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Present Day: The City That Never Sleeps

From the foggy streets of Victorian London to the neon-lit skyline of New York City. A crack of thunder rumbles across the metropolis, rain streaking down the towering glass buildings. Beneath the surface lies a world of shadows, where the line between predator and prey blurs. Y/N stands on the edge of a high-rise rooftop, her leather coat snapping in the wind. The city stretches out before her, bright and chaotic, a stark contrast to the silent, fog-drenched streets of her old life. Over a century has passed, but her resolve remains unbroken. Time has not healed her wounds; it has only sharpened them. Each year since her turning has been marked by the same relentless pursuit: Dominic Laurent. She’s tracked him through the shifting tides of history, through wars, revolutions, and the rise of modern civilization. And now, after decades of hunting, she’s closer than ever. His influence seeps into every corner of the city, hidden beneath layers of wealth, fear, and corruption. Y/N’s crimson eyes narrow. For months, she’s observed Dominic’s empire from afar. She’s also seen the eight men pursuing him—a team of detectives drawn together by the trail of blood and destruction Dominic leaves behind. Though she works alone, she knows their paths will cross sooner or later. A crack of lightning splits the sky, illuminating the streets below. She adjusts the collar of her coat and steps off the rooftop, landing silently in the alley below. The sharp scent of blood fills her senses, drawing her attention. Her ears pick up the distant sounds of a fight. Without hesitation, she follows the sounds to a narrow side street, dimly lit by a flickering streetlamp. The rain slicks the pavement, reflecting the red and blue of distant sirens. Y/N steps into the shadows just in time to witness the chaos unfolding. Dominic’s enforcers—a group of burly men clad in dark suits—are engaged in a brutal fight with the detectives she’s been watching. Bang Chan, their leader, stands firm despite a gash on his forehead. Felix and Hyunjin work together to subdue one attacker, while Seungmin pulls a struggling informant away from the chaos. The fight is brutal, but Dominic’s men are relentless. Y/N steps forward, her presence commanding. With inhuman speed and strength, she takes down the enforcers, leaving the detectives stunned. As the last enemy falls, she turns to them, her crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dark. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with,” she says, her voice low and menacing. “But if you want to survive, you’ll stay out of my way.” The detectives exchange glances, torn between suspicion and gratitude. Bang Chan steps forward. “And who are you?” Y/N smirks, her fangs briefly visible in the dim light. “Someone who’s been hunting this monster longer than you’ve been alive.” “Monster?” I.N echoes, his voice tinged with confusion and curiosity. Y/N’s gaze flicks to him, her expression softening slightly. “Dominic Laurent. The man you’re after.” “How do you know him?” Felix asks. Y/N’s smile fades, replaced by a grim seriousness. “Because he’s the reason I am what I am.” The detectives exchange uneasy glances. “And what are you, exactly?” Seungmin asks, his calm voice laced with suspicion. Y/N doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, she steps closer to Chan, her movements slow and deliberate. She locks eyes with him. “I’m the only chance you have of surviving what’s coming.” The silence stretches, heavy with tension. Finally, Chan nods, his sharp eyes never leaving hers. “Then it looks like we’ll need to have a little chat.” Y/N tilts her head, her smirk returning. “Just try to keep up, detective.” Before they can respond, she vanishes into the shadows, leaving behind only the faint echo of her footsteps and the unsettling memory of her glowing eyes. The detectives stand in silence for a moment. “What the hell just happened?” Han mutters. Chan wipes the blood from his forehead, his expression unreadable. “I think we just met someone who knows Dominic better than we do.”

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Chapter Three: The Council Assembles

The next morning was quiet, as I walked through the village with Jin. We reached the clearing where I had first seen Namjoon. Now, it was transformed. A circular platform of stone stood at the center, surrounded by flowing waterfalls that shimmered with a faint glow. Around the platform, figures began to gather. Hoseok and Namjoon stood near the edge, deep in conversation. As Jin and I approached, a group of others emerged from the forest. The first was a man with shimmering mint-teal hair, adorned with small flowers that seemed to grow naturally from his locks. His sharp, feline-like eyes scanned the clearing with a bored expression. “Yoongi,” Jin greeted with a nod. Yoongi glanced at me briefly, his gaze cool and assessing, before turning back to Jin. “This is Y/N. She’s—” “The human,” Yoongi interrupted. “Yeah, I heard.” Before I could respond, another figure stepped forward. His ash-blonde hair glinted in the sunlight, and his mischievous grin was impossible to miss. “Y/N, we meet again,” Taehyung said, bowing slightly. “Again?” Yoongi arched a brow, his smirk growing. “She appeared before Hoseok, but I met her shortly after,” Taehyung explained, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt my cheeks heat under his gaze. “It’s nice to see you too, Tae,” I managed to say, trying to sound composed. More figures arrived, each commanding attention in their own way. Jungkook, was striking with his long raspberry-red hair and quiet intensity. Jimin followed closely behind, his blonde hair streaked with soft hues of pink, purple, and blue. They greeted Hoseok and Namjoon with quiet nods before joining the growing circle. The air shifted suddenly, a new presence making itself known. From the edge of the clearing, a figure emerged. His hair black as night, and his long coat flowed behind him as he strode confidently forward. The tension in the clearing thickened immediately. “Captain Kim Hongjoong,” Namjoon said, his voice steady but guarded. Hongjoong smiled, a flash of sharp white teeth visible beneath his lips. “It’s been far too long, Namjoon. And I see you’ve brought... company.” His gaze landed on me, and I felt as though he could see straight through me. “You’re the human,” Hongjoong said, his tone intrigued. He stepped closer, his movements fluid and almost predatory. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I nodded stiffly, unsure of what to say. Namjoon stepped slightly in front of me, his protective stance clear. “We’re here to discuss the war, Hongjoong. Not to indulge your curiosity.” “Of course,” Hongjoong said smoothly, though his eyes lingered on me a moment longer before shifting to Namjoon. The fairies and mermen tensed visibly at their presence, the divide between them and the vampires palpable. The council was assembled, but it was clear that trust was in short supply. Namjoon raised his trident, its golden surface gleaming. “We are here because the grove demands it. Ragnor’s power grows stronger by the day, and we cannot fight him divided.” His gaze sweeping over the group. “This is our last chance to unite. If we don’t, Ragnor will destroy not just the grove, but everything beyond it.” For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air. Then Hongjoong’s voice cut through it like a knife. “Unity is a noble goal,” he said, his tone laced with amusement. “But let’s not pretend it will come easily. Especially when some of us are barely tolerated.” His words hung in the air, challenging, daring anyone to respond. Hoseok stepped forward. “Arguing won’t get us anywhere,” Hoseok said, his voice calm but firm. “We’re here to find a solution, not to reopen old wounds.” Hongjoong smiled faintly, his gaze flicking to me once more. “Perhaps the human will be the key to that solution.” I felt the weight of everyone’s eyes on me, and for the first time since arriving in the grove, I wondered if I was truly ready for what lay ahead.

