Musen 11 ✔

Chapter Six:

"Step out of the car," the taller, buffer man shouted from outside, aiming his gun at the drivers side of the SUV. Dong-in's hand slowly went up in surrender while Sonya shuddered a breath behind him.

Yoongi moved to open his door.

"Yoongi, don't move," Dong-in spoke carefully, eyes still trained on the gun wielding man.

"I'm not letting you go alone," Yoongi shook his head.

"I'm not letting you go at all. I know its easy to forget but you're just a high school kid, you're not invisible. And he's holding a gun. I'll go instead," Dong-in then shouted to the man, "I'm opening the door now, don't shoot."

He slowly pulled open the door, pistol tucked in the back of his pants as he strode towards the group of four. The blonde haired girl whispered something to the man holding the gun.

"Not just you. All of you, out now!"

Yoongi slipped a sheathed hand knife in the pocket of his jacket and they slowly made their way over to the looters. They were a good three or four feet away but the group of ten refused to go any closer as Yoongi had asked them to linger close to the car before they went down. He subtly pushed Hoseok behind him, watching as Seokjin did the same to Taehyung, Cha Won to Sonya and Jimin to Jungkook. They'd all gotten a little closer over the course of four days although Sonya was closest to Dong-in.

"Who's the one sleeping in the front?" A bald man different from the first asked.

They glanced at Minho with his bloody nose and lips and dried face.

"He's sick, Sir," Cha Won informed the man.

"I don't care if he's dead! Bring him out,"

Yoongi rolled his eyes at the wannabe imposing man. He was only a follower to the first guy with the gun and he knew it. He walked into the car, accompanied by Seokjin and helped Minho to his feet. The younger boy groaned but he was barely able to keep his eyes open and exercise even the littlest breathing. He looked awful and exhausted. They helped him to their position before.

"You!" The bald man pointed at Sonya, "Come here!"

Meekly, the eighteen year old girl approached him, hands and knees shaking. He looked her up and down and pulled him to his side, proceeding to rubbed his hands all over her body as he licked his lips crudely. Tears brimmed Sonya's eyes.

"You fucking sicko! Get your hands off her!" Dong-in took a few steps forward, along with Yoongi and Namjoon.

"Shut up and stay back!" The man pressed his gun to the side of her head, baring his teeth. "Or else the pretty lady dies,"

All three of them paused and watched as the tears streamed freely down Sonya's face. It took everything in everyone not to knock that annoying smirk off the pervert's face. Sonya was not meant to be touched like that. They were supposed to be protecting her.

The man's hand slowly reached down to the middle of her legs, cupping the v curve. He touched something squishy and brought his hand up to his face in confusion. A bit of red stained it.

"What's this?" He asked Sonya.

For a second, the corner of her lips tilted upward. "Blood,"

"You little shit! You're disgusting!" He said and then pushed her with all his might toward Dong-in who caught the stumbling girl and narrowed his eyes at the man.

She's disgusting? How ironic.

Dong-in with his hands wrapped protectively around Sonya, finally directed his gaze to the first man and asked. "How may we help you kind gentlemen?" He spat.

The man rolled his eyes. "Cut the crap. What's in the car and where are you headed?"

Dong-in eyed the man up and down. "Up North," he lied. "And there's nothing in there, just spare tires and parts,"

The man raised his brows and spoke to the bald man who was still looking at his hand in disgust. Like damn, it's just blood chill out, Yoongi thought. "Sujin, go check the car,"

Like a mindless pawn, Sujin followed the man's instructions, checking every part of the car until he got to the trunk. He made a loud holler with his mouth. Pretty dumb if you think about it.

"It ain't no spare parts and tires. There's loads back here! Shit that could last us for weeks!" Sujin shouted with a satisfied laugh.

The first man's eyes narrowed. "Round them up," he said. Then he spat on Dong-in's shoes, "That's what you get for lying to me,"

All of a sudden, Minho fell to the floor from Yoongi and Seokjin's grasp, his body shaking violently on the ground. Popping every passing second all over him were pencil sized holes where slimy, unbelievably tiny maggot-like creatures crawled in and out of. Minho was still shaking when they heard a loud sizzle and saw his eyes literally melting into a puddle of goo in front of them. He let out a shrill scream and begged for it to stop. Everyone stepped back a little while Cha Won, mouth open in shock, watched three or four of these things gather in both sockets and two make their way into both ears.

Minho stopped shaking.

"You're carrying an infected?!" The blonde woman screamed in horror, eyes fixated on Minho's lifeless body.

Less than thirty seconds later, Namjoon counted, disgusting black blood began to ooze out of all the holes, leaving a puddle on the floor as Minho slowly began to make his way up, the same black ooze spilling out of his mouth with his teeth grinding and snapping together. His limbs were bent at odd ends but he didn't seem to mind as he made his way over to the first thing in sight: the blonde woman.

She screamed in terror as what was once Minho tackled her to the floor, black stained teeth sinking deep into her flesh in a matter of seconds. Her bald friend, panicked it seemed, pulled the trigger multiple times, aiming at Minho but missing each time.

There was no silencer.

Minho was upon him in a second.

"Get to the car!" Dong-in ordered the group who had already began scrambling on command.

"Don't move!" The first looter said, pointing his gun at Dong-in and then all of them simultaneously.

They all froze while Minho devoured the bald man at the back ground. Hoseok's eyes landed on something at his side: a can. While the man was focused on Dong-in, he swiftly picked up the empty can and threw it with all his might at the man's direction. Minho's head snapped up swiftly and he tackled the man in milliseconds. They all hastily made their way over to the SUV scrambling inside.

"Guys, what about Minho?!" Cha Won asked in a shaky breath. "He's our friend, we can't just leave him!"

Dong-in rolled in reverse and stepped on the gas, jaw clenched and eyes dark. They could hear the sound of more Hosts behind them and the screams of the people they left behind. It was their fault for opening fire and making so much noise anyway.

"Minho's gone, Cha Won. I'm sorry," Yoongi spoke, looking away from the carnage behind them.

"So we leave him just like that? We don't even try? He was our friend and we abandoned just like that! Would you all do the same to me?"

"Listen to yourself, Cha Won!" Sonya snapped. "What can we do, kiss the virus out of him?! He's gone, he's a Host now and there's nothing we can do. We're just a bunch of school kids, this thing has no known antidote!" Sonya sighed and reached over to caress Cha Won's face in her hands before she pulled him in for a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry we couldn't save him,"

Cha Won sobbed into Sonya's arms. "Minho." He whispered. "I'm sorry,"

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okay, first death of the book ! more to come. let's get it ! i know this death didn't hurt you guys because you haven't really gotten to know Minho. i can't say the same about he rest to come. i'm enjoying writing this so much. from chapter two to seven been prewritten in one day and i'll probably write more yay !! x KJ.