#btshorror

[horrorlandthings]

Critters (1986) Behind the Scenes. Looking at an early promo for this special effects thrill ride that examined behind-the scenes. horl.uk/3NhXTEA

[btssunnyboy]

Please - Jung Hoseok

Prompt - ‘it will kill you if you don’t say please’

Summary - All you have to do is say please, but is that all the demon of the night wants?

Maybe part 1/? If you guys like it!

Warning- a lot of curse words! Feel free to send in any requests for any fandom, show, or movie! I’ll try to me best to write it!

Masterlist

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Your hands gripped the dusty railing as you made your way up the creaking steps. The smell of mold and mildew overtaking your senses. Your heart was racing against your chest with every slight noise. You could feel your body trembling as you made your way closer to the room.

“This is going to be so much fun!” Lisa gushed as her sneakers squeaked against the old wooden floors. Her hair roughly swaying as she practically bolted up the stairs, taking three at a time. Her excitement clearly shown as she did nothing to mask it. “Come on slow pokes the fun is about to begin!”

The fun is about to begin, oh god that was the last thing you ever wanted to hear. You wanted so badly for her rethink everything and forget this horrendous plan and just go home. You wanted to leave, fooling around with supernatural force was something you wished to never take a part of. You knew how strong these things could be and if you slip up and release it from their other worldly hold. Let’s just say they’re will be hell to pay.

“Lisa are you sure this is a good idea? I mean you’re trying to summon a fucking demon!” Jisoo asked, her nails tapping along the old, stained walls. Her expression was unamused as she examined the whole set up. The oh so famous Ouija board and those stupid candles giving the room an even more errie look. Lisa furrowed her brows and shook her head.

“Oh my god, since when do these things ever work, Jisoo! I’m just trying to have some fun on halloween.” Lisa mumbled as she sat on the floor and crossed her legs. Her hard gaze moved from Jisoo, to you, but this time a very soft expression overtook her face. “Y/n are you gonna leave me hanging as well?”

Absolutely, I wanna peace the fuck out and go home. You thought as you chewed on the inside of your lip. You didn’t wanna upset her, but on the same note you didn’t wanna stay another minute in this stupid, abandoned house. Your eyes locked with hers, god those oh so pretty eyes, you practically caved instantly. Those puppy dog eyes. With a agitated huff you sank down onto the cold ground. Her smile getting wider as she took your hands in hers.

“Come on Jisoo, just thirty minutes.” You softly smiled as you patted the seat next to you. You saw her eyes roll back into her head, but nonetheless join the little circle. You placed your two fingers on the board piece. Slowly, but surely everyone placed theirs as well.

“Hello, is there anyone here?” You questioned as you ghosted your fingers over the piece. You all waited thirty seconds, nothing. Lisa raised her eyebrows as she stared at you. She looked irritated and it hasn’t even been three minutes yet!

“Y/n remember what I said, you have to use the magic word. It’s what the paper says to do,”

You rolled your eyes, and slowly breathed through your mouth. “Please, is anyone there?”

W

H

A

T

D

O

Y

O

U

W

A

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T

The letters were quickly spelled out, making your body jerk from left to right. The suddenly movement making your arms knock over the closest candle to you. Your skin burned as the freshly heated wax coated your thighs and the still light lit flame leaving a burn mark in its path.

“Shit!” You scrambled to stand up, the wax already half hard, but the burning sensation still tingling your thighs. Hastily scraping the wax off you and blowing out the candle you tried to calm down your heart beat. “Guys, please tell me that was a joke.”

“Y/n put your hands back -“ Lisa frantically bellowed as she gestured her eyes, but you were too late. The piece began moving one more spelling out words you knew were gonna cause trouble.

T

H

A

N

K

Y

O

U

S

O

M

U

C

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G

At the sight of the this, you felt a sudden chill run down your spine and what felt like a heavy presence lay itself on the base of your neck. Your entire stomach dropped right then and there. Your breathing suddenly became labored and you frantically pulled away.

“Don’t touch me!” You bellowed out and you waved your arms around. Trying your best to perhaps swat away anything even remotely close to you.

What happened to those manners, darling? The suddenly voice seethed out, venom seemed to lace every word. The presence soon became ever stronger and your entire body almost went numb. Your eyes suddenly began to sting and your throat became almost painfully dry. Within a second you heard Jisoo and Lisa’s footsteps, only for them to come to a halt.

You take one more god damn step and I’ll kill her right now. This little piece of shit needs to learn a lesson. The voice spoke once more and as you tried to understand what it meant. Your throat was slowly growing tighter and tighter. Your vision was going blurry and you felt like you were gonna choke on the little bit of air you were getting.

“Y/n say, please or I’ll kill you!” Jisoo screamed as she tried to move, but nothing came of it. Her body contorted on the floor as if someone was taking her limbs and twisting until they met with an abnormal angle. Only a sad attempt to even help you. Your tried to process her words. They seemingly went through one ear and out the other.

I’d hurry and give me what I want darling. Little Jisoo here might end up being next on the R.I.P list.