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Eternal Hunt

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Present Day: The City That Never Sleeps

From the foggy streets of Victorian London to the neon-lit skyline of New York City. A crack of thunder rumbles across the metropolis, rain streaking down the towering glass buildings. Beneath the surface lies a world of shadows, where the line between predator and prey blurs. Y/N stands on the edge of a high-rise rooftop, her leather coat snapping in the wind. The city stretches out before her, bright and chaotic, a stark contrast to the silent, fog-drenched streets of her old life. Over a century has passed, but her resolve remains unbroken. Time has not healed her wounds; it has only sharpened them. Each year since her turning has been marked by the same relentless pursuit: Dominic Laurent. She’s tracked him through the shifting tides of history, through wars, revolutions, and the rise of modern civilization. And now, after decades of hunting, she’s closer than ever. His influence seeps into every corner of the city, hidden beneath layers of wealth, fear, and corruption. Y/N’s crimson eyes narrow. For months, she’s observed Dominic’s empire from afar. She’s also seen the eight men pursuing him—a team of detectives drawn together by the trail of blood and destruction Dominic leaves behind. Though she works alone, she knows their paths will cross sooner or later. A crack of lightning splits the sky, illuminating the streets below. She adjusts the collar of her coat and steps off the rooftop, landing silently in the alley below. The sharp scent of blood fills her senses, drawing her attention. Her ears pick up the distant sounds of a fight. Without hesitation, she follows the sounds to a narrow side street, dimly lit by a flickering streetlamp. The rain slicks the pavement, reflecting the red and blue of distant sirens. Y/N steps into the shadows just in time to witness the chaos unfolding. Dominic’s enforcers—a group of burly men clad in dark suits—are engaged in a brutal fight with the detectives she’s been watching. Bang Chan, their leader, stands firm despite a gash on his forehead. Felix and Hyunjin work together to subdue one attacker, while Seungmin pulls a struggling informant away from the chaos. The fight is brutal, but Dominic’s men are relentless. Y/N steps forward, her presence commanding. With inhuman speed and strength, she takes down the enforcers, leaving the detectives stunned. As the last enemy falls, she turns to them, her crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dark. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with,” she says, her voice low and menacing. “But if you want to survive, you’ll stay out of my way.” The detectives exchange glances, torn between suspicion and gratitude. Bang Chan steps forward. “And who are you?” Y/N smirks, her fangs briefly visible in the dim light. “Someone who’s been hunting this monster longer than you’ve been alive.” “Monster?” I.N echoes, his voice tinged with confusion and curiosity. Y/N’s gaze flicks to him, her expression softening slightly. “Dominic Laurent. The man you’re after.” “How do you know him?” Felix asks. Y/N’s smile fades, replaced by a grim seriousness. “Because he’s the reason I am what I am.” The detectives exchange uneasy glances. “And what are you, exactly?” Seungmin asks, his calm voice laced with suspicion. Y/N doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, she steps closer to Chan, her movements slow and deliberate. She locks eyes with him. “I’m the only chance you have of surviving what’s coming.” The silence stretches, heavy with tension. Finally, Chan nods, his sharp eyes never leaving hers. “Then it looks like we’ll need to have a little chat.” Y/N tilts her head, her smirk returning. “Just try to keep up, detective.” Before they can respond, she vanishes into the shadows, leaving behind only the faint echo of her footsteps and the unsettling memory of her glowing eyes. The detectives stand in silence for a moment. “What the hell just happened?” Han mutters. Chan wipes the blood from his forehead, his expression unreadable. “I think we just met someone who knows Dominic better than we do.”

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Chapter Three: The Council Assembles

