The sounds of chains scraping against the floor and the drilling off in the distance,
The smell of rust and oil,
The distant laughter of young aged men.
That what their victims always heard,
Before they were never seen again.
Only one name was always remembered.
Neo Culture Technology.
Nct
There were 21 members total
Their leader sat in his office as he watched his hacker do his work.
A smug grin was on the face of the hacker.
The clicks of the mouse and the sound of the keyboard was a sound he had grown accustomed to.
He smiled when he noticed his hacker seemed to be at ease,
And not struggling at all to find the information he needed.
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One of them leaned against his motorcycle as he thought of his childhood.
The blurry memories passing through his mind as he whispered names.
"Y/n, Sarah, Mich."
He didn't remember the relation of the names.
It was all just too familiar to him.
The two street racers had parked their cars beside him.
They watched him in silence,
not comprehending what those names meant.
One of the Street racers was the Leader's second hand man.
Doing illegal races was something he enjoyed doing,
His life was all about living dangerously.
While the other street racer,
He did the Races for money.
He wanted his family to be living well off because of him.
The Dark Sorcerer played with his cards as he tried reading their future.
The hypnotist sat in the chair In front of him.
He stared at his favorite Instrument,
The pocket watch.
"Hm...I see a girl." He raised the card and showed it to him,
He lowered it and raised another. "And I see.. hm..interesting."
"What do you see?" The hypnotist asked.
"I see...love."
The assassin sat in the room that belonged to the mechanic,
Standing beside him was their double agent.
He was amused seeing how many weapons they owned.
He always traced his favorite weapons with his fingers,
He always thought if one day he'd ever have to use all of them.
The double agent smiled as he remembered,
The one time he used the newest addition to their weapons.
He liked trying new things out.
Their Mechanist watched the younger ones as he picked up the things he'd be using to create new things.
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Obsession Nct Mafia
FanfictionShe was young. She was average. She was the one they wanted. It was common for them to get a little obsessed. Cold, Heartless, And dangerous, They were feared and known as NCT. For you to have caught their eye, You knew your life would never...