“P-p-“ You coughed out. “Please, s-s-stop!”

The pressure was gone, instantly. You took in every breath like it was gonna be your last, because at that moment it almost was. You jumped by the sudden hands that were placed on your arms. Jisoo and Lisa stared dumbfounded as the event that just took place. Jisoo held her arm as she tried to stand up, but it didn’t work out.

“We need to leave right now!” Lisa mumbled as she wrapped her other arm around Jisoo’s wasit. You nodded as you slowly made your way out. “Shit, we didn’t say goodbye.”

Your eyes widen as you tried to pick up the pace. You only shook your head at her statement and proceeded to bolt out of there. The sudden feeling of tightness began to linger once more in your throat.

What did I say about manners. The voice tsked, right beside your ear.

You closed your eyes as you descended the staircase, hands gripping even tighter at Jisoo’s free arm.

“God, I love admiring my work. Seeing the complete and utter terror on your face is what get’s me off.” The voice deeply chuckled making you come to a halt. You could see the silhouette of a man standing in the corner of the living room. It ghosted it’s way over to you, standing proud as it’s hands reached out to glide over your cheek.You watched as color began to seep into the black shadow.

Pretty soon you saw life like eyes staring down into yours. A small smile place on the demon’s lips as he scanned you from head to toe. “You know I could use a new toy, the old is getting quite unbearable.”

“Please, just let us go.” Lisa slightly sobbed as she watched her body waver. Her strength was giving out and the last thing you all need was to carry two bodies out of here.

“Since you said please oh so kindly, you can go and take the only her with you.” It stated as if pointed to Jisoo in the middle. “Better hurry I might’ve popped more then one thing out of place.”

Lisa looked at you, oh god how you wanted to say please don’t go. You knew you had to let her get Jisoo help, even if it meant leaving you alone with it. You watched them hobble out the creaky door, the sudden slam making your jump back a step. Only for it to follow up.

“What more do you want from me!” You bellowed as you tried to back up, but having no luck. The demon wrapped it arms around your waist and brought you as close as he could. Your body went into a slight shot at the sudden coldness that has embraced it.

“What I want from you my sweet darling, is to teach other delinquents that play my game, manners.” It stated as it creased the soft skin of your cheek once more. “But, considering you finally freed me from that hell, for now I shall send you on your way, but just remember if you even get lonely all you have to chant is please, Hoseok.” You watched at the figure slowly faded back into whatever it came form.

You made a clean bolt for the doors and quickly ran as fast as you could. You heart hammered in your chest as you took one last look back. In the window you saw the same man, give you the brightest and most eeriest smile making your stomach churn. This time you turned around and didn’t look back.

[our7bangtanboys]

does this whole ‘Dora AU’ have anyone else the smallest amount of shook because SKKSKSKSJSKK

[hardflowerrebel]

Suffocation (BTS FF) Thriller AU (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/cwpfDb5JM6 All my life I have felt nothing but suffocated Every breath just as agonizing as the other People around me live free lives Why? Aren't they just as guilty and as sinful as me? Lucky for them, I've come knocking .......................................................... Kim Seokjin - Want to impress your parents so much, involve you're-self with their horrible misdeeds Min Yoongi - An abused boy, who has made himself into a spiteful hateful person Jung Hoseok - You're the reason you're sister can't walk anymore Kim Namjoon - See you're best friend being abused multiple times and you're too much of a coward to say anything Park Jimin - Starving yourself and cutting yourself won't make mummy and daddy love you more Kim Taehyung - Carefree and lovable, loves his boyfriend so much. Behind that mask is the eyes of a cheater Jeon Jungkook - Spoiled, lost and confused? Didn't stop you from drink driving and killing an innocent girl So let the games begin BTS FF Thriller/Horror This story is pure fiction and does not represent the boys in real life! Also, there will be some triggering contents that some readers may find too much, I'm not going into massive detail about situations but it could still be triggering for people. So be warned

[moonhoweller]

flirtaus >> bts outcast

Thank you for playing OUTCAST! GAME IS SHUTTING DOWN. . . GAME IS SHUT DOWN.

[hallowsevehorror]

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[janedreamersworld]

Jeon Academy | j.jk (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/YxWgTRVSFP ❝what happened in the academy stays in the academy❞ Cringeeeeeeeyyy story 𝕯𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖔𝖐 Copyright 2018 ©️ Lunar

[dianad0018-blog]

Sky Raid ・ BTS AU - 一 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/VUM8KrHKaM Ruby, assigned to a special military-born team of skilled personas, is making a life or death decision by agreeing to the once in a lifetime offer - raid the tower that reaches the skies, filled with monsters and obstacles. But as the rumour goes, on the last floor lays treasure worth everything this world couldn't possibly offer. What is it that Bangtan and Ruby desire to get?