The next morning was quiet, as I walked through the village with Jin. We reached the clearing where I had first seen Namjoon. Now, it was transformed. A circular platform of stone stood at the center, surrounded by flowing waterfalls that shimmered with a faint glow. Around the platform, figures began to gather. Hoseok and Namjoon stood near the edge, deep in conversation. As Jin and I approached, a group of others emerged from the forest. The first was a man with shimmering mint-teal hair, adorned with small flowers that seemed to grow naturally from his locks. His sharp, feline-like eyes scanned the clearing with a bored expression. “Yoongi,” Jin greeted with a nod. Yoongi glanced at me briefly, his gaze cool and assessing, before turning back to Jin. “This is Y/N. She’s—” “The human,” Yoongi interrupted. “Yeah, I heard.” Before I could respond, another figure stepped forward. His ash-blonde hair glinted in the sunlight, and his mischievous grin was impossible to miss. “Y/N, we meet again,” Taehyung said, bowing slightly. “Again?” Yoongi arched a brow, his smirk growing. “She appeared before Hoseok, but I met her shortly after,” Taehyung explained, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt my cheeks heat under his gaze. “It’s nice to see you too, Tae,” I managed to say, trying to sound composed. More figures arrived, each commanding attention in their own way. Jungkook, was striking with his long raspberry-red hair and quiet intensity. Jimin followed closely behind, his blonde hair streaked with soft hues of pink, purple, and blue. They greeted Hoseok and Namjoon with quiet nods before joining the growing circle. The air shifted suddenly, a new presence making itself known. From the edge of the clearing, a figure emerged. His hair black as night, and his long coat flowed behind him as he strode confidently forward. The tension in the clearing thickened immediately. “Captain Kim Hongjoong,” Namjoon said, his voice steady but guarded. Hongjoong smiled, a flash of sharp white teeth visible beneath his lips. “It’s been far too long, Namjoon. And I see you’ve brought... company.” His gaze landed on me, and I felt as though he could see straight through me. “You’re the human,” Hongjoong said, his tone intrigued. He stepped closer, his movements fluid and almost predatory. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I nodded stiffly, unsure of what to say. Namjoon stepped slightly in front of me, his protective stance clear. “We’re here to discuss the war, Hongjoong. Not to indulge your curiosity.” “Of course,” Hongjoong said smoothly, though his eyes lingered on me a moment longer before shifting to Namjoon. The fairies and mermen tensed visibly at their presence, the divide between them and the vampires palpable. The council was assembled, but it was clear that trust was in short supply. Namjoon raised his trident, its golden surface gleaming. “We are here because the grove demands it. Ragnor’s power grows stronger by the day, and we cannot fight him divided.” His gaze sweeping over the group. “This is our last chance to unite. If we don’t, Ragnor will destroy not just the grove, but everything beyond it.” For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air. Then Hongjoong’s voice cut through it like a knife. “Unity is a noble goal,” he said, his tone laced with amusement. “But let’s not pretend it will come easily. Especially when some of us are barely tolerated.” His words hung in the air, challenging, daring anyone to respond. Hoseok stepped forward. “Arguing won’t get us anywhere,” Hoseok said, his voice calm but firm. “We’re here to find a solution, not to reopen old wounds.” Hongjoong smiled faintly, his gaze flicking to me once more. “Perhaps the human will be the key to that solution.” I felt the weight of everyone’s eyes on me, and for the first time since arriving in the grove, I wondered if I was truly ready for what lay ahead.

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@remedyx hahaha same 🤣

*MOANS* GIVE IT TO MEEEE

(Ahem oh um heey😀)

I need him so bad... leave an arch in my back...

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@remedyx 🥵🥵🥵 those hands

*MOANS* GIVE IT TO MEEEE

(Ahem oh um heey😀)

I need him so bad... leave an arch in my back...

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Eternal Hunt: Trailer

The screen fades in on a dark, cobbled street, shrouded in fog. A faint drizzle slicks the pavement. The camera pans down to reveal a young woman’s body—Y/N—lying lifeless, blood pooling around her neck.

Voiceover (Y/N’s voice, low and resolute):
“They say the moment you die, your life flashes before your eyes. For me, it was different. My life didn’t end that night... it began.”

The camera slowly pans up, showing her motionless face, pale against the crimson spreading around her. Then—snap. Her eyes fly open, glowing blood-red. Thunder crashes.

Cue the rising hum of tense music. The screen cuts to black, then flickers to life with quick flashes of present-day Y/N: pulling on leather boots, strapping on SOG Fling throwing knives, holstering guns at her sides. She throws on a long, crimson leather coat. Her eyes gleam with determination.

Voiceover (Y/N):
“For over a century, I’ve hunted the monster who made me.”

The music builds into a pounding rhythm. Y/N runs through a shadowy alley, the rain falling in slow motion as she leaps into a crowd of Dominic’s enforcers. The scene explodes into action—she moves with supernatural speed and precision, knives flashing, bodies falling around her. A gunshot echoes as she fires without hesitation. The rain splatters her crimson coat, but she doesn’t stop.

Dominic Laurent (voiceover, mocking):
“You’ve been chasing me for a long time. Do you really think you can stop me, little seamstress?”

The camera cuts to Dominic’s menacing face, cloaked in shadows, his sinister grin framed by dim, golden light. The scene switches to the detectives: Chan barking orders, Hyunjin weaving through a crowd in disguise, Han working furiously at a laptop, Changbin slamming an enforcer against a wall.

Chan (to Y/N, in a dimly lit room):
“Who are you? And why do I feel like you’ve been keeping secrets?”

Y/N leans against the wall, her voice cold and measured.
“Because I have. But if you want to survive, you’ll follow my lead.”

*Scenes flash in quick succession:

* Y/N fighting alongside the detectives, the tension between her and Chan palpable.

* Felix’s face streaked with blood, smiling grimly as he reloads his gun.

* I.N and Seungmin standing over a map, arguing over their next move.

* Dominic watching everything from a skyscraper, his sinister laugh reverberating through the screen.*

Dominic (voiceover):
“You don’t even know what you are, do you?”

The music crescendos. Y/N stands on a rooftop, the wind whipping through her hair as she looks down at the city, her fists clenched. Her voice returns, quiet but firm.
“This isn’t just revenge anymore. It’s war.”

The screen cuts to her charging into a room filled with Dominic’s men, the detectives bursting in behind her. Explosions. Gunfire. Fangs flashing. A fleeting moment of eye contact between her and Chan, charged with unspoken emotion.

Final shot: Y/N facing Dominic in the shadows, her voice steady.
“I will end you.”

The screen cuts to black as the title card fades in:
Eternal Hunt
Coming Soon.

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The Detectives for Eternal Hunt

1. Bang Chan (The Leader)

* Role: Team Captain / Lead Investigator

* Strengths: A strategic thinker, excellent profiler, and natural leader. Physically fit and capable of handling himself in dangerous situations.

* Personality: Charismatic, level-headed, and empathetic, but carries the burden of leadership heavily. He’s deeply protective of his team and sees their safety as his responsibility. Beneath his composed exterior lies a quiet determination and a deep personal connection to the case, possibly tied to a past tragedy caused by Dominic's empire.

Connection to the Case: Dominic’s criminal empire may have affected someone in his past, driving his personal resolve.

2. Lee Know (The Surveillance Expert)

* Role: Infiltration Specialist / Surveillance

* Strengths: Skilled in covert operations, tailing suspects, and gathering intel unnoticed. Expert in using high-tech surveillance tools and old-school stakeouts.

