MAGES | BTS [DISCONTINUED]

C҉h҉. 2҉2҉ | B҉l҉a҉c҉k҉ S҉m҉o҉k҉e҉

I'm sorry in ahead guys hahaha.

They team reunited with the rest, finding that they weren't alone. Mania and Soo were there as well.

"God damn it," Seph muttered under his breath.

"You guys okay?" Byul asked them.

"Yeah." Solar nodded, "Where's Wheein and Hwasa?"

"They're outside helping the students," Byul answered.

"And what about the students?" Adora spoke up.

"Fighting for their lives," Seph said.

Hoseok suddenly ripped off his sleeve, tying it around his stabbed wound.

"Oh my god," Yoongi breathed out. "What happened?

"That damn bitch over there," he pointed at Soo. "Stabbed my leg."

Yoongi frowned at Hoseok's pained expression. Hesitantly, he lifted his hand to rub Hoseok's back gently. It seemed to work, cause Hoseok's expression softened.

"I'm fine," he muttered. Yoongi retracting his hand back to his side.

"How'd you even get separated from us?" Taehyung questioned.

He looked down at the ground. "I...I thought I saw something."

"It's okay," Jiwoo said gently. "That girl's name is Soo. Her ability is to make you see the person you love most."

"So that's why I saw my sister," he mumbled.

His mind flashed to memories of him and his sister. The times she helped him with his ability, the times she bashed his choice of clothing and helped him find his style, the times they stayed up at night binge watching action k-dramas.

Damn that hurts.

A smoke bomb landed in between the gap of the two teams of good and evil. Black smoke came out. It clouded their vision, and before they knew it, they lost each other.

"Yoongi!" Adora yelled. "Yoongi, where are you!"

Yoongi opened his close eyes when he heard Adora call his name. He held his body tightly in attempt to feel safer, it didn't work.

It was such a stupid fear. Fear of smoke. he hated smoke, because it reminded him of cigarettes. He hated cigarettes, because it reminded him of his dad. His stupid dad who died of lung cancer due to smoking.

He felt his body soften when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up, hoping it was, expecting it to be someone on their team.

Nope, it was Mania.

He frowned at Yoongi. "Sorry kid, don't take this personal."

Last thing he knew, he was knocked out.

Mania picked up Yoongi's unconscious body, holding him over his shoulder.

Jungkook eventually got out of the smoke, coughing it out. His eyes widened when he saw Yoongi being carried away by Mania.

"YOONGI!" He yelled, sprinting after him. "STOP!"

He stopped when someone jumped in his way. He glared at the guy. He didn't have time to fight, he needed to get Yoongi quickly before anything happens to him.

So he ran past the guy, brushing shoulders with him.

And suddenly he felt an agonizing pain on his arm. He screamed out loud in pain, turning around. There it was, his left arm crumbling away.

"Hyun, ability crumbling things with the touch of his fingertips." He remembered Adora saying before.

A forcefield formed around Jungkook, his vision blurred before turning black. Losing strength around his body, he fell. Wheein quickly caught him in his arms.

"Jungkook!" Jimin shrieked at the sight of the male. He ran after him, followed by the others. Taehyung helping Hoseok keep up with the others.

Wheein used her ability to heal Jungkook's arm, but there was nothing she could do to bring his arm back.

"Will he be okay?" Namjoon asked.

"Well, he's not bleeding," Wheein said. "But his arm... is gone."

"Where's Yoongi?" asked Hoseok. "Did they-"

"I'm sorry," Jungkook apologized, he was barely conscious. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Adora said, trying to be positive. But it sounded more like she was convincing herself that. And it wasn't working. "I'm sure everything will be fine."

"Are they gonna kill him?" Taehyung asked.

"I don't know," Adora shrugged. "We gotta- we gotta take care of Jungkook first. Then we'll work on finding Yoongi."

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"You're smoking?" Yoongi glared at the man sitting on the outdoor steps with a cigar in hand. "The doctor told you not to smoke, yet here you are!"

"What's the point?" his dad asked, his eyes watching the cars as they passed by. "I'm gonna die anyway."

"You're smoking is shortening the already short time you have left," Yoongi answered. "You seriously don't care?"

"You got your siblings here," his dad shrugged. "Isn't that good enough?"

"NO!" Yoongi bursted. "You're the only parent we have left! You don't care? FINE! I don't know why I even try stopping you? Go ahead and die, I don't care!"

Yoongi opened his eyes. He groaned, tilting his head from side to side and stretching his arms and legs. He glared at the two guards outside the cell. He kicked the steel bars, getting their attentions.

"Behave," one of them said. "And this won't be painful."

"What?" Yoongi asked. "You're gonna kill me for my powers."

"Actually," he heard a voice. "We've got a new method to take those powers of yours."

The owner of the voice stepped in front of Yoongi.

"Who're you?" Yoongi inquired.

"Me?" the man asked. "My name is Siren. And you're Yoongi."

"What're you gonna do to me?"

"You haven't activated your sage's power yet," Siren said. "We could kill you, but I'd rather try the non-killing method. With the help of a machine, it could suck the sage's power right out of your body."

"You won't get away with this," Yoongi spat in his face.

He let out a disgusted sound, wiping his face. "And you're making this extremely difficult."

Siren soon left the dungeon, leaving Yoongi with the two guards outside of his cell. All that was left to do, was pray for the others to find him soon.

Author note:
Ahahahahaha