Ripple: BTS AU Story ✓

Chapter 40

 Hello! I am back with another chapter. See? Not entirely terrible, at least I didn't disappear for a month and leave you with that cliffhanger. Kekeke. That"s a dig at myself for being so inconsistent with my updates. I do want to say thank you though for sticking with this story even though the updates weren't extremely constant. I really do appreciate it. With that said, this is the second to last chapter of the story. I'm going to hold off on all the emotional stuff I have to say until the next chapter, but know that it has a lot of thank yous. That's all I have to say, let's get into the chapter.

Theodore struggles to get closer to his prize. A black revolver that the stupid rapper just left on the floor. It is right in front of him. Close, but not close enough. He inches himself forward, wincing as his wound rubs against the gross concrete of the sewer. He grits his teeth and groans a little. Luckily, the noises he is making is drowned out by the idiotic Bangtan members, who have somehow started the machine. Theodore smirks, maybe they would erase themselves from existence. In the end, he would still win. They would still suffer. Nonetheless, Theodore continues to push himself towards the gun. In the off chance that the boys do figure out how the machine works, he is still going to need the weapon. If he's going to bleed out, he wants the other members to join him in that hell. He slowly gets to his knees and starts to crawl. It helps him cover more distance, but the pain only seems to worsen with his sporadic movement. A sudden wave of pain shoots through his stomach and travels throughout his chest. He groans again and drops to the floor. His vision blurs and he can hear cheers coming from the boys. Oh, guess they stopped it. Theodore's head spins as he stretches his arm out, in a futile attempt to reach the gun. He's still not close enough to it, but he's too tired to move. He spots darkness forming at the corners of his eyes. He attempts to fight it, but in the end he succumbs. He'll get the gun when he wakes up. If he wakes up.

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Theodore's head spins as he starts to come to. He's really in bad shape, but he forces himself to snap out of it. He slowly tilts his head in the direction of the group of boys. They are still sitting in front of the time machine, probably inputting their original timeline. Theodore rolls his eyes, they were doing it in such a complicated manner. There's a much easier way to do what they're doing. Dumb Bangtan. The man groans again as his head pounds. He pushes himself back up, trying to ignore the pain in his stomach. He eyes the gun, which still hasn't moved from its position. Just a little closer. He carefully get to his knees again and starts to crawl. Inch by inch. He would get the gun and he would make them suffer. They're too focused on their own crap to notice. They won't know what hit them. He keeps going until he's right in front of the gun. He smirks and picks up the weapon. He doesn't know how many bullets are in the chamber, but it doesn't matter. If he can shoot even one of the members, he knows it will be enough to make the others feel pain. He grits his teeth as he pushes himself up from the ground. His hair is plastered to his forehead and he readies the gun. He points it in front of him and aims at the members. He pants and his eyes appear crazed. It's now or never. He fires. One shot. Two shots. Three. Four. He tries to shoot again, but the gun is empty. He sighs, it's good enough. Four is enough. It would've been nice if he could've shot all seven, but four would do. He looks to the ridiculous Kpop group and smiles. He hears echoed screaming and sees blood splattered on the walls of the sewer. His job is done. "It's alright now, Selina. It's going to be alright," He mutters to himself before he is charged at by one angry maknae.

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5 Minutes

Screams. Blood. Namjoon's head spins as he watches his brothers fall to the floor. He quickly rushes forward, catching both Yoongi and Jimin before they slam onto the ground. He looks to his right and sees Taehyung doing the same for Jin and Hoseok. Jimin whimpers in pain and curses flood from Yoongi's mouth. "How!?" Jin coughs, blood dripping out of his mouth. Hoseok has tears running down his face and he has his hand over his wound. "Theodore," Jungkook spats, his fist clenched so tightly that his hands turn white. Namjoon turns to where Theodore's limp body is. His eyes widen when he sees the man with an insane smile upon his face and a smoking gun in his hand. "Jungkook..." Namjoon says in a warning tone, "Don't-,"