[keepmysecretinthesky]

BTSHORROR!AU got me SHOOK omg like the fucking ARMY is nothing less than a literal army trying to save our bois and figure out the killer omfg

[badbyeyoongi]

BTS Reaction to them going into a haunted abandoned house 💕

Request: @kaepjjang2  

Warnings: Swearing, etc

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Kim Seokjin

This man would be scared shitless. He would try and stay in between everyone so that nothing could touch him from any side. If he heard something move or think he saw something he would hit the person repeatedly on the arm and scream really loud until Yoongi tells him to shut up and stop being a baby.

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon would try to stay calm but would be scared on the inside. He would probably be pushed to the front with Jungkook so that the members would feel safer and a little bit calmer when they would go into a new room and he would tell them that nothing was there. He would be protecting Jimin under his arm since no one else wanted to hold the scared baby boy.

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would pretend to be calm and cool looking while walking around with Hoseok clinging to his arm. He would probably have to tell Hoseok to calm down 1000 times and would eventually give up when he realised that he wouldn’t stop screaming. But when he sees something move he’s gonna ignore it and think it was a curtain moving from the wind until Hoseok told him he saw it too and they both started screaming like little girls.

Jung Hoseok

Screaming and jumping. That’s all I can say. Hoseok would be clinging to anyone around him screaming and jumping in their ear as soon as they stepped into the house. He would not stop screaming and crying when Taehyung purposely knocked something over behind him and denied it when the boys asked him if he did it. When they got out he was crying and clinging onto Yoongi for protection.

Park Jimin

This baby is going to be clinging to Namjoon the whole time. His knees would be buckling and he would be so hesitant in his steps. He wouldn’t scream because he “didn’t want to wake the ghost” and would flinch every time someone screamed or when Namjoon moved too quickly. He would also be looking around the whole time making sure that nothing was around him and about the take him.

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung would LOVE going to a haunted house. He would knock stuff over and say it wasn’t him when Jin asked him if he moved it, or he would leave and make noise in another room just to scare Hoseok. He would even write one of the member's names on the wall with spray paint so they would get scared. (Hoseok almost pissed himself until he saw the blue spray paint on Taehyung’s finger)

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would be the one up front that would lead the whole group because they believed that he would protect them with his big muscles. He would tell the members that he will go into a room before them and see if it was safe. Truth is he would go in with his heart racing and his fist up ready to fight anything. He would try and act tough but he was just as scared as Jin.

Gifs aren’t mine :)

[horrorlandthings]

Critters (1986) Behind the Scenes. Looking at an early promo for this special effects thrill ride that examined behind-the scenes. horl.uk/3NhXTEA

[jeonssky]

Accused For Murder

BTS (방탄소년단)

Genre: Mystery/Detective/Horror AU

Part: I out of IV 

Summary: The second weekend each month, a child between eight to ten is found dead. Follow detective Taehyung as he tries to solve this murder with the help of FBI chef Yoongi, reporter Namjoon, gang member Hoseok, model Jin, police Jimin and athlete Jungkook. Or maybe they are not helping him, just trying to make sure they won’t get caught. 

There will appear important questions for the reader on (my twitter). The readers choice will play out the story, pay attention to every detail to not make the wrong choice!

Name: Kim Jooseok

Age: 2005

Gender: Male

Found inside a black bag in Nakdong  A black ring around his finger

A black ring around his finger

That’s the hint - that’s the answer. Taehyung knew that the black ring appearance would come sooner or later - but even so he hoped not to see that this time. He hoped, but knew that it was the same murder as the rest of the children. Of course there would be a black ring. 

Taehyung gripped the paper so hard his knuckles became white, and he let out a loud growl. He was going crazy - he was going to explode if he didn’t find the killer. A whole fucking year - twelve children killed, and still no fucking clue who the murder is. Could be anyone, could be someone Taehyung walked past in the street. That’s how little they know about this killer. 

Taehyung smacked himself with his hand. Okay focus. He looked down on the paper again that the police station sent him. Kim Jooseok. Taehyung quickly wrote down his name on the black laptop he had in front of him, and quickly found him.

Most stuff was about his death, which happened this morning. But that was not what Taehyung was looking for. He was looking for his family and where they lived. His job was to get as much information about the children as possible, and he usually found that through their families. It was hard for them to open up, but he needed to know.

As Taehyung found Kim Jooseok’s family, he couldn’t help but sigh. Here we go again. Every time - or at least these twelve times; no one knew anything about this. The family would be just as clueless as Taehyung when he arrived to them and asked those questions. How did your child get in contact with this person? Through what did they have conversations with? Did your child ever act a bit strange? Did he do stuff he never usually do? To all of these questions - a shrug was the answer. Which left Taehyung just as clueless as before. 

Oh, well - he had to try anyway. Maybe this family will know something about their own child. 

Taehyung’s phone started to vibrate underneath on the brown desk - surprising him and the resting dog Yeontan who was taking a nap on the floor. Taehyung turned his phone around so he could see the name of the person calling - and slightly frowned when he saw the familiar name. 

“Hm’“, was what he answered as he picked up the phone. 

