The Shadow's Oracle// A BTS Fanfiction

Chapter 1

It was dark and musty. The warehouse had been abandoned for some time now, judging by the cobwebs scattered around the corners of the building and dust that piled high, at least an inch thick. The only noise within the whole building was the staggered breathing of the four humans who had just ran into it.

Each looked around the building, hoping to see anything that would give them a sense of where the thing they had been chasing had fled to. Their eyes met nothing but walls of crates that had long been forgotten, along with the walls that surrounded them, encasing them in the building.

"They came in here, I know it!" One of the four voiced, his tone hushed but stern. He was the shorter of the two men amongst the group but the way he commanded the other three and held his ground gave no mistake that he was in fact the oldest and the most experienced, His platinum blonde hair was short but still long enough to get in the way of his sight. His dark brown eyes scanned the room, the remnants of a painful experience resided on the right side of his face, stretching from just above his eyebrow, though his eye, and down his cheek.

"Yoongi, we lost sight of them. They could be anywhere right now." The other male responded, adjusting the sleeves of his jacket further up his arms, his eyes still roaming the area not trusting where they were. He flicked his head to the side, trying to move his black hair from his face. His hair reached the bottom of his ears, his brown doe eyes would make others think of him like a child, but those doe eyes held too much for a child to bear.

"I mean, they couldn't have gotten far," The brunette next to Yoongi chimed in, a smirk settled on her lips, "Don't tell me you are ready to throw in the towel already, Jungkook."

"You know that's not what I meant." Jungkook warned, his eyes darting to the woman.

"Enough," Yoongi glared between the two, "We need to cover ground and fast before they find an exit out of here."

"He has a point," The last of them whispered, pushing her short blonde hair out of her face, "You two can bicker when we are home and when we're not in immediate danger."

"Jungkook, take the far end and see if there are any rooms located along the wall. I'll take the left section of crates and see if they are hidden within them. Lexi, you and your goddamn mouth can take the right half of the crates. Kate, take the other wall and follow the same instructions as Jungkook," He sighed, then looked between them all, "If you run into trouble, yell."

They followed as instructed, splitting from one another.

Jungkook walked the wall until he found a door. He straightened his posture and rolled his head to the side out of habit, emitting a small crack from the movement. He prepared himself for what might be inside, placing one hand on the weapon in his pocket. Reaching for the handle, he opened the door with the twist of his wrist.

The room was small, and he came to the conclusion that it must have been the office of an official, since the only thing that graced the room was a desk and a few filing cabinets. After he surveyed the room, he backed out and closed the door. If they had hid there, he would have noticed.

He continued along the wall before finding yet another door but this one was obvious what it was with the little human figures posted on the door. He pushed the door open and walked in, being cautious of not being blindsided by an attack as he rounded the corner of the dark restroom.

The room, much like the rest of the building, hadn't seen much human interaction in years. The mirrors above the sinks were foggy with dirt and smudges. Staring at the mirror for a quick second, he couldn't even make himself out within. He inched forward, eyeing the stalls as he did. He looked beneath them, checking to see if any held a pair of feet. To his dismay, there were none. They may be monsters, but they were very much human at one point.