* Personality: Mysterious, sharp-tongued, but fiercely loyal to his team.

* Connection to the Case: He’s driven by a deep-seated need to uncover the truth, often acting as the team’s “eyes in the shadows.”

3. Changbin (The Muscle)

* Role: Interrogation Specialist / Tactical Support

* Strengths: Exceptional in physical confrontations and extracting information through both charm and intimidation. Always the first to step into dangerous situations.

* Personality: Bold and confident, with a surprisingly soft side for his teammates.

* Connection to the Case: He has a personal vendetta against Dominic’s enforcers, having clashed with them in a previous case.

4. Hyunjin (The Undercover Operative)

* Role: Master of Disguise / Undercover Specialist

* Strengths: Charismatic and adaptable, with a knack for blending into different environments to gather intel from Dominic’s network.

* Personality: Flamboyant and charming, but hides a sharp wit and keen observational skills.

* Connection to the Case: Dominic’s organization has ties to an art theft case he once worked on, giving him additional motivation.

5. Han (The Tech Genius)

* Role: Cybersecurity and Technology Expert

* Strengths: Hacking into Dominic’s networks, tracing digital footprints, and uncovering hidden connections. Can make sense of even the most encrypted files.

* Personality: Quirky, energetic, and always full of ideas, but deeply serious when it comes to the team’s safety.

* Connection to the Case: Han uncovered a critical piece of evidence that first put the team on Dominic’s trail.

6. Felix (The Tracker)

* Role: Field Agent / Tracker

* Strengths: Expert in analyzing crime scenes, following trails, and piecing together Dominic’s movements. Often works closely with Lee Know.

* Personality: Warm and optimistic, Felix is the heart of the team, boosting morale even in dark moments.

* Connection to the Case: A brutal attack orchestrated by Dominic’s men left a permanent scar on Felix, fueling his determination.

7. Seungmin (The Analyst)

* Role: Behavioral Analyst / Negotiator

* Strengths: Skilled at reading people and situations, predicting criminal behavior, and acting as the team’s voice of reason.

* Personality: Analytical, calm, and methodical, with a dry sense of humor that keeps the team grounded.

* Connection to the Case: His psychological profiles of Dominic’s associates have proven invaluable in narrowing their targets.

8. I.N (The Rookie)

* Role: Rookie Detective / Research Specialist

* Strengths: A brilliant researcher with a knack for finding obscure information and connecting seemingly unrelated cases. His fresh perspective often uncovers leads others miss.

* Personality: Enthusiastic, curious, and unafraid to challenge assumptions, even if it means questioning his seniors. I.N is eager to prove himself, sometimes taking risks to show his value. Though he’s the youngest, he has a mature sense of responsibility and is fiercely loyal to the team. His sharp intuition and unrelenting curiosity make him a vital asset.

Connection to the Case: As the youngest, I.N is driven by a need to prove himself. Dominic’s case is his chance to show his worth.

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The people have spoken. Stray kids it is. So let the hunt begin.

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Chapter Two Hallowed Grove

"You did what?"

My voice trembled, the words barely sounding like my own. I stood there, frozen, trying to process what Namjoon had just told me. His expression was steady, his eyes glimmering with earnestness. "I know this is a lot to take in," he said softly, almost tenderly. “Coming into a world you had no idea existed.” The enormity of his declaration seeped into my bones, leaving behind a single burning question. I looked up at him, my voice trembling as I finally managed to speak. “Why did you summon me?” Namjoon exhaled, his gaze steady but weighted with responsibility. "You are the key to helping us win this war. A war that has raged for decades. There is a warlock named Ragnor. He seeks to conquer not just the human world but countless others—dimensions you cannot yet imagine." I shook my head, my mind spinning. “But I’m just a girl from the city. I’m not a key. Not even close,” I whispered, panic rising like a tide within me. “You may not believe it yet,” Namjoon said, his tone steady but empathetic, “but there are forces far beyond our understanding. The grove chose you for a reason.” He sighed, glancing at Hoseok, who stood silently nearby. “Why don’t we take you somewhere to rest?” Namjoon suggested. “You need time to process all of this.” He turned to Hoseok. “We’ll take her to Jin. He’ll look after her.”

Hoseok stepped toward me and extended a hand. I hesitated, my eyes flickering to his, searching for reassurance. Finally, I took it, letting him lead me along the same path we had walked earlier, past the body of water where we had first met. This time, we ventured further into the forest, where the trees grew thicker and the air felt alive with magic. The path opened into a clearing filled with charming wooden cottages, their sunlit surfaces sparkling like something out of a dream. “Joon and Hoseok, what a pleasure to see you on this beautiful morning,” came a warm, lilting voice. I turned toward the sound and immediately regretted it. Standing before us was the most stunning man I had ever seen. His light pink hair caught the sunlight like a halo, and his broad shoulders gave him an almost regal presence. His eyes sparkled as they locked onto mine.

My breath hitched, and I quickly looked away, heat rushing to my face. He chuckled softly, a sound both amused and kind. “And who is this?” he asked, his gaze unwavering. “She was summoned by the grove to aid us in the war,” Namjoon explained. “She appeared before Hoseok as the grove’s answer.” “I see,” the man—Jin—replied, a faint smile playing on his lips as he continued to study me. Then he turned his attention back to Namjoon. “How can I assist?” “Take her to one of the empty cottages,” Namjoon instructed. “She’ll need time to rest and think things through.” Jin nodded, his demeanor shifting to one of quiet professionalism. “Follow me.”