“Where the fuck where you this morning”, was what Jimin hissed on the other side of the phone. Taehyung rolled his eyes in irritation - even though Jimin couldn’t see him. But Taehyung could almost bet money that Jimin knew he somewhat rolled his eyes at hearing his voice. 

“Where should I have been? Down the river?” 

“You know full well that you should take place when we discover a corpse - even so you ignored all of the calls we called. And now - six hours later, you decide to answer”, Jimin spat, and Taehyung clicked his tongue in return. 

First of all was Taehyung silently sleeping when they called, he came to his office around three hours ago. He saw that the police station had called him - and he knew what they wanted. But Taehyung was not a police officer anymore. This was not his job. His job was to put together all the clues, not find the clues. 

“No, Jimin - I fucking don’t. I am not an officer anymore, you hear me? And I never will be anymore. I am a detective - trying to solve all this shit you send me. You hear me? You stupid officers should send me. Can’t you even do something that easy without me? And don’t fucking call me being pissed cause you are making me pissed as well and I am not-” 

The sound of two strong signals cut Taehyung off in the middle of his sentence. Taehyung removed the phone from his ear - and cursed when he saw that Jimin had clicked him. Why did he even have this fuckers number after all of these years? Maybe because Taehyung got good memories from it? From back in the days he was an officer as well? Gah, Taehyung didn’t know. All he knew was that he was fucking pissed thanks to Jimin.

“Bitch”, Taehyung sighed, and stood up. Yeontan followed his owner with his eyes, and quickly stood up when Taehyung whistled on him. 

Maybe it was wrong of Taehyung to go and see the family now - they had just lost their son. Taehyung stopped his steps, which shocked Yeontan. He also stopped, and looked up to see what his owner was going to do.

‘I’m sure the family has already been in different meeting to now’ Taehyung thought. It had been six hours since they found the body, after all. Any important information would be sent out to him and FBI. 

Taehyung leaned over his desk and turned his laptop around to face him. He opened it and checked his mail - which he should have had done before doing anything else. He sees some mails from Jimin, asking him where he was this morning - which he deleted. But then, a mail caught his eyes. It was from the FBI, and they actually gave him some clues they found. 

Kim Taehyung

We are apologetic that we don’t have more clues for you. We don’t have much either, but with Kim Jooseok killed we found out about this

That all of the children killed come from families with huge companies 

Min Yoongi FBI

Taehyung clicked away the mail, and clicked on the list of children murdered. And the FBI was right indeed; all of the children came from successful families. But that just made it all harder. How in the world could someone get in contact with someone whose family is so powerful?   

Fuck it; Taehyung didn’t care how rough the family had. Taehyung needed to ask them questions - and he needed answers. He turned his laptop off, threw on his coat and left his office; Yeontan coming right behind him. 

His black car waited for him, and he jumped in. Yeontan quickly jumped up on the backseats, and sat down calmly. 

With the address written down on his GPS Taehyung started to drive, his hands all sweaty. Why, though? Was he nervous? No, no he wasn’t. Maybe it was just anger from the phone call he earlier had with Jimin.

The streets were quiet - considering it was raining. And the further away Taehyung got from the city the further cars and people he saw. It scared him a bit. He found the address of the child online - but should he not just call someone, to make sure? Someone probably knew, but didn’t tell him yet. It was unexpected for Taehyung to go only a few hours later to the family who lost their child - they would probably send him more information later. 

Taehyung stopped his car on the side of the road, and took up his phone. Who should he call? That fucker Jimin? He was the only one Taehyung knew who would have that information. He could send a mail to the FBI - but he needed answers now. 

With all his prayers that Jimin would answer, he dialed his number and put the phone on speaker this time. He was in his car in the middle of nowhere - the only sound was the rain touching the car.

“Did you call to apologize?” Jimin answered. What Taehyung wanted to answer with was that Jimin was the one who clicked him, and Jimin was the one pissed off first. 

But if Taehyung said all that he wouldn’t get the address - so he bit his lip to prevent anything rude leaving his lips. 

“I need the address”, Taehyung mumbled out. “Kim Jooseok. Where did he live?” 

Taehyung could tell that his question cut Jimin off guard, and it got quiet on the other side for some seconds. But so far he still had Jimin on the phone, and he didn’t hung up yet. 

“His address? Why?” 

“Play trick or treat you dumbass”, Taehyung let out by his own. He covered his mouth when he said that, and could already hear the sound of Jimin hanging up on him. But to his surprise, a small chuckle left Jimin’s lips. 

“Okay, okay, geez. I’ll text you his address. But Taehyung - don’t be too harsh. We just had a talk with his older brother and he was depressed. The rest of the family should be home though, but they are sensitive.” 

Taehyung cracked a small smile, and answered with an ‘okay’ before ending the call. He almost forgot; Jimin never stays angry on him for longer than ten minutes. How could he forget, all Taehyung ever did back in the days when he was an officer was to mess around with Jimin; because he would never actually get mad at him. 

But Taehyung didn’t like the officer life. It was nice, but he got a trauma. He pushed someone; there was a gun in his hand: the gun fired. Taehyung remember that day so clearly. How the body fell to the ground in front of him, how his daughter in the other room started to cry loudly, he remembers everything.

