K-pop fans and the world at large are thrown into turmoil when the rising global sensation Bangtan Sonyeondan, better known as BTS, are kidnapped in the dead of night. As the world reels in confusion, the young men of BTS find themselves living a ni...
In the van, the leader's radio suddenly crackled to life, the voice tinny, but loud enough for the rest to hear.
"Targets on the move. Only two staff members with them. We'll take them out once the targets clear the door. ETA one minute." The leader waved to the rest of the team in the van, sending them into motion. "Remember, no harm to the targets. Put them down and get them into the van."
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The team of seven filed out of the van on the street side, making sure to keep their weapons low on their sides, out of sight of any bystanders who might happen to pass them on the street. Not that it was likely as it was after midnight and the streets in this area of Seoul were quiet. Thanks to some reconnaissance, the team had intel that the targets would be working late at this small studio. A few well-placed threats and the information on the location of the studio, the timetable for the targets, as well as any building security the team might encounter had been theirs.
The seven men watched the K-pop group BTS walk out of the glass doors leading to the street. Unseen by the seven young men, two shadows moved inside the building, grabbing and subduing the two staff members who had not yet followed the group out of the studio doors. In the space of mere seconds - a blink of the eye - the seven darkly dressed men raised their weapons and fired on their specific targets. The members of BTS had no time to react except with a surprised gasp as the drugs took swift effect and they each dropped to the street. Moving quickly and silently, each of the seven attackers picked up a limp body, shouldering their burdens with ease and moving as one to the van's open doors.
The men placed zip ties on wrists and ankles in a blur, moving at a frenzied pace that was frighteningly precise. They blindfolded and gagged each BTS member, expertly securing them, rendering them immobile as they had done to others countless times before. The drugs would keep them unconscious for several hours; long enough for them to be transported to a secure airstrip, loaded onto a private plane, and flown out of the country before the authorities were even contacted.
The leader smiled at the thought of the money these young men would bring them. Their company would be willing to pay any amount to get this golden goose returned to them unharmed. All they had to do was follow the plan carefully and make sure that nothing unforeseen happened. If the hostages didn't give them any trouble they would be back to their lives in a few weeks, none the worse for wear.
"Good work," the leader said approvingly. "Now that we have secured the targets and made them our hostages, we will meet up with the others at the airstrip and be on our way. Remember, once we get them to the location and secured, we will make the announcement of our demands and payment." The masked man pulled up their departure information on his laptop as he continued. "Always remember to wear your synthesizers and masks when dealing with the hostages. I want a totally clean getaway," he said with a laugh as he glanced back at the pile of unconscious young men on the van's floorboard. "I don't want to have to hurt or kill one of these boys."
The dark van raced silently into the night carrying BTS away from their lives, their families, and their fans.
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