The Elemental Masters | A BTS Fanfic

-6- The Art of Deception

A/N: Buckle up the baby seats, super glue & secure your wigs, blindfold your fetus' eyes, and get ready cause things are gonna get rough.

(The gif above isn't Chunja or the demon btw.)

((I added the hour long MV because this chapter is really long T-T))

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With the blindfold on her face, Chunja's other senses heightened to the point where she could smell and hear the smallest things.

She could smell metal, fire, and something rotten. She could hear, although she wished she couldn't, the blood curdling screams of men and women alike while they were tortured or beat.

Lord, help me.

She could hear the breaths of the soldiers holding her by the chair legs, dragging her to their destination.

Chunja felt herself turn corner after corner without breaks.

How big is this place? It's like we're in mf maze runner.

Now turning another corner, Chunja felt her and her captures stop. They were now in what felt like an open room.

This room was different. And not the good kind of different.

Not knowing they were in a room with doors, Chunja jumped out of her skin when a door banged shut behind her.

One of the soldiers untied her blindfold and her eyes were blinded by the unexpected amount of light they were faced with.

They were underground, afterall.

Once Chunja's precious eyes recovered from the blindingly bright light that presumingly might've come from Jesus Christ himself, she was taken into darkness once again.

However, this time it wasn't by the means of sight.

No.

This was actual darkness.

Like hail-Hades type of darkness.

What Chunja saw sitting in the throne in front of her was tall, horrid, beastly, and any other adjective that makes its description just so much as to scratch the surface of how scary it was.

It was like the embodiment of pure evil.

Analyzing the room around her, Chunja assumed that this thing was her captives' ruler or king or whatever.

Its black, beady eyes turned into crescent moons when it smiled at her. It wasn't even a smile. It looked like truth or dare had a baby with venom.

Yeah, that bad.

I don't even know if you could even call them eyes.

Instead of white, its scleras were midnight black. Running down from its eyes to the bottom of its cheek was a black substance that was seemingly as thick as ink.

The crooked smile and twisted look in its eyes were so chilling that they'd sent even Pennywise himself running back to his red balloon.

Chunja was shaking in her boots. Literally. She could slightly hear her knees tapping against each other.

She was past the point of fear.

Past the point of you-yell-at-your-mom-by-accident type of fear.

AND past the point of you-forgot-to-take-out-the-meat-from-the-freezer-for-your-mom-and-she's-2-seconds-away type of fear.

Yup, she might as well have peed herself.