Namjoon gestured for me to walk with Jin, who led me through the quaint village. The cottages were enchanting, their exteriors blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest. Finally, we stopped in front of one, and Jin opened the door as I stepped inside. The interior was cozy, in its simplicity. I sank into a nearby chair, the weight of the day pressing down on me. While I sat in silence, lost in thought, Namjoon and Jin spoke in hushed tones near the door. “Keep an eye on her,” Namjoon said. Jin frowned, surprised. “You’re summoning the council already?” Namjoon nodded grimly. “Ragnor is growing more powerful—and impatient.” Turning to leave, he added, “You gather the fairies. I’ll summon the mermen and call the vampires.” Jin’s eyes widened in shock. “You mean Hongjoong and his men?” His voice wavered as he gestured around the village. “Here?” Namjoon didn’t answer, disappearing into the forest with Hoseok. Jin stared after him, his expression a mix of concern and determination. Finally, he turned back to me, offering a reassuring smile. “You’ve found yourself in the middle of quite the storm,” he said lightly, his tone tinged with sympathy. “But don’t worry—I’ll make sure you’re ready for it.”

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If you haven’t read this already, then what are you waiting for?

"Case: It's You" Masterlist

Pairing: Detective Reader x ot8 detective ateez

Genre: enemies to lovers, romance, eventual smut, dark themes, angst.

Synopsis: As a headstrong detective- forced to transfer to another Precinct after pushing your team, and superiors too far- your new unit is less than pleased by your presence. In fact, they are down right hostile, resulting in more time butting heads than doing your job: taking down the organized crime 'gangs' of your city. Once you finally get your foot in the door, into their circle, you realize you bit off more than you can chew- or maybe it was the perfect place for you.

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CIY CH 30

Chapter Thirty

📍Pairing: detective ateez ot8 x detective afab reader 📍Summary: "Welcome Home" 📍WC: 3.2k 📍AU: detective/mafia 📍Genre: action, dark romance, poly romance 📍Warning(s): 18+ rating (all of CIY is), anxiety 📍Beta readers (and sole motivation): @yourfatherlucifer, @bunnliix, and @adelusionforyourthoughts 📍AN: The last chapter of Case: It's You. Book 2, Case: It's Us will begin posting most likely in the beginning of March. I have some collabs i want to focus on and to knock out pieces i missed last year with FFF. Anyways, the taglist fo CIU will be reset and directions to join will be listed at the end of this chapter. Are you ready for the climax of Case: It's You? 📍dividers and banner made by me!

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It was a lot more nerve wracking descending the stairs than you thought, a lot less prepared for this conversation than you had hoped for. You could see the majority of the open space, the industrial pipes and vents above with the fans blowing air. The whole space was renovated nicely, with a large sitting area that doubled as a game or theater set up with the large flat screen on the stone wall. Shelves occupied the rest full of books and other items, including a dagger and sword collection.

Wooyoung was the last to notice your presence, moving about the large industrial type kitchen cooking up a feast just as you had asked, but the others had all stopped to look up at the stairs the moment the door opened. San had let you step out first, taking it slow as you fought off the panic that threatened to engulf you. You told yourself you had no reason to be scared, they wouldn’t hurt you. Yeosang was watching from over his monitors he had set up on the dining table, Jongho standing next to him, while the other four were standing in the living area discussing something important if you had to guess from their demeanor.

They just… stared. Some smiled, like Hongjoong and Yunho, even Yeosang had a shy little smile. But otherwise their concern was so evident it almost made you turn and run back into the room. Wooyoung, bless him, noticed that when he noticed you. “There’s my pretty girl- hey! Y'all stop gawking at her! Not unless you’re going to get on your knees and beg for her love.” He pointed his spatula at a few of them as if ready to hit.

Yunho chuckled and made his way over to meet you at the bottom of the stairs. “Sorry about that butterfly, we’re just happy to see you moving about.” You rolled your eyes but took his outstretched hand once you reached the last step. “Yeah, well, get used to it. I’m not about to be some doll you keep in a box.”

He smiled wider, stopping you there instead of helping you down like you thought. “Wouldn’t dream of it Butterfly, you’re meant to fly after all.” Blushing at his comment, you gently smacked his shoulder. “Shut it charmer, I’m hungry and I’d like to chit chat.” “Of course, anything you want.” He hummed out and then swept you into his arms. He hadn’t  been as clingy as the other two, so the contact threw you off, for a moment reminding you of the night you found out everything.

It left a bad taste in your mouth and had you scrambling out of his arms. “I can walk just fine.” With a huff you moved past him to the others: in particular Hongjoong. “I want answers. Please.” He nodded, sombering up and looking to the others. They each sat down and both Yeosang and Jongho made their way over. Yunho took his seat next to Mingi, placing a hand on his thigh to still Mingi's bouncing leg, Yeosang sitting next to Mingi on the other side and and Jongho sat on the arm next to him, all on one sofa. You glanced at San to have him sit, which he did, sitting on the far end of the other couch next to Seonghwa.

Even Wooyoung paused in his cook, leaning against the counter and giving you all his attention.

While you were thankful they did, none of them standing above you and giving you ample space, the intensity of their stares made you uneasy. Unwavering attention, somber expressions, even Jongho’s usual tense demeanor was for a different reason: concern for you.

Taking a deep breath, you let it out in a huff, placing your hands on your hips and furrowing your brow with a playful glare. “I swear to fucking God if you don't relax a little I'm going to start swinging! I'm not going to suddenly combust and I'm not made of crystal either.” 

At your threat, there were some tense smiles, but other Wooyoung scoffing in the kitchen no one relaxed.

“Yes you are.”

Surprisingly, it was Jongho who spoke up, drawing your attention with eyes wide with shock. “What did you say?” You took a step closer, ready to fight him on it. You weren't fragile. You weren’t-

“You are fragile. Ready to combust. Crystal or glass or whatever.” He repeated, shifting on the arm rest as Yeosang grabbed his arm with alarm. “I'm just saying what everyone is thinking! And it's true. When I found you…”

As he trailed off you stepped forward, thigh brushing his knee as you stared him down with a locked brow. “What? What about it?!”

“Easy Gorgeous, this is what you wanted to talk about right?” Hongjoong stood up to try and intervene but you held up a hand to stop him, gaze locked onto Jongho's in a battle of wills.

“When I found you… when you held on to me, I thought… I thought we lost you for good.” His tone significantly softened, but he held eye contact, seeming just as shocked as you were by his words. “We don't want to lose you.”

