ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ (ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ)

Prologue

TW; Blood (Not much)

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you now." 

The boy's dark hazel eyes bore into the captive. The one light illuminating the room flickered out, only leaving moonlight, filtering in from a single window, as the man opened his mouth.

"Why should I pay you filthy animals money?" The older man spat out, looking in his captors fierce eyes, his own widening as he realized all traces of humanity were gone in seconds. The handsome kidnapper gave him an eerie smile, his sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight. 

Realizing his mistake, the bound man made one final attempt,

"W-we can t-talk this out right?" The captive struggled against his bonds desperately trying to free himself. The shadow of the male came closer, he lifted the chin of his captive.

"You think animals talk it out?" His soft voice cut the air like a knife, he looked him in the eyes. The captive was left speechless, chills ran down his spine as he watched the other reach into his pocket.

The boy before him flicked out a pocket knife, a maniacal grin creeping onto his sculpted face.

"Well I guess I'll have to show you how we talk it out then, Sehun." 

~

"Mingi, can you come help me with the trash?" The boy called someone on his phone, standing over the body. He nudged the bloody mess on the floor, face wrinkling in disgust. The feedback from his phone echoed off the metal walls.

The white haired male paced around, and after a few minutes a knock was heard on the door. A tall brunette walked through, ducking under the doorframe.

"You called?" The boy nods and points a finger at the mutilated, bloody body, his voice now like honey spoke the words,

"This needs to be disposed of, I want this room clean by tomorrow. Tell Hwa." The taller immediately nodded, two shadows became one as the murderer left the eerie room. His foot steps echoed as he made his way outside.

The brunette pushed his earpiece in and softly called out,

"Seonghwa, we have another gift we need to give to our neighbors," They were located in the forest, feeding the local ecosystem with the criminals. Compost, as one of their allies called it.

Mingi picked up the hose and stood up, starting to clean up the blood. All of it swirled down the drain, like watercolors the color lightened as he continued to hose down the dark chamber. The chamber returned to its normal state, all traces of a murder occurring vanished, like it never happened.

A hybrid with sharp angular features walks in, his expensive shoes clicking loudly, the sound resonating down the hallway. His ears flicked around, brown and fluffy as he inspected the room.

"I'll dispose of the corpse," The man says and dips his head a bit, acknowledging that Mingi had done well, dragging the suspicious bag away with him.

~

"Boss, it's done," Seonghwa walks into the office the harsh lighting making him wince, announcing his presence. The room was packed full of tall black bookshelves on every wall.

"Good," The familiar white haired male responds, his eyes like glass shards; watching Seonghwa like an owl, comfortably seated in a chair behind his desk. His desk was overwhelmed by papers and folders, his keyboard not even visible under the mess. 

Seonghwa's deer ears twitched a bit, drawing attention to themselves. The man stayed still, not wanting to upset his leader.

It didn't go unnoticed as his boss stood up slowly walking around his cluttered desk to stand in front of him. The grey haired male gulped, looking down at the floor, taking a new interest to the black carpeting on the floor. 

"Good job as usual Hwa" He gave the mentioned boy's ears a pat and walked out of his cozy office, leaving the boy in shock.

Seonghwa quickly regained his composure, bowing to his leader before hurrying down one of the halls into the labyrinth they called home.