The guy wasn’t a bad guy. He was just someone wanting to get close to his daughter, but he was on drugs so Taehyung wouldn’t let him. The gun fired, and the man fell to the floor. 

Ever since then Taehyung will never, ever, hold a gun again. He won’t have a police uniform on him anymore. If the police kills you; who should you call for help? Taehyung want the people to trust the police, and he can’t be a police if he doesn’t even trust himself. 

Taehyung shook his head. ‘Stop thinking about that!’ After so many meetings with doctors, therapist -that scene won’t leave his head. That entire day of him killing someone innocent is like a film he needs to watch over and over again for the past year.  

His phone went off, and Taehyung looked at the address Jimin just texted him. And guess what, Taehyung was going to the right address already from the start. He didn’t need to call Jimin. Oh, well, a nice shitchat wasn’t that bad. 

Taehyung started his car again, and drove to the address. He was scared that someone with so much money lived so far away - but if something would happen to him Jimin knew where to look. 

A while later huge houses started to show up. The GPS told Taehyung that he had reached his destination, and it was in front of a huge house. 

The house was pretty nice - but not as Taehyung had thought it would be. He thought it would be a big mansion, with huge hedges around it. This was nothing like that. It was normal house. You could tell it was expensive - just like every house on this hill Taehyung reached. 

Taehyung stopped his car on the side of the street and stepped out. He opened the backseat door to let his partner in crime out - and walked up to the house. The houses were pretty far away from each other - maybe 100 meters between every house? Oh well, Taehyung could at least see next house. ‘Maybe I should go ask them some questions too?’ 

Taehyung walked up on the terrace and rang the doorbell. He could hear it ring from the inside - even with the rain pouring down. Taehyung didn’t mind the rain - it wasn’t that bad. Yeontan didn’t mind it either, he just shook it off. ‘For being around four in the afternoon it is quite dark’ Taehyung thought. 

When Taehyung didn’t get an answer he rang once again - this time also mentioning that he was a detective. He heard the doorbell once again - but nobody answered the door. 

“Don’t wanna let me in?” Taehyung hissed quietly for himself. “Fine, two can play that game.” 

Taehyung goes back some steps, and aims at the door. Yeontan looks with his head tilted, before he understood what Taehyung was going to do. He quickly moved, and watched interested. 

With full speed, Taehyung ran and hit the door with his body. To his own surprise was the door broken, and just by touching it: it would fall down. 

Now how would Taehyung know that? Exactly - he didn’t. Taehyung’s breath stopped as the door fell straight down with him on top and hit the floor on the other side. The sound echoed through the empty and dark house. 

Taehyung looked up, and frowned. Nothing was ruined, nothing was strange; but the door was jacked up? And where were them all? Jimin just said that the older brother was at the police station, “the rest of the family should be there.”

Taehyung stood up slowly - his knees slightly hurting but nothing too bad. Yeontan followed his owner quickly, and as soon as he got inside he started to sniff around. 

“Feel anything boy?” Taehyung whispered out - considering that the house has an echo. 

Yeontan turned his head to one door, and growled loudly. And that was exactly the hint Taehyung needed. Looked like someone came here faster than Taehyung.

“Atta boy”, Taehyung whispered. He took small steps toward the door, and pulled out his taser he had inside his coat. He was scared - yes he was. He was all alone, how many were on the other side? He did have Yeontan, but he didn’t want his pure dog to get hurt. Yeontan is there to scare off criminals and help him - not be bait. 

Taehyung laid his ear on the door, and Yeontan was indeed right. He heard shuffles going around on the other side - such as plates moving around. Taehyung took a deep breath, and gripped the taser tighter. He didn’t have a gun, and he didn’t need one. He will be okay. 

Making sure Yeontan was not too close so he would get hurt, Taehyung swinged the door open. This person must have heard Taehyung ringing the doorbell and the door falling down, so he or she would be prepared. Taehyung too, he was ready! 

The door swung open, and more darkness welcomed him. But also a metallic sound sliding against the floor, and something touched Taehyung’s foot. 

Taehyung looked down in the darkness, and saw a black object. He couldn’t really tell what is was, and by habit he picked it up. 

In his hand he now saw what it was. A gun. A gun. 

“No, you can’t!” Taehyung screamed, making the paintings on the wall shake. “You hear me?!” 

“Please” the man pleaded. He fell to his knees in front of Taehyung with his hands clasped together. “If you are going to arrest me, let me say goodbye to my baby one last time.” 

Taehyung snorted at the man, and once again shook his head. “Listen, my colleague is talking to her now. If she wants to see you she has to wait.” 

The man stood up, and Taehyung saw the sweat form on his forehead. His eyes were all red from either crying or drugs. Or maybe both. 

“Can I just-”

“NO!” Taehyung yelled, and pushed the man away. Suddenly a loud sound echoed through the apartment, and Taehyung covered his ears. As he did that he felt something cold touch his ear, and he was left confused. Not until he removed his hands from his ear could he see what was suddenly in his hand. 