“And when was I ever yours to lose Choi Jongho? Maybe some of the others but yours? Don't make me laugh.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes and waving him off dismissively.

Just for him to grab your hand and pull you closer. Out of reaction. You brought your other hand down in an attempt to hit him, just for him to grab your wrist. Both were now locked in his hands, his feet hooking behind your calves and effectively trapping you against him while he still sat on the arm of the couch unwavering. “Let. Me. GO!” You still struggled, but while you were smaller and could be quick, he was much more physically fit and overpowering. Despite your best efforts your breathing became labored, eyes wide with unbridled fear as your body reacted from trauma as opposed to Jongho himself.

Despite his rough grip, his face softened. “Look at me, little one, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Stiffening at the pet name, heat flooded your senses, mingling with the icy fear that was in your veins and somehow balancing it out. He didn’t say anything else, nor make a move, just waited out for your struggling to seize. Instead you deflated, hands balled into fists to try and keep your fingers from trembling more than they were. “Why does it matter to you?” Your previous demeanor to take action and demand answers was long gone, the vulnerable side of yourself that you often rejected coming back to the surface. These men had a way of bringing it out, apparently that meant Jongho as well. “I…” He started, dropping his hands from your wrists to settle on his thighs, giving you the option to back out if you wanted. When you didn’t, he continued, a tremble in his voice. “You… you matter to me little one, more than I’d like to admit. Butting heads with you, watching you thrive in this kind of work, seeing the way you interact with my partners here… It all matters to me. I’m sorry I reacted poorly, I thought if I could get you to walk away before you got too deep there was a chance for you to be happy elsewhere but… that’s not an option anymore is it?” You shook your head, staring at him as if he had just grown a second head. Softness was not something you expected to ever see from this man, and coupled with the pet name it had you feeling some type of way. “No… it’s not. I want to be a part of this. No, I need it. With you all. I want…” You paused, taking a deep breath to gather up what courage you could, turning to look at every single one of them before meeting Jongho’s still soft gaze. It felt like you had to tell him this the most. “I want to join the Black Pirates.” The way he smiled up at you had the apples of your cheeks burning, for a brief second finding him adorable. “For new members we take a vote and if it’s not unanimous, it fails. Should we take a vote?” He looked to the others, but you were staring at him, a question in them. “It’s not the first time for the vote… no, but I disagreed every time. I get it if that makes you angry at me.” Swallowing hard, you shook your head. Now that you understood a bit of why he was so hateful to you, you couldn’t be upset with his actions. Well, not at this moment. You might give him hell for it later though. “Just you though?” You couldn’t help but glance over at Yeosang and Yunho, having thought they two might have protested at least. You know San and Wooyoung wanted you since the first time you met them both, and the others had shown so as well over the last few weeks.

Yeosang caught you looking at him and smiled sheepishly, nodding his head. “I want you here. I uh- well…” He trailed off, getting more bashful the more you stared expectantly.

It was Wooyoung that chimed in, making his way over in a rush, announcing himself with a giggle before he pulled you back against him once he was sure you would not panic about it. “Sangie is obsessed with you, Goddess. Asks about you constantly, praises you. It’s so fucking cute to get him flustered just by mentioning you. You know, if you sat on his lap right now he would practically combust? He’s never been with a woman, just us, you could teach him a few things.”

“Wooyoung!” San stepped in, huffing as he stood up. “Let’s not suggest things like that right now.” “Why not? I think it would be very healing for her to hear just how much we want her and care about her. Did you know, love, that he’s been your secret admirer for awhile? Like that breakfast waiting for you the day you were late. Oh that was fun to get out of him.” You could hardly process what he was saying, watching the way Yeosang fidgeted and now refused to look at you, much like a shy boy in the presence of his crush. When Jongho slid his hand through the man’s hair, eliciting a low deep moan from him, your brain went haywire. Of course you had already decided Yeosang was adorable and had a lot of cute habits, like his lisp and the way he would preen at your praise just to name a few.

“I see. I’ll keep that in mind.” Shit, were you actually getting aroused by this? It was a nice thought that you actually could, but you knew the act itself was off the table. Especially if Jongho touching you like that had adrenaline running in your veins ready to fight and run. So you turned your attention right to Mingi who was sitting next to the pretty boy. He was watching with those boba eyes of his that melted your heart. You hadn’t talked to him since he had interrupted your time with Wooyoung, pouting from your lack of attention. “Do you want me here?” The sex, the shared moments in between, and the brief moments after… you couldn’t say for certain that he did want you here.

