Chapter 10

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(A/N: yeS fInallY, reACHed a dOuBlE DigIT)

"What are those people gonna do?" Jungkook asks.

"They will be giving you some advice and they will also give you your backpacks." Namjoon answers.

Each person is a woman, with tight buns on the top of their heads and white surgical gloves with a lab coat.

Each woman walks to each contestant.

Hoseok's assigned woman, looks him over, up and down.

Hoseok glances to the side and see the same thing being done to the others. They are also standing there awkwardly.

"Hmm.." The woman mumbles with a strict, nasal voice. "Fine build, strong legs. The arms? Not too much."

"What do you mean 'not too muc-" Hoseok is interrupted by the woman.

"Do you have experience in the outdoors?" She asks.

"Yeah, I used to camp a lot professionally, and hike." Hoseok answers.

"You will do fine." The woman concludes. "Just remember the animals' weak spots; eyes, chest, and all vital organs."

"Okay..?" Hoseok says but it comes out like a question.

"It's okay. Just relax." The woman calms him down.

"Got it." Hoseok says with a thumbs up.

The woman smiles and gives him a thumbs up too.

She walks out of the room.

Hoseok notices that the others were done before him.

"She told me, I'm fat." Taehyung whines.

"No you're not." Jungkook tries cheering him up.

"Yes you are." Yoongi says.

"I hate you." Taehyung pouts.

"The feelings are mutual, buddy." Yoongi replies.

"Ooh... burn.." Hoseok laughs.

Taehyung pulls out his middle finger.

The women with labcoats walk back inside, but with black backpacks.

They hand each one to all of them.

"Ooh, mines a Gucci one." Taehyung inspects the bag with interest.

"Nobody cares if they're Gucci or not." Hoseok says.

"Hey! I care!" Taehyung shouts.

"Tae cares about style, Hobi hyung." Jungkook looks at Hoseok, giving a silent message to not anger him again.

Hoseok nods. "Hyung, you ready?" He asks, turning towards Yoongi.

"Yep." Yoongi says, popping the 'p'.

In reality, Yoongi was scared enough to almost shit his pants.

"You all will have to separate, now." Namjoon tells them. "You will be escorted to your contest venues."

"I'm afraid, I can no longer help you. Goodbye, all." Namjoon smiles kindly.

"Bye, Namjoon hyung." Jungkook and Taehyung say.

"See you after four days, Namjoon-ah." Hoseok smiles.

"See you." Yoongi says.

The women lead them away from Namjoon, out into the hallway, and back outside where the van was.

Instead of one van, now there were two.

"See you guys." Hoseok says.

"You too, hyung." Jungkook shows off his bunny teeth. (A/N: a moment of appreciation for Juan Pablo CoconUt's bunny teeth.)

"I'll miss you." Taehyung winks.

"Bye." Yoongi says, before they are seated in separate vans.

Now, it was just Yoongi and Hoseok, against Taehyung and Jungkook. They were here for a competition. And they were going to win. They had to win.

These thoughts were going through Hoseok's mind as he sat beside Yoongi, who was mindlessly staring at the floor, with his elbows resting on his knees. Probably lost in his own thoughts.

"Yoongi." Hoseok tapped his shoulder. "It will be okay. We will win."

"Hmm?" Yoongi asked. "I know. It's not that I'm worried, it's just, what if one of us dies?" Yoongi looked at Hoseok as he asked his question.

"What made you think that? We are not gonna die. We are going to get through this, and win." Hoseok motivates him.

"Yeah, I guess." Yoongi mumbles.

The van stops.

"We're here." Hoseok says.

The doors open and they walk out.

The woman appointed to go with them is standing outside.

"Follow me." She orders.

Hoseok and Yoongi follow the woman, who leads them into a white building which is completely empty.

It has no tables, chairs, windows or doors. It's just a simple white hallway, which leads to a plain white door.

They walk inside.

Inside is another room. Just as empty as the others, but with another door on the other side.

"Stay here. We will tell you when to go through those doors." The woman commands them and walks out.

"I'm nervous." Yoongi says, readjusting the strap of the bag on his shoulder.

"No need to be, hyung. It will be okay." Hoseok says.

The speakers on the ceiling, make a static sound.

"You will go through the doors on the count of three." The speaker sounds out.

"Get ready." Hoseok tells Yoongi.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Hoseok and Yoongi dash through the doors.

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It's me again.

Short chapter, yes i know. It's a filler since there's this thing called, 'writer's block.'

Writer's block is a bitch, if you ask me.

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