Moon Star (Moonbyul x Xiumin)

Chapter 39

A7:

The genres I really like writing about are romance, fantasy, and action. 

And if you've been looking at my stories, I am here to inform you that Protect Our Love is a VERY OLD STORY written in 2014 where a little kid was just trying out Wattpad. Seriously, if you don't want to cringe all your life, don't read it. The idea is not bad, but it wasn't executed well hoho.

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"Is this it?" I asked after carefully stopping my car behind an old looking warehouse made out of wood. I checked out surroundings, trying to figure out what kind of place it was.

"Well, based on where the call was made to Kris, the frequency showed this place." Hyun Woo looked at the deserted area of just tall trees and the only building in front of us before looking down at his laptop. "Weird, but unless he hacked his own call, the call was definitely made from here."

"Ugh, fck." I cursed, glancing at Eric. "What do you say?"

"Hard to say." Eric's eyes also wandered off to the warehouse, its front door was locked together with rusty chains, as if no one has came there for quite a long time.

"This is fishy, captain. I think it's a trap."

"What trap?" I frowned, uneasy by his conclusion. "You know what? Let's just go in, if he's in there, don't ever stop me from shooting him."

"Hey," Eric grabbed my arm, stopping me from going out from the car. "He has Luhan, remember?"

His reminder managed to made me scowl, annoyed by how cornered we actually were. But I'm so done with playing around, maybe it's time to make sure he's gone for good.

"Let's just get in there for now." I muttered, and slowly Eric lets go of my hand.

"Make sure you all are in your bulletproof suits, just in case." I opened the door and took a step out.

"But captain, you're not wearing it." Sandeul pointed out as we got out, worried.

"Don't mind me. I'll manage." I said, holding tight to my pistol as I lead them towards the door. "Hyun Woo, stay here as a look out."

"On it." He replied, nodding as he stood by my car with his own gun.

"Boys, follow me." I carefully made my way towards the door, checking the rusty lock and realizing it was truly locked. I gestured with my hand for Eric and Sandeul to check the right and left side of the warehouse for other entrances, as I kept inspecting the lock.

They boys came back shortly with both of them shakig their heads, which meant that the only way in was the locked door. I sighed, frustrated.

But was I going to give up? Hell no.

"Yah, back off." I ordered to the two boys who immediately did. I held the pistol towards the lock with both of my hands firmly in its position.

Bang! Bang!

A thin cloud of the gunshots' smoke rose in the air as the lock dropped to the grass. I quickly pulled the old chains wrapped around the handles of the door and it dropped in one pull. When pushing the door didn't work, I lifted my right leg and gave it a solid kick. It budged, but not much. I decided to give it a few more kicks and with the help of Eric, we finally kicked it opened.

The door flew opened, as if it was welcoming us. I squinted my eyes, trying to see what was inside. The rays of morning sunshine shone into the building through the vast holes everywhere, some kind of dirty mist floating around the atmosphere as we came in.