Dancing With The Devil

sympathy for the devil.

Seoul - 13 years ago

"Lee SangJun. Guilty of murder and rape of his wife and children to the 3rd degree. Sentenced to 3 life sentences" Father handed me a gun and positioned it right between the man's eyes. He was tied to a chair in the Fey Warehouse, crying and begging for his life. "Do it. He's a bad guy. Do it!" Father said, crossing his arms, waiting for me to pull the trigger. My hands shook, tears rolling down my eyes. "Minseok, don't! She's only 6. We can train her when she's a little older. The other boys did it when they were 10. Why rush her?" Hyunjin said.

"No, she has to do it!" Father yelled, causing me to flinch. "Remember what happened last time you refused to kill a man? Do you want that to happen again?!" Father yelled, holding his fist to my head. His hand was bigger than my face and the fear of getting hit by Father again overtook me. Adrenaline floods my system. It pumps and beats like it's trying to escape. I feel my heart on the verge of exploding and my eyes wide with fear. I wanted to run. Run far away from here and never look back. But I couldn't. I was trapped. Trapped in a situation that left me powerless.

I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger without hesitation. My arm jolted back from the impact and the criminal's head hung lifeless as blood trickled from his head. Father laughed sadistically and applauded me. Hyunjin looked at his best friend, disappointed. And that was my first kill.

Brothers:
Fey Joonho - 9 years older
Fey Jaehyun - 7 years older
Fey Taemin - 5 years older
Fey Sehun - 4 years older

Present Day - Bangtan Mansion

Hoseok's POV

"Jin hyung what's for dinner?" I asked.

"I'm thinking of making kimchi but I'm gonna have to look it up. I've never made it before" Jin hyung said.

"From what I remember of my mom, she made the best kimchi! So I'll be the judge of yours" said Jungkook, in a bratty voice. "So you're telling me you remember your mom's kimchi? You were only 5. You can't even remember when I tell you to do something 5 minutes ago" Jin hyung said, laughing. Next thing you know, Jungkook lunged at Jin hyung and tackled him on the couch, acting like children.

"Hoseok, can you go get me some ice for my neck? It hurts" I rolled my eyes at him for complaining for the hundredth time and went to retrieve some ice. I entered the kitchen and saw Namjoon coming up from the basement. "Namjoon-ah," I said, catching his attention. "Is she awake?" I asked.

"Yeah, she is. I hit her a few times. Can you do me a favor? See if you can hack the cameras outside her mansion and her phone calls. I wanna see if anyone noticed her absence. Also, send a text message to the roommate that she's gonna be out for a while" I nodded at this command. Since I wasn't the best fighter, my contribution to the team was hacking. I could get into any database anywhere in the world. All it takes is a little patience and a cup of coffee. I returned to the living room and threw the bag of ice at Yoongi hyung and went to the basement to retrieve her phone.

She was restrained to a chair. A few bruises had developed on her face. I quietly went over to her bag laying on a table nearby and grabbed her phone. "Hey," she said suddenly. I looked over, scared. "You think you can redo the ropes on my hands? They're too tight and it's hurting me" she said, pouting. "Please. I can barely feel my hands"

I knew I shouldn't go in the cage because she could beat me up very easily but with her puppy dog eyes, I couldn't resist. Her face was one of utmost confidence, whatever game this girl played, she wasn't accustomed to losing and every game I've ever played, I lost. I opened the gate to the fenced area she was in and began to undo her ties. Her hands were manicured to perfection and her wrists were raw from the friction of the ropes. I winced in pain for her.