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Yin Victory

Your POV

When I wake up in the morning, there's a buzz in the house. Looking out of the corridor windows, I see a swarm of journalists ready to sting like wasps. Mum comes from the back and gives me a hug.

"I've tried to make them leave for the past hour. I've told them they aren't getting a statement from you but they just won't budge.", she says.

"If they want a statement, I'll give them a statement.", I release myself from her hug and go to the front door.

I still have bed hair and I haven't changed out of my sleeping gown but I know I look good. After all, a queen looking good in any state, is a queen powerful in any state. I push the large doors open and a gust of cold wind fills the room. The journalists all go silent.

"You guys want a statement?", I quiz.

They all nod.

"Then I'll do you a favour and give you a statement. Do me a favour in return and make sure the Yang's see this.", I offer.

A journalist speaks up, "This is on international live, they're bound to see it."

"Ok then. This tournament which you Yang's have signed up to is no game to warm the relationship between the youth of both families. You've always seen me as an active threat, now be prepared to watch me turn the boards. I'll be taking on a lot more dominative role from now onwards.", I say and then close the doors.

I'm satisfied with myself and Mum's wearing a sly smile that tells me that she is too. I go and give her a hug and then go up to my room to change. When I'm done, I join the rest of the family for breakfast.

Yoongi POV

Me and my whole family are at the dining table and the TV is turned on. I see y/N on the headlines and watch more closely. She's on international live. I watch as she looks as sinister as ever even in her bed hair and pyjamas, a look I could never pull of. I look like a giant teddy bear when I wake up. As she announces her next move, my granddad looks extremely distressed.

"So I see they have a new figure rising within the family.", Granddad mutters as he gives me a death stare, "I'm not sure it was the right choice accepting this tournament."

"Granddad, I swear it was the right choice. I'll be able to get so much information out of her.", I say.

"Oh we'll see. She's a sly one and you haven't made a single move on the board. She'll use you and throw you away.", Grandma states.

I gulp, I'm the one who begged Granddad to agree. I refuse to admit that I have ay feelings for her. But she is a pretty apple on a lovely tree. If I could pick her off and keep her as mine... I come to my senses and frown at my thoughts. What the hell am I thinking about?

"Granddad please, just give me a chance.", I implore.

"I am giving you a chance. Use it well.", he mumbles.

"I will.", I continue with my breakfast in silence.

Granddad leaves and goes to the great chess board. The bishop that represents Y/N on the board is now directly next to me. She must've moved it. Both great chess boards are in sync so when one side moves pieces, it is automatically mirrored on to the other board. I have my own board which I've never used but I think I'll be needing it now to plan a counter attack.

Your POV

Mum and I put on our trademark black capes. I would use Ebony to go to the Yang's mansion but since I'm travelling with Mum, I have to take the SUV. It's a smooth ride and as our vehicle pulls up in front of their mansion, dozens of maids and servants dressed in white are waiting. We get out and they guide us to the meeting room in the Yang's mansion. The king of their side is sat in the middle.

"Welcome.", he greets coldly.

We take our seats and Yoongi comes in to the room in his katana uniform. There's a stark difference with mine and his. Mine is black with red roses whilst his is white with blue daisies. After a short discussion and some tea, the real tournament begins.

"Ready?", I whisper.

"Never been readier.", he grins.

"Go!", the observer shouts.

Pulling out our swords in unison, I tap his chest with the point almost instantly. Now that was easy.

"Stop!", the observer shouts again, "Yin victory!"

Mum looks as proud as ever and his granddad seems like he's about to explode. I brandish my sword and stare at Yoongi. Now what do you think about that?

"Good at fighting too then?", he says.

"Of course. Both physically and mentally.", I smirk.

Yoongi POV

She puts on her cloak and leaves with a swish of her hair. An eerie but beautiful smell fills the air around me. I think you got me Y/N. But that won't stop me from taking you down.