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xlviii - closure

Author's Note/ hey guys! sorry if it took almost a week for me to update again cause i had trouble in deciding about the ending. which is two chapters to go! yes, you read that right. two chapters left and this story will end. wahhh

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𝙹 𝚄 𝙽 𝙶 𝙺 𝙾 𝙾 𝙺

THE HOSPITAL WALLS ARE NO BETTER THAN THE OMINOUS ONES THAT I SEE EITHER IN DREAMS OR REALITY, after we manage to pass through endless bullets shooting from different directions and destroy interceding Forces along the way as much as possible. Even if (Y/N) let go of my hand, it doesn't hinder me from being distracted by the panels sliding open with a hiss on either side. The hallway has at least twelve cells containing captives that are barging out, wearing gowns patients usually wear, however their stances and the way they stare at us say otherwise.

As if on cue, the six of us stand on one another's backs, facing the enemies as our glowing eyes of different color glare back at their gleaming ones.

"We can't kill them!" I say anxiously. They're still human despite the experiments done to them, that I have this sinking feeling of merely avoiding them instead but another part of me doesn't want to.

"We've got no choice." Yoongi's eyes bore into mine, his blank face averting after the rest of us eye them defiantly. "Sorry, kid. Not time to be so merciful."

I look back at him in shock, glancing at the others—most of them having the same expression like me. My brows furrow, anger welling up inside of me at the absurd thought. "We're not murderers!"

"If you want to survive, quit slacking around and remember everyone else here wants you dead." He averts from me. "You keep on acting like that cause you still haven't become one."

"I already have." I look away from him when he glances back at me.

"Can't we just escape and trap them over, hyung?" Taehyung says nervously. "He has a point—"

My stomach clenches at the sight of the captives' faces streaking of glinting lines, then I hear (Y/N) yelling through the deafening chorus of gunshots filling the hallway as I duck from searing jets of light coming to my direction. Everything around me looks like a swirl of chaotic cacophonies, my eyes desperately searching for (Y/N), but all I can make out are morphing figures that I keep on avoiding.

I seethe in pain, seeing a fresh wound sizzling up my thigh causing the jeans to be torn out, barely dodging a striking fist of a woman's stone cold face staring back at me—my suppression weakens when I see her undermining eyes, reminding me of that woman chasing me in my dreams. I grunt upon stumbling backwards, grabbing hold of my stomach after she kicks it before I could process anything. Rolling to the side as her fists collides against the floor, I elbow her side and bring a punch on her jaw. She drops on her stomach on the ground.

"BEHIND YOU!"

I duck, swinging myself around to send a blow against another one to his solar plexus, before stepping to the side, a streak of red light shooting past my nose. The male's body crashes against the wall, sending cracks all over before he slumps on the floor unconscious. My eyes lift up to meet with Taehyung's glowing ones. "Thank you," I tell him.

He nods shortly, the two of us gazing towards Namjoon relentlessly disarming two captives at the same time, Yoongi setting three on fire of which are circling around him, Yugyeom exploding the water circuit to keep the ones trapped at the other side of the hallway, and (Y/N) battling the rest. Beyond them, I can make out a stairway leading to the next floor.