To The Void [kth X reader]

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It was a little past afternoon.

They had eventually decided they are done looking for trouble. Now they'll be the trouble. Right in Gantis's territory, they'll bring him to them. They are done being blending with the crowd. Taehyung had helped Y/n enchant their costumes to look better and more compelling, stronger.

Six people, cladded in all black, make up making them look like angels and devils alike. Even though their masks covered their lower face, the eyes did all the work.

'Do we look dominant with the mask?' They had asked.

'Your eyes tell.' Jungkook had stated, beautifully blending the makeup around their lens-ed eyes.

Their strut was powerful and focused. Led by their youngest whose jaw was set tight, followed on the side by Yoongi and Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung walking behind them with Y/n right behind Jungkook.

His back up.

The six moved through the crowds of the city, intimidating anyone who looked at them. They were in the enemy territory, and the enemy didn't even know they arrived. Their actions screamed 'start counting your days, Gantis.' The Virago Clan is waiting for them near the falls where this game started, to fight and end things at Mortem.

Finally reaching the center of the city, they stopped. It was obvious to them that they had succeeded with their first task.

They got the crowd and the attention.

And when you attract attention, people talk.

The ones with power try to remove their competition.

And if the rumour spreads right, Jin will definitely hear of them as well.

"My name is Justin." Jungkook came forward, addressing the crowd. "This is my family." His eyes scanning the crowd for any discrepancy. The warm golden lenses a drastic contrast to his sharp and cold voice.

"My father, RM . . . " He gestured at Namjoon who nodded his head, his blue dragon eyes emitting fire. "The three boys are my brothers, V, Suga and J-Hope."

The addressed boys raised their hands. Not in a friendly way though, it was more like a domineering stamp that that's my name bitches, bow down.

Taehyung wore green lenses, making him look like a snake lurking in the dark, ready to attack, unnoticed.

Hoseok had red, like fire, a pure reflection of his soul and determination.

Yoongi had jet black, cold and empty, like a void, an ocean of darkness once entered, there is no coming out.

"And lastly, my wife . . . " Jungkook's pose wavered for a second before regaining the cold aura. "Minnie."

Y/n raised her eyes to the crowd, the silver irises holding nothing but ice and a crazed shine. A shine that spoke loads about her resolution to kill without second thoughts.

Men gulped and women stepped back as Y/n moved forward, the cape of her jacket following her like the eyes of hundreds she caught. Her long leathered legs fluidly moving to her 'husband', the boots crushing any stone that lay between, her high pony tail was like icicles dangling in a frozen cave, disturb them and they'll impale you right after.

If the boys didn't know her, they would probably take her to be a psychopathic killer.

"We are here with trade purposes. Our family tradition is to feed people." She declared. What she said probably made people think feed food or tortures because their 'tradition' and 'appearance' was so not edible.