He looked offended you asked. “Of course I do Princess. Do you have any idea how badass and amazing you are? You’re an upgrade to our team for sure. And not just because the sex was amazing, I like you for way more than just that.” He elbowed Yunho next to him. “Right?” Yunho nodded, smiling softly as he patted his thigh and met your gaze. “Remember what I told you, Butterfly? This is another way I meant it, as a Pirate. San has always been right about you being perfect for us, and that means in this way too. You’re a hard worker, you fight for what you believe in, and you’re a force to be reckoned with. My balls still hurt thinking about your knee, you know.” He teased with a wink, resulting in a blush on your own cheeks. “I do feel bad about that but it didn’t seem to affect your performance.” You pointed out, shifting in Wooyoung’s arms. The man tightened his hold on you, chin resting on your shoulder as he let out a whine. “And you know how San and I feel already. We love you. Cherish you. Most definitely worship the ground you walk on Goddess. Having you as a Pirate with us? It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” Fighting off the smile that wanted to spread across your lips was hard, so you didn’t. Especially when you locked eyes with San, his own smile mirroring yours, his dimples on full display. “You two are charmers, I swear.” San chuckled with Wooyoung, the broader man nodding. “It worked, we got you now don’t we?” You couldn’t deny that, warmth spreading through your body at their obvious affection. That meant six out of eight agreed for you to join. Six out of eight of them wanted you, wanted to work with you as an equal and a partner. Hesitantly you glanced at Seonghwa, feeling a bit intimidated despite knowing he did care for you. Still, you had held him at gunpoint, he had freed you at the safe house and you had, essentially, killed a man to try and fight for him and Hongjoong. Did they know that? How you had made that decision, in that moment, to fight for them? With nothing more than a knife? The way Seonghwa softened, you thought maybe he did. You felt shy, insecure, anxiety eating in your chest. So much had happened, all the care shown to you over this last week being second guessed at this moment. And he seemed to know that. “Angel?” He started, standing up slowly as you removed yourself from Wooyoung’s hold, his presence suddenly overwhelming for you. “Hey, it’s okay-” “It’s not. It’s not okay.” You stammered out, backing away from Wooyoung to create some space as heavy weighted emotions took hold in your heart. It finally hit, not just what had happened by the Red Wolves hand, but what led up to it. Your questioning at gunpoint, the way Yunho fucked you, being held hostage by them and still choosing to fight. What if that changed things? Did that really make you good enough? Did that really make you deserving of their words? Seonghwa shared a quick glance with Hongjoong and both approached you, stopping when you backed up. The guilt and pain that twisted their features suddenly twisted your own emotions in your gut. “You don’t think you deserve this… do you? Being a Pirate?” When you nodded, they reacted in a way that had you jumping, staring at Hongjoong now on his knees as he had fallen to them with a groan of pain. Seonghwa was shaking his head, using your shock over Hongjoong to close the distance and grab you by the waist. You jumped at that, attempting to pull away until you saw the gun.

“This is why, isn’t it? You don’t think we want someone that hurt us?” There was pure anguish in his voice, pushing it against your chest. “You think you’re a liability after what happened? And wondering just how we can agree to having you on board huh?” You hated how right he was, holding onto the gun because he wasn’t giving you a choice. “You wouldn’t have gone with them if I wasn’t there. I wouldn’t have been there if I didn’t hold you at gun point. You wouldn’t-” You were shut up with a kiss, words muffled against Seonghwa’s lips as he held you tight against him. Your mind went blank, confusion settling under the bliss that came from his sweet lips on yours. 

When he pulled away, he directed your attention to Hongjoong who was gripping his knees tightly, still on the ground but tense. He presented himself as if he was offering his life up to you for a mistake. And in hindsight, he was. He blamed himself for what happened, you could see it in his eyes, hear it in the way he said your full name, slowly and syllable by syllable. “We signed up for situations like that, you hadn’t. Being a Pirate means there will always be a chance of that happening again-” The air in the room grew thick with a new tension, somber expressions befalling each member as they looked at you almost protectively. You normally would hate it, demand that you could take care of yourself.

But they knew you could, they admired that you could, and therefore their protective demeanor meant something entirely different to you.

Tears were running down your cheeks unexpectedly, finding new strength to pull from Seonghwa. He let you, watching as you were on your knees before Hongjoong the next second, wrapping your arms around his neck and holding onto him. He latched on, burying his face into the crook of your neck, trembling in your arms. “Being a Pirate means I’m with you, all eight of you, and that’s more than worth the risk Hongjoong. I can’t think of anywhere else I want to be, or that fits me more. Working with you all, being with you all, just… this is my home, isn’t it?” There were arms wrapping around you both, a kiss pressed to the top of your head. You didn’t have to look up to know it was Seonghwa, the sound of his humming filling your ears. “Welcome home then Angel. We’re happy to have you.” Hongjoong’s arms tightened around you, a wet spot forming on your shirt from his own silent tears. “We’re in this together, Firecracker. Promise not to let you get hurt like that again okay?” As much as going through that again would terrify you, you glanced around the room, taking note of the others. Wooyoung was now holding San’s hand, freely crying while San was trying not too, both looking as if they wanted to come join. You waved them over, and they joined rather fast, surrounding you with so much warmth. Wooyoung on your right across from Seonghwa and San now behind you. Both kissing the top of your head just like Seonghwa did.

Then there were the other four, Mingi and Yeosang leaning into their respective partners, both Yunho and Jongho sharing a look of determination, all four watching you. With your own determination, you took a deep breath and kissed the top of Hongjoong’s head instead. “If I do… I’ll be okay. I’ll have the eight of you right? I think I can handle anything if I have you all in my corner.”

The four of them squeezed you tightly, the amount of emotions in the room overwhelming but it felt right. It felt right to experience this with them all, to be vulnerable with them and receive this support. This is what it meant to be with them all, to be in this together.

Seonghwa said the final words, making it official as he seemed to comfort his family; his lovers. “Then together. Welcome home Angel.”

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Chapter Two Hallowed Grove

"You did what?"

My voice trembled, the words barely sounding like my own. I stood there, frozen, trying to process what Namjoon had just told me. His expression was steady, his eyes glimmering with earnestness. "I know this is a lot to take in," he said softly, almost tenderly. “Coming into a world you had no idea existed.” The enormity of his declaration seeped into my bones, leaving behind a single burning question. I looked up at him, my voice trembling as I finally managed to speak. “Why did you summon me?” Namjoon exhaled, his gaze steady but weighted with responsibility. "You are the key to helping us win this war. A war that has raged for decades. There is a warlock named Ragnor. He seeks to conquer not just the human world but countless others—dimensions you cannot yet imagine." I shook my head, my mind spinning. “But I’m just a girl from the city. I’m not a key. Not even close,” I whispered, panic rising like a tide within me. “You may not believe it yet,” Namjoon said, his tone steady but empathetic, “but there are forces far beyond our understanding. The grove chose you for a reason.” He sighed, glancing at Hoseok, who stood silently nearby. “Why don’t we take you somewhere to rest?” Namjoon suggested. “You need time to process all of this.” He turned to Hoseok. “We’ll take her to Jin. He’ll look after her.”