A gun. How long had that been in his hand?

“Daddy nooo!” The little girl cried - and Taehyung could hear her from the next room. Oh no. 

Taehyung looked at the man and he gasped loudly. The man lay in a pool of his own blood on the floor. 

Taehyung’s legs failed him and he fell down too. Taehyung wanted to scream, he wanted to cry - but nothing came out. He sat pale as a ghost on his knees and looked at the man who was alive only seconds ago. 

The room started to spin. Taehyung had to grip his head - that suddenly started to hurt, to not fall to the side. A bullet right between the eyebrows, he had done it. He had killed someone. 

The little girl suddenly ran into the room, and Jimin after. Jimin tried to catch her, but she was faster and escaped him. 

She fell to her knees beside her dad and let out a loud sob. 

“No”, she cried, and shook the dead man. “Daddy wake up. Don’t leave like mom did. Please. Please I am sorry. I will clean my room. I won’t bother you anymore. Wake up.” 

Taehyung took deep breathes as he tried to calm himself down. The smell of metallic filled his nostrils - and he would pass out any minute. 

“How could you?!” the little girl cried, and looked at Taehyung. “You are supposed to help me. You are the police! What do I do when police murder?!”

“GAH!” Taehyung yelled, and threw the gun away in the darkness. A loud grunt was heard, but Taehyung couldn’t care less. A gun. He didn’t want to see that object anymore. 

Taehyung leaned himself on the door frame, and took deep breathes to calm himself down. He didn’t have his calming medicine on him, but he needed it. He was having a panic attack. 

“Man what is going on with you?” A rather irritated voice said, and a small lamp lit up the room. Taehyung saw the light, he saw a figure, but everything was blurry. His entire body shook, and sweat ran down just like the rain outside did on him. 

That was the first time ever since that incident he had seen a gun - not to mention, hold one. The grip felt foreign to him, but familiar in a way too. But all he could see was a dead father’s body and a little girl clinging on to him. That object was small, but is power was beyond the limit. 

Suddenly something cold got splashed in Taehyung’s face, and Taehyung’s lungs calmed down. A light smack in the face made him snap out of his panic attack, and his trembling legs calmed down too. 

Taehyung rubbed his eyes, and in front of him he saw man. The man had a beanie on with brown hair sticking out, and a slightly pissed off face. Taehyung didn’t recognize him at all, but he must be someone living at this house. 

Taehyung’s eyes trailed down on the man in front of him. Or not.

The man had ripped dirty jeans, a dirty tank top and a leather jacket. You could tell that it was dirty by all the oil stuck on the shirt. And someone in this house would not wear something like that - eh? Or maybe he liked this style. 

“You are the first cop I’ve seen that don’t like guns”, the man suddenly snickered. “No no no, not dislike, have an anxiety attack from them.” 

The man rolled around the object in his hands playfully, just to tease Taehyung. He thought Taehyung was going to die, so he splashed cold water in his face. But now that he could see Taehyung still being alive, why not have fun with him? Taehyung glared at the gun the man played with, already seeing in front of him how it would by mistake fire at him. 

“Not…” Taehyung teared his eyes away from the gun to the man in front of him. “…A fucking cop.” 

The man raised his eyebrows interested. “Oh, not a cop? Well then I don’t need to kill you!” 

He put his gun in his belt and turned around. Now with a small lamp on Taehyung could see that this was the kitchen. A huge one as well - maybe just as big as Taehyung’s entire office. He also saw that this man was showing food down his throat, right from the fridge. 

Taehyung whistled on Yeontan, as he slowly took a step closer to the man. His pulse that echoed through his ears calmed down a bit, and Taehyung snapped himself back into his laid-back style. 

“Who are you?” Taehyung asked out clearly. The man turned away from the fridge, and shoots him a crocked smile.

“Who me? I am Hoseok. Wassup.” 

Hoseok. Okay. Remember that name. 

“Well then, Hoseok - what are you doing here? Where is your family?” 

“Dead”, Hoseok straight up said. “They’re dead.” 

Taehyung sighed through his nose as he scratched his forehead. This man did not look like someone who would live here, he looked like a criminal. Above that, he was quite annoying to talk to. He answered with small answered that left Taehyung with more questions. 

“How did they die? The black ring murder?” 

Hoseok stopped to shove things down his throat. He turned to Taehyung, a look on his face that Taehyung couldn’t really figure out what it meant. 

“Nah bro, from another gang ten years ago. Man this murder gets all the attention these days.” 

Taehyung was at this point just confused. He was right, this man didn’t live here - considering that only the youngest child was dead and not the entire family. So, what in the world was Hoseok doing here?

“Then what are you doing - if this is not where you live…?” 

Taehyung’s voice got muffled as he noticed a familiar object around Hoseok’s finger. 

A black ring. 

