B A N G T A N D E M O N S

Part 4

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!!!Recap!!!

"oh? We don't mean to steal your toys, but Harield wants her. Today. Dead or alive. Which do you choose?" Namjoon shook his head, "she's not coming with you." Jungkook started to frickin levitate and his eyes glowed red and lava bombs came out of his palms. His voice was scary like Yoongi's was. Hobi mirrored his actions. I stepped back and watched from a safe distance. I saw they were greatly out numbered. Seven to two.  Bangtan Demons

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Namjoon lunged a red fireball at Cowboy, but he deflected it with a shield he seemed to pull from his palms. Yoongi decided to throw multiple fireballs at Cowboy's crew, instead of at Cowboy. They weren't as nimble as their leader, so many of them were caught in the eye of the explosion. There were four left. Cowboy lunged a fireball at Yoongi, then another at Namjoon. It caught him on the right arm, and he screamed, "agh! Shit!" With his other arm, he lunged a fireball back at Cowboy. This time, it caught him full on in the chest, making him fall to the ground and wheeze. Cowboy's remaining crew stepped forward and lunged fireball after fireball at Namjoon and Yoongi. One caught Namjoon on his left leg and he screamed again, in anger, not pain, "crap!" He hovered his hand over his arm, then leg. The scorch marks faded immediately. The cowboys threw more and more fireballs at an alarming speed. Yoongi and Namjoon couldn't heal themselves fast enough. I had to do something. Ever since I was four, my mother, Yeongwu, trained me for martial arts and ninjitsu, and stealth. I silently crept up on a garbage can and jumped, flipping in the air on the roof. I ran in a crouching position on the metal roof, making sure my feet didn't make a sound. There was a cylinder can on the roof, and I pushed it onto the cowboys below. They yelped in surprise and scattered. The can hit one cowboy and knocked him out cold. "This is not over, Bangtan Demons!" Cowboy says. He and his men run in the other direction. Yoongi and Namjoon look up. I giggle and wave down at them. They shake their heads, laughing. I jump down and Namjoon catches me, bridal style. "Hello, beautiful," he whispers to me, making me blush. "We gotta get you out of the safe house, Aigoo," Hobi told me. "You can't stay there. It's the first place Xander and his men will look."

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So Cowboy's name is Xander. Xander sounds like a cowboy name. I wander if Xander was a cowboy. What if Xander's a vampire demon and used to be a cowboy in his early life? I've never seen a real life- "omg, Aigoo, baby?" Hobi laughed. "Shut up." I blushed, "s-sorry. It's what I do when I'm nervous." Namjoon pulled me into his chest and kissed my forehead, "don't be nervous. We aren't gonna let him or his men get six miles close to you." I bit my lip, holding back, scared, terrified tears. I failed completely. A few tears slid down my face, and next thing I knew, I was sobbing. "Aigoo, hey, hey... It's gonna be alright." I shook my head, sniffing softly, "n-no, because a gang of evil demons are wanting my life for no good reason. And as soon as they find me, they're gonna kill me or use me as their frickin sex toy!" Namjoon pulled me closer until I was completely enveloped in his strong, warm arms and chest. "I'm never gonna let those suckers make you their sex toy, Aigoo. You should already know. I..." Namjoon was cut off by Jimin and the others running down the stairs. Directly towards us. Like a bunch of sexy Korean bulls. "Aigoo?! What the hell?! Are you alright?!?" They all shouted at once, snatching me out of Jungkook's comfortable warmth and into their overwhelming heat and babble. "Guys, we have to leave," Namjoon orders. "Right now!" The boys reluctantly shuffle around to get guns and book bags scattered on chairs in the living room. "You guys are demons. Why do you need guns?" Jimin chuckled, "these aren't guns, baby. They destroy supernatural beings on the spot." Jimin smirked, "it's so fun to watch them disintegrate." Jimin's eyes glowed red, and his smirk turned into a tooth bared snarl. I yelped and jumped back. Namjoon slapped Jimin across the face. "Chill, man." Jimin smiled apologetically, scratching the back of his neck, "sorry, Aigoo. I got carried-" Jimin was cut off by the windows suddenly shattering.