Hoseok stepped toward me and extended a hand. I hesitated, my eyes flickering to his, searching for reassurance. Finally, I took it, letting him lead me along the same path we had walked earlier, past the body of water where we had first met. This time, we ventured further into the forest, where the trees grew thicker and the air felt alive with magic. The path opened into a clearing filled with charming wooden cottages, their sunlit surfaces sparkling like something out of a dream. “Joon and Hoseok, what a pleasure to see you on this beautiful morning,” came a warm, lilting voice. I turned toward the sound and immediately regretted it. Standing before us was the most stunning man I had ever seen. His light pink hair caught the sunlight like a halo, and his broad shoulders gave him an almost regal presence. His eyes sparkled as they locked onto mine.

My breath hitched, and I quickly looked away, heat rushing to my face. He chuckled softly, a sound both amused and kind. “And who is this?” he asked, his gaze unwavering. “She was summoned by the grove to aid us in the war,” Namjoon explained. “She appeared before Hoseok as the grove’s answer.” “I see,” the man—Jin—replied, a faint smile playing on his lips as he continued to study me. Then he turned his attention back to Namjoon. “How can I assist?” “Take her to one of the empty cottages,” Namjoon instructed. “She’ll need time to rest and think things through.” Jin nodded, his demeanor shifting to one of quiet professionalism. “Follow me.”

Namjoon gestured for me to walk with Jin, who led me through the quaint village. The cottages were enchanting, their exteriors blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest. Finally, we stopped in front of one, and Jin opened the door as I stepped inside. The interior was cozy, in its simplicity. I sank into a nearby chair, the weight of the day pressing down on me. While I sat in silence, lost in thought, Namjoon and Jin spoke in hushed tones near the door. “Keep an eye on her,” Namjoon said. Jin frowned, surprised. “You’re summoning the council already?” Namjoon nodded grimly. “Ragnor is growing more powerful—and impatient.” Turning to leave, he added, “You gather the fairies. I’ll summon the mermen and call the vampires.” Jin’s eyes widened in shock. “You mean Hongjoong and his men?” His voice wavered as he gestured around the village. “Here?” Namjoon didn’t answer, disappearing into the forest with Hoseok. Jin stared after him, his expression a mix of concern and determination. Finally, he turned back to me, offering a reassuring smile. “You’ve found yourself in the middle of quite the storm,” he said lightly, his tone tinged with sympathy. “But don’t worry—I’ll make sure you’re ready for it.”

[mleighd94]

@remedyx I had this sitting in my notes since September. And I have been on and off looking at it. Fixing it here and there. And finally, I just thought, you know what, screw it; I’ll put it on there. If they like it, they like it. 

Chapter Two Hallowed Grove

"You did what?"

My voice trembled, the words barely sounding like my own. I stood there, frozen, trying to process what Namjoon had just told me. His expression was steady, his eyes glimmering with earnestness. "I know this is a lot to take in," he said softly, almost tenderly. “Coming into a world you had no idea existed.” The enormity of his declaration seeped into my bones, leaving behind a single burning question. I looked up at him, my voice trembling as I finally managed to speak. “Why did you summon me?” Namjoon exhaled, his gaze steady but weighted with responsibility. "You are the key to helping us win this war. A war that has raged for decades. There is a warlock named Ragnor. He seeks to conquer not just the human world but countless others—dimensions you cannot yet imagine." I shook my head, my mind spinning. “But I’m just a girl from the city. I’m not a key. Not even close,” I whispered, panic rising like a tide within me. “You may not believe it yet,” Namjoon said, his tone steady but empathetic, “but there are forces far beyond our understanding. The grove chose you for a reason.” He sighed, glancing at Hoseok, who stood silently nearby. “Why don’t we take you somewhere to rest?” Namjoon suggested. “You need time to process all of this.” He turned to Hoseok. “We’ll take her to Jin. He’ll look after her.”

Hoseok stepped toward me and extended a hand. I hesitated, my eyes flickering to his, searching for reassurance. Finally, I took it, letting him lead me along the same path we had walked earlier, past the body of water where we had first met. This time, we ventured further into the forest, where the trees grew thicker and the air felt alive with magic. The path opened into a clearing filled with charming wooden cottages, their sunlit surfaces sparkling like something out of a dream. “Joon and Hoseok, what a pleasure to see you on this beautiful morning,” came a warm, lilting voice. I turned toward the sound and immediately regretted it. Standing before us was the most stunning man I had ever seen. His light pink hair caught the sunlight like a halo, and his broad shoulders gave him an almost regal presence. His eyes sparkled as they locked onto mine.

My breath hitched, and I quickly looked away, heat rushing to my face. He chuckled softly, a sound both amused and kind. “And who is this?” he asked, his gaze unwavering. “She was summoned by the grove to aid us in the war,” Namjoon explained. “She appeared before Hoseok as the grove’s answer.” “I see,” the man—Jin—replied, a faint smile playing on his lips as he continued to study me. Then he turned his attention back to Namjoon. “How can I assist?” “Take her to one of the empty cottages,” Namjoon instructed. “She’ll need time to rest and think things through.” Jin nodded, his demeanor shifting to one of quiet professionalism. “Follow me.”

Namjoon gestured for me to walk with Jin, who led me through the quaint village. The cottages were enchanting, their exteriors blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest. Finally, we stopped in front of one, and Jin opened the door as I stepped inside. The interior was cozy, in its simplicity. I sank into a nearby chair, the weight of the day pressing down on me. While I sat in silence, lost in thought, Namjoon and Jin spoke in hushed tones near the door. “Keep an eye on her,” Namjoon said. Jin frowned, surprised. “You’re summoning the council already?” Namjoon nodded grimly. “Ragnor is growing more powerful—and impatient.” Turning to leave, he added, “You gather the fairies. I’ll summon the mermen and call the vampires.” Jin’s eyes widened in shock. “You mean Hongjoong and his men?” His voice wavered as he gestured around the village. “Here?” Namjoon didn’t answer, disappearing into the forest with Hoseok. Jin stared after him, his expression a mix of concern and determination. Finally, he turned back to me, offering a reassuring smile. “You’ve found yourself in the middle of quite the storm,” he said lightly, his tone tinged with sympathy. “But don’t worry—I’ll make sure you’re ready for it.”