fighting omega. "Good, now get the others, it doesn't matter if they die." The leader barked, and with that order of confirmation, the sound of guns loading filled the room once again. "JUST FUCKING JUMP!" Yoongi told, while he was being restrained by five of the alpha guards and one beta one.

So they did, Jimin and Namjoon threw themselves harshly into the window, making it break, and the pieces of glass cutting their skin open. "Yoongi not without you. We can't." Jimin told desperately as Namjoon carefully moved Hoseok from his back, to his arms. Holding the older in the safest possible position for when they would jump. "Don't worry. They won't kill me, that can't kill me, but they can do that to you, so go before I come over there and push you myself." His words were bitter, but the other omegas knew he was being sincere. "We love you Yoongi. Please, live." Jimin said as he carefully pushed Namjoon out the window, he gave the oldest one last smile, before he jumped down after him.

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