"Y/N we tracked the group who killed out parents," Jungkook said as he stopped typing from his computer, Namjoon standing next to him.
"Name. Branch. League," I say.
"He goes by GDRAGON. He is skilled swords man, and shooter, can use any gun that someone gives him. He is in the Gang Bigbang," Joon says reading Jungkook's screen.
"Okay. What about Location?" I ask.
"Um Jeju Island," Junkook says typing away, "oh get this he's the leader," he says spinning his chair to face me, "and it looks like we're goin to a party. Hes hosting a party this weekend. It would be our chance to sneak in. I'll hack their guest list,"
"Perfect," I say cracking my fingers, "We leave once everything is put into the car, and everyone is showered and dressed. Y'all stink," I say walking out. I hear a shuttle Hey behind me.
I got to my room putting on a dress one of my aunts got me. Its flexible, I can breath, it has little things to hold my weapons, and its black. Oh and it has a dragon on it. The irony.
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I go downstairs bare foot, heading to the weapons room to see were I can hide my throwing knives and stars in my dress.
"Hey Y/N," Jimin said glancing at some of the weapons, "I wish I was as skilled as you,"
"Your pretty good with the throwing bombs, and gas bombs. And your one of the only people I know who goes for the kill shot," I say grabbing some of the knives, and extra gear, "and your pretty talented with a sword,"
"No not what I mean," He picks up a pastel blue colored knife, "I wish I was better skilled with guns, and knives,"
''Maybe after the mission I can train you,'' I say loading my guns, and hiding the knives, ''well of course after a little break, and relaxation,''
''Sounds good. Are you ready?'' He says scanning my outfit, ''Y/Nie that dress is to revealing,''
''No it's not,'' I say looking down, ''What's wrong with it?''
''It rides up your thighs too much, and it looks skin tight,'' Jimin responds.
''You don't have to my protective younger brother. I have three older over protective brothers,''
''True, but I don't want anything to happen. Not in death defying way, but you know,'' He stutters, I punch him in the arm he stumbles back, tripping on his foot, his grey hair bouncing as he falls.
''No, no, no,'' I say picking him back up, ''Go get changed your not wearing that, it's more of a formal party,''
''It's formal but very colorful,'' He smiles, his face goes all squishy.
''Just go put on a black suit,'' I say looking at his autumn colored, patterned suit. He rolls his eyes.
''Fine!'' He sighs walking away with some guns, and gas bombs. I finish grabbing all my stuff heading to the living room holding my shoes.