The black ring lit up thanks to the light from the fridge, and it sat tightly around Hoseok’s finger. The taser was behind Taehyung, he must have dropped it while he was panicking. He could call Jimin, but how could he do that without Hoseok noticing? Oh lord; did he just find the killer? He didn’t have anything to protect himself with. 

“I got here and the entire house was empty. The door was kicked down too. And you know, me and my gang would like to have some stuff. But first, food is important”, Hoseok simply answered, and shut the fridge. He fixed his beanie and looked at Taehyung. “Now what are you, non cop, doing here?” 

For some reason Taehyung felt like he had done something wrong. Something wrong that Hoseok would not like; and kill him. Even though did tell the truth - he was not a cop. 

“Well, I am investigating the case of the Black Ring Murder”, Taehyung said, and his eyes trailed down to Hoseok’s hand with the black ring. “And this is the house Kim Jooseok lived in. A child who got murdered… No, was found today.” 

“Ah!” Hoseok answered, not understanding Taehyung was looking at his hand. “Thanks for updating me on this. I haven’t really been keeping up with this murder. Oh well, they are not here. I don’t know what happened but it looks like someone kidnapped his family or something.” 

Hoseok shrugged for himself and opened a few a cabinets - looking for something. But Taehyung didn’t care. He leaned on a chair around a table in the kitchen and inspected Hoseok. Funny that a gang member was helping him, yeah? But Taehyung was tired of the police always giving him nothing and the FBI giving him small clues. Now he could use a gang member for help - or the possible murder.

“I can always check in the surveillance camera outside”, Taehyung whispered out. “This is a quite fancy place, it has cameras all around.” 

Taehyung tried to scare Hoseok up - and maybe make him surrender. Make him have no choice but to tell Taehyung that he was the murder. That was what he hoped to get as an answer, but that was not what he got. 

Hoseok turned a bit and glared at Taehyung. “How do you have accesses to them if you are not a cop? Are you lying to me?” 

The last part of Hoseok’s sentence turned dark, and he fully turned around to face Taehyung. His expression was changed to a dark on, and Taehyung felt his heart go faster. 

‘Calm down’ Taehyung thought for himself. ‘The worst thing now is to freak out.’ 

“No, I am not. But since I am trying to solve this I have accesses to a lot.” Was what Taehyung calmly let out. The truth was that Jimin would let him in to see the surveillance camera. He knew that - his relationship with Jimin was much like Tom and Jerry. They pretended that they hated each other - but actually they mean a lot to each other. 

Hoseok continued to look at Taehyung, and his eyes trailed down his coat. Perhaps looking for a badge or something? Taehyung did have a card that said he was a detective, but not a badge. 

“Hm, fine. Sure, yeah I trust you mister non cop but still investigating. Well would you mind leaving now? I would like to rob this place as long as I can”, Hoseok huffed out. His humor changed instantly, and got irritated at Taehyung in less than ten seconds. 

Taehyung clicked his tongue, but stood up straight. Yeontan stood quietly at the door opening, looking at the two men. He was ready to attack of Hoseok would suddenly lunge on Taehyung. 

“Sure - but…” Taehyung finally nodded to Hoseok’s ring. If he wanted to shoot, he could. Jimin knew where Taehyung was and there are cameras all around the hill. How Hoseok had planned to rob this place without anyone noticing was not Taehyung’s problem - but he can’t be that stupid to actually kill him.  

“Where did you get that ring from?” 

Hoseok frowned at Taehyung, and looked down at his fingers. It was almost as if he also got surprised by the black ring stuck on his finger.

“Oh, this lil fella”, Hoseok said and raised his finger with the black ring. “I found it right here. I dunno how much it cost but I can probably make a bit cash from it.” 

Hoseok pointed on the table Taehyung was close to - referring that he found the ring there. 

“Would you mind letting me see it?” Taehyung asked, and stretched out his hand. And to his surprise Hoseok took of the ring and placed it in Taehyung’s hand without any problem. Once again did his humor swap, and he wasn’t that pissed off anymore. Taehyung didn’t complain, as long as he got more clues. He used the flashlight on his phone to inspect the ring closer. 

It felt like it was metal - but also like black gold. Taehyung couldn’t really tell what material it was, but it felt quite light. 

J. J. H 

There were letters on the inside of the ring. J. J. H. Taehyung had never seen these letters together like this before - it was all new to him. He could hear Hoseok ask him if he found anything - but all he answered with was to whistle his partner in crime closer.

Yeontan sniffed the ring, but did nothing unusual. He simply sat down and looked at Taehyung with his head tilted. ‘Of course, he is a dog, not a robot…�� 

“J. J. H”, Taehyung said loudly. Maybe Hoseok would know. 

“Juicy jiggly hole”, Hoseok answered instantly. Taehyung gave him a small groan at his answer - before returning the ring. 

“Nah bro, keep it”, Hoseok said, and pushed Taehyung’s hand back. “I don’t need it. I can find better stuff in here.” 

Taehyung was totally fine with that. That only meant he would have the clue right on him. He put the ring inside his coat, and nodded to himself. He finally found something.

