Written in Blood

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-''How much longer Yoongi?'' – Hoseok asked, looking around while the battle raged only two floors down. Yoongi didn't pay attention to him right now, too immersed with the work in front of him. They were in the ancient temple where the Assassins hid the artifact. They knew that Namjoon's men will come, but what they didn't expect was the number of them. There was so many. When they arrived, Namjoon's men were already there and the battle was long last raging.

Taeyang, Donghae, together with Jimin and Jungkook, fought outside with the rest of the Assassins, protecting the entrance to the temple, while Jin, Hoseok and Yoongi and a few of the Count's men went in to protect the artifact. They were late, since the mechanism was already in the motion, waiting only for the Sun to align in the right way to light up the room and artifact itself.

As soon as they came in, they were attacked by Namjoon's men. They knew that Heechul had told Namjoon everything he needed to know, but they just hoped that they will come on time. They were wrong.

Jin shouted Yoongi's name while swishing his two swords through his enemies. Yoongi turned and saw Jin nudging his head towards the mechanism upstairs. Yoongi nodded that he understood and grabbed Hoseok's hand, pulling him to follow. They managed to avoid the enemy and were now in a small stone room, with a wall filled with an old tongue of ancient people carved in stone plates and wheels that moved the entire machinery.

Yoongi went on deciphering the old puzzle, trying to turn the tide in their advantage, which proved not as easy as it previously seemed.

-''Shit... you think this shit will work?'' – Hoseok asked again and Yoongi, who had a long flat metal pin between his teeth, muttered something incoherent.

-''You do realize I didn't understand the word you said?'' – Hoseok said, eyes narrowing as he frowned. Yoongi removed the pin, not moving his eyes from the task at hand.

-''I don't fucking give a shit and considering the amount of shit that about to happen and not to mention the deep load of shit we are already in, I say this thing should work or else...'' – He left the last bit unspoken, but Hoseok would have none of that.

-''Or else...?'' – He asked, arching his eyebrow. Yoongi grunted, huffing through his teeth as he observed the wheels in front of him. – ''Or we are all fucked up.''

-''In a good or bad way?''

-''Bad minstrel, bad, really shitty bad way.'' – Yoongi said through gritted teeth while digging one of his thumbnails into a small slit, trying to move the stone piece.

-''Well fuck...'' – Hoseok said. – ''I was hoping at least for a bit of hope.''

-''There will be none of that bullshit if we don't switch this thing off. They mustn't get their hands on this artifact, so shut the fuck up and help me dammit.''

Hoseok tried, but there is nothing much he could do. Puzzles and other mind tricks and gadgets were Yoongi's expertise. Seeing that fact himself, Yoongi grunted again. – ''Go and keep watch, make sure no one disturbs me, while I'm trying to crack this rotten egg.''

As on a command, few Namjoon's men showed up with swords raised high.

-''Oh, finally something for me to do.'' – Hoseok said and took out his daggers. – ''Come now darlings, we don't have all day.''

The man roared and attacked him. His swift movements, allowed him to evade the blows of the swords, while his fast reflexed made dozens of small cuts on the men's bodies. One came too close to Yoongi, when one of Hoseok's daggers hit him straight between his shoulder-blades, dug deep into the flesh. Yoongi clicked with his tongue when the man fell too close to him and nudged him on his back.