"You're telling me that I'm trying to hunt down my own daughter?" Hana exclaims, taking a few steps backwards from all of us. "No way. There's no way I'm her mother."
Sighing, I stand back up. "You are her mother, Hana."
Hana shakes her head, fearfully staring at the 5 year old and continuing to back away from her and from us all.
Talia furrows her eyebrows and looks up at me. "Didn't you say my mother died?"
I nod, taking a sharp intake of air when thinking of how she died, and who killed her. "She did die, five years ago. But now? Apparently that was a lie."
"So she's...alive again?" Her little voice squeaks. "How does that even work?"
Namjoon groans lightly, placing his hands on his hips. "Don't you realise what this means?" He says to us all, indicating with his hand to Hana."She killed Jin, tried to kill Nari, blew up our houses, killed her father and Jungkook's mother and now wants to kill a 5 year old."
Hana's eyes widen at the list of the things she's done. "How many people have I killed exactly?"
Yoongi tilts his head. "As far as we know, you've killed three. But considering how long you've been a black widow the list is bound to be much, much longer."
Hana blinks in confusion, her gaze fixing to the ground.
Yoongi then narrows his eyes. "You don't remember anything you've done, do you?"
Rubbing the back of her neck, she shakes her head. "I don't remember anything except what you've already told me."
Irene now steps forwards towards Hana, watching her movements. She places her hand firmly onto Hana's cheek. "I know you're in there, Hana." Irene says quietly. "We're going to figure out how to get you back, I promise."
"It's a good thing you brought the weapon down here with you Irene." Nari then speaks up with a little grin on her lips. "All we have to do now is use it on Hana. When the widow is out of her completely then maybe she'll start to remember us."
Nodding in approval, I take the rucksack from Irene and open it. I examine the weapon inside before slowly revealing it, dropping the now empty rucksack onto the ground.
Then, I turn to face Hana. "Okay, a warning: this may hurt. Like a lot. But don't worry, it'll all be worth it in the end."
However she's not looking at me. She's looking at the weapon in my hand. She burns her eyes into it. My confusion is all answered when her eyes flicker from brown to red. Then, the veins inside her body slowly begin to turn to the shade of black.
Oh crap.
Ever so slightly, the now black widow raises a smirk. "So that's what your plan was."
Taehyung pulls Talia towards him to stand behind him, away from the widow's grasp. He stands in front of her, then glaring at the pair of red eyes.
Sighing in amusement, the widow lunges its hands at the weapon and snatches it from my hands before I can even respond.
With a flick of its finger it send all of us to the ground, holding us back with its force. The widow chuckles, averting its gaze to the Mourn of Faith.
"What a pathetic plan." It scoffs. Then, its hands start to glow a bright red. They burn through the weapon, making it burst into flames and crumble before our eyes.
"No!" Yoongi lashes his hand out but immediately throws it back, under the widow's influence.
After the weapon is completely burnt, the widow let's out an annoying laugh before its eyes flicker back to brown, and veins turn to it's normal colour.

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Forbidden Child - JJK (Sequel) ✔︎
Fanfiction"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you! I had the same dream again, Aunt Nari. But it was a little different this time." Irene and Nari both lean forward in their seats, intrigued in Talia's words. "What do you mean different, what changed?" Nari question...