BTS ~ 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯 || Seven Deadly Sins || Mafia AU

twenty eight.

Minji's pov.

By the time everybody was rounded up and bought to the great hall, it was pitch-dark. Namjoon began his speech when the room was quiet. The soldiers knew what was going on, as word spread quickly, but the plan nor the details had been explained.

"Okay, I'm sure you know why you're here. We have a week. Every morning, wake up call will be six. I expect to see you all training by seven. I don't care what you're doing, as long as you're making yourselves useful. We are meeting in the Seok's building. Train with pistols and handheld weapons mainly. Hand combat will also be exceptionally useful. Those of you who are trained snipers, continue the training. You will also be useful.

"We need everybody to be cooperative. We are down two members, so your understanding is a top priority. Dinner will be served in your quarters, as per usual. You must not come to either Yoongi or I without a proper reasoning. I will not be wasting my time dealing with young adult problems. If there is a fight or issue between two of you, work it out yourselves. I'm sick of shooting people without reasoning.

"As for a plan, we don't have an abundance of knowledge about this building. Information about our strategy will hopefully be shared over the next few days. I cannot guarantee that we will even have a plan going into this, but we need to be as prepared as possible. I cannot stress this enough.

"Now, not all of you will survive this. I'm sure you understand that. We may emerge with near the same amount in numbers as we have when we go in. We may emerge with only a few of you left standing. But we are emerging victors. Our main goals are to get our Consigliere and our Hacker back, and to overthrow the Seoks. Keep your mind on the goal."

I didn't know how to react to anything that was being said. As Namjoon continued to talk, I let my thoughts wander. I knew that the war was to come; that had been obvious from the very beginning, but I had agreed to fight amongst the Bangtans. I didn't know what to do. I had killed Deok-Su for this, yet I didn't want to do it at all. I could quite simply not fight, but then I would be seen as pathetic. I could even lose my status in the industry. If I fought alongside the Bangtans, I would be a traitor to my family, but I already was, considering my actions. If I fought amongst the Seoks, I would ultimately be doing the 'right thing'... but I would be seen as a liar and a traitor to them, and I would prove that Sungho had been right. I would be proving that the soldiers had every right not to trust me. But more importantly, I would've killed my best friend for nothing. I knew that Deok-Su would've been sniped off if I hadn't killed him anyway, and that sharing his last moments with me rather than on his own was beneficial for him, even if he didn't know it. But I had still killed him. And that was the reason I tuned into Namjoon's lecture once again, realizing that this wasn't a choice anymore; it was what was happening and no matter how much I hated it, it would stay this way.

"I want to see you working harder than ever before. You are all loyal, you are all trustworthy. I hope I can continue to have this trust in you. There is everything on the line here: your lives, the lives of Jin and Jungkook, our business. However, how you all decide to act this week will determine your future. Keep that in mind. On that note I shall let everybody leave, although, I do expect to look out of my office window in twenty minutes time and see you all working and training. I will be keeping an eye out, watching each of you closely. Yes, there are many of you, but I know you all better than you think I do. Before you exit, are any of you good with computers?"

A few hands were raised.

"Good. You stay here. I need you to work for me a little more personally. The rest of you are excused."

The hall broke out into loud whispers as each soldier began to shuffle out the door. I felt a pair of eyes on me, and I looked up, noticing Taehyung staring in my direction. He turned his head away, attempting to act like he hadn't been looking, but I knew why he had been. I had unconsciously opened up to him far more than I had liked the night of Deok-Su's murder, and Taehyung knew how much I really was hurting. I assumed he knew I was torn at that moment in time. I sighed as I began to comprehend what was happening. I worried for Jungkook and Jin's health, knowing the measures that Jae-Hwa and our soldiers went to for torture. I knew they wouldn't be getting away with what I got away with. Jae-Hwa truly thought that they had killed Deok-Su. I didn't know how I was to tell him that it was me.

Jungkook's pov.

I awoke in a dark room. I looked around, taking in my surroundings. I saw Jin still knocked out in the chair opposite mine, tied up around the ankles, wrists and torso. I soon realized I was the same. My head was reeling, and vague images of what had occurred came to me in waves. I remembered being out with Jin. We were outside, somewhere, I couldn't remember the exact details. I remembered there being shouting, and a white rag being held up to my mouth. I struggled for minutes, but the cloth was drenched in what I assumed was chloroform. And there we were.

"Jin," I whispered as loudly as I could. "Jin!"

He stirred, but he did not wake.

I tried to loosen the ropes that were tightly attached to my body, but with no avail. I clenched my eyes shut as a strong pounding overcame my head. I tried to shake it off, making a second attempt to escape from the ties that bound me to the chair, but I stopped dead in my tracks as I heard the noise of approaching footsteps coming from behind the closed door in front of me. I shut my eyes again, pretending that I hadn't woken up yet. I heard the door open, followed by the sound of two sets of footsteps coming into the room. I let out a silent prayer in hopes that my guesses of who we were being held captive by were untrue.

"Put them there," I heard a deep voice saying from the opposite side of the room. I heard the rustling of packages - and a voice I wasn't expecting to hear.

"It's been over an hour, shouldn't they be awake already?"

I couldn't help my eyes from opening.

I was afraid my assumptions were true.

But not all to my understanding.

Because in front of me stood Lee Jae-Hwa, the Seok's Underboss.
Standing next to Kang Taehyun.
And they were both staring straight at me.