“Well, that’s all. I need to watch what happened here”, Taehyung said - and nodded toward the room to the left, where the door was broken. Hoseok just nodded as an answer - probably not caring. But his eyes landed interested on Yeontan. 

“Is he your partner?” Hoseok answered with a grin. Taehyung just nodded and patted Yentan’s head. 

“Good, you are smart”, Hoseok said. Taehyung frowned at him, and tilted his head. Hoseok just nodded to Taehyung once again. “Don’t trust anyone. Animals can’t speak and they won’t betray you. Humans, however? Ooooh, don’t get me started.” 

Taehyung didn’t know how to answer that. Yeontan have only been his partner for about a year. Before that Jimin was Taehyung’s partner in crime, and to be honest Taehyung liked that a lot too. Even though that their relationship was not so tight like it was before, and they call each other a lot when they are pissed off for some reason, Taehyung still missed those days. Working alongside Jimin - it was indeed something wonderful. 

“Well, yeah…” Taehyung finally let out. “…I’m off.” 

Hoseok waved him goodbye as Taehyung walked away from the kitchen, and out of the house. The rain had not calmed down, if something it was even worse. That’s why Taehyung and Yeontan quickly ran to the car. As soon as he got back into his car he took out his phone. He needs to get to the police station and tell Jimin what just happened. 

Don’t trust anyone.

Jimin. He could trust Jimin, right? Taehyung’s thumb rested on the call button as he stared at his screen. Well he needed to call Jimin either way, because he needed to see the surveillance camera. 

As Taehyung drove back he put Jimin on speaker - and waited until he would answer. 

For all the times Jimin always had his phone on - he didn’t have it on this time. Because no matter how much Taehyung called him; nobody answered. He called one time, two times, three, four and up to seven times before he gave up. Jimin was the only one that kept his contact with Taehyung when he quit one year ago. He couldn’t just walk in there now and think that he still works there.

Taehyung’s phone rang, and Taehyung quickly answered. 

“Motherfucker why didn’t you answer me”, he growled out on speaker. He expected Jimin to laugh, but instead he got an irritated sigh. And not from Jimin.

“Kim Taehyung?” 

‘What in the world.’ Taehyung glared down at the screen this time, and saw the one calling was not Jimin. Taehyung didn’t have this number. 

“Who is this?” Taehyung asked out. 

“Not motherfucker, I can tell you that”, the voice on the other side answered. “I was going to be a nice person and ask if you received our mail and this is what I get.” 

‘Mail…? What in the-’ Taehyung gasped loudly. Oh lord, he fucked up. He fucked up really big this time. 

“M… Min Yoongi…?” Taehyung whispered out. 

“Ding ding ding”, Yoongi growled on the other side. “As I see that you are busy with God knows what I will-” 

“Hey, wait”, Taehyung said before Yoongi got the chance to hang up. “No need to hang up on me!” 

“Well you aren’t the funniest person to talk to, if I can say it like that”, Yoongi hissed. Taehyung laughed an awkward laugh, and felt the awkwardness already appearing. He didn’t have much to say and neither did Yoongi. 

“Hey, boss”, Taehyung quickly said. He just realized something and didn’t want Yoongi to hang up on him. “I don’t wanna sound rude, but do you perhaps have surveillance cameras there?” 

The FBI and the police were basically twins. As Taehyung walked inside he instantly got the vibes of a police station - just that he had never been here before. Good thing that Yoongi was there to help him. He was just as pissed off as Taehyung imaged him to. He had never seen Yoongi before, but when he stepped inside the FBI and saw someone with black hair with a resting frown he didn’t need to think twice. It was nice that Yoongi offered him help to see the surveillance cameras - a real gentleman. 

Yoongi frowned down at Yeontan, and then he glared up at Taehyung. When they did eye contact Taehyung quickly bowed down. He knew Yoongi was the boss here; all the mails Taehyung got came from Min Yoongi. And now he took down his time to help Taehyung - and he was honored. 

“Why the dog?” Yoongi asked out in a raspy voice. Taehyung stood up straight again and slightly glared at his fellow friend on four legs. Yeontan was all wet from the rain they were just in outside, so he shook himself. 

“Partner in crime?” Taehyung let out in a light voice - and his answer somewhat came out like a question. Yoongi didn’t question him more though. Taehyung saw that Yoongi thought it was weird, but he didn’t say anything. 

Yoongi made a signal for Taehyung to follow him, and walked through the station. Taehyung followed, and made sure to take a good look around. Why didn’t he start to work here? The FBI was a police but also a detective company. It didn’t sound that bad, as long as he didn’t need to hold a gun.

Yoongi led Taehyung into a dark room with different screens in the wall. When the person inside saw Yoongi and Taehyung walk in he quickly bowed, before he left. Taehyung smirked for himself a bit. Even though he was sure that person bowed to Yoongi it felt like he bowed to him - it felt great to think that people would bow for him. Ah, imagine if he found this murder. The amount of respect he would get. 

“I don’t really understand why you need to see them, but here they are”, Yoongi said, and pