A/N: hello everyone.
i began my first week of university classes and
holy shit, it's a lot of work.
so i apologize if i can't write as much on here.
thanks for understanding, i'll do my best.
izzy
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Park Jimin was obsolete.
The marked hands that were lightly holding onto Taehyung's injured body moved away. The demon turned sharply to the zombie that had just stabbed him in the neck.
The one that was laughing most annoyingly.
A hand came up to his throat--his weak spot. He felt for the glass shard and tore it out of him, blood spurting out in a wide arc. Thick, sanguine liquid streamed onto the grass in front of his feet. Soon covered in the warm liquid, his fingers absentmindedly touched the bleeding slice over his throat.
The demon could not feel the pain. He only saw red.
He stood up slowly, entire body shaking with rage. His eyes, to any onlooker, might not be described as dark red anymore, even if they were apt to darken when he fell into his demonic role.
No...any onlooker would say that the white-haired creature in front of them had black eyes. With his bloody neck, wild icy hair and pitch black eyes that matched the crazy markings covering his arms-
He appeared like a true child of the devil.
Even the zombies seemed to notice this transformation, suddenly perking up at the demon's shaking form. The zombie attacking Jungkook paused to reflect upon the new shift in the air, which gave the ravenette a perfect opportunity to knock the creature down.
Backing away from the demon, the laughing zombie ceased its maniacal chuckles. A smirk grew across the demon's face, straight lined pearly whites blazing just as bright as any fire.
The half-blood said nothing as he leapt onto the creature, predatory--dark eyes expressive of no emotion other than death.
Tough hands gripped the sides of the zombie's face, wide black eyes beholding the way the zombie's skin pulled away like taffy. Eyeballs bulging and jaw tensed, the zombie's head tore off of its stump cleanly. The demon pounded the round face of the creature into the earth.
"H-holy s-shit! What..."
From afar, the ravenette freaked out as he witnessed a zombie getting his head ripped off by Jimin. Clumpy liquid poured from the separated head, making the Oak Prince's stomach turn. The distraction reminded him of his husband. He ran from the writhing zombie on the ground near him towards Taehyung's body.
The demon paid little attention to Jungkook as he ran frantically to his husband. Instead, he crushed the remaining life in the zombie by pulverizing the isolated head to mush. Once the head was nothing more than a pulp, the demon's boot came up and crashed into the headless body of the zombie. It flew backwards, hitting its undead counterpart with great force.
Neck still bleeding profusely, the demon growled as its prey began to run. The zombie with a head ushered the headless one to the far end of the courtyard. In close pursuit, the demon picked up the torch that lay not too far away in the grass.
He quickly cauterized the wound on his neck, no peep leaving his mouth as his skin melted together in a quick fix.
His legs seemed to float under him as his power increased the speed with which he ventured towards his enemies. Torch in hand, he doused both zombies in flames in a matter of seconds.
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Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓
FanfictionBOOK TWO OF THE NOIR LEGACY The story picks up three years after the war on Noirwood. Jungkook and Taehyung have moved on from the events of the past...or so they think. When an unexpected visitor reopens the wounds of their past, they must decide w...