Blue Eyed Boy. (j.jk x k.th)

Twenty Three: Echoed Screams

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TW: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE, GORE, AND TORTURE. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. 

"Yoongi, status."

The sniper let out a warm breath that came out as mist in front of his face. It was five in the morning and the dark sky had turned from black to a mid blue in the dawn. Yoongi was played flat on his stomach in a camouflage hunting outfit in the tree line on the side of an old concrete road. The trees were tall and thick, and the long grass around him was frosted over. Winter was approaching fast. Reaching up, he touched the earpiece through his brown and green hood.

"Quiet here. Nothing yet. What's the time?" He spoke in a low, quiet voice, holding his rifle steadily, glancing from time to time through the scope down the silent road.

"5:20. Any time now." Jimin spoke in his ear, and Yoongi inhaled lightly. They had one shot at this. 

"There's a deer!" Hoseok exclaimed in a whisper through the ear piece, and Yoongi rolled his eyes. Hoseok and Taehyung were positioned a little further down the road.

"Wait," Yoongi said sharply into his earpiece, eyes narrowing. A quite humming of a car engine in the distance. "They're here. In positions."

Peering through his scope, he spotted them coming around the curve about half a kilometre away. 

"Jimin." Yoongi said flatly, heartbeat quickening in his throat. 

"What?" Jimin demanded immediately, voice taught with worry.

"Their window is closed."

"What-?!" Jimin began, and then there was a crackling, and then Namjoon came over the line. "Do you have a silencer?"

"Yes," Yoongi responded immediately. "Joon, what do you need."

"Get your gun ready, not the dart gun."

Immediately Yoongi flicked on the safety and slid his dart gun under the leaves, before sliding his regular rifle off his back and grabbing his clip from his belt at expert speeds. Finally grabbing the silencer, he clipped it onto the gun, watching as the car became visible to the naked eye.

"Joon," He hissed, "There isn't enough time-"

"Taehyung, go tap on their window."

There was a pause on the line.

"What?!" Taehyung exclaimed in a harsh whisper. "They'll radio back-"

"Shut up and listen," Namjoon interrupted in a fast voice. "Tap on the window, and tell them your car broke down. As soon as that window opens, Yoongi make the shot."

"With real bullets? Joon, it'll go through the other window and smash it-"

"Not if you can put it through the first man and sink it in the second man."

"Even if I can do that, I can't ensure the second man will die immediately, ill have to sink it through bone so I can't go through the neck-"

"Yoongi, make it work." Namjoon hissed, making the sniper shut up.

The car was a hundred meters away.

"Fine." Yoongi growled, shaking his head in annoyance before leaning into the scope.

It was a white van, and there were two men in the front seat. Both had visible 'J' tattoos on their necks, and were bobbing their heads to silent music. All that Yoongi could hear were distant birds in the early morning, leaves, and his own slow breaths coming out in puffs of white in the cold air. His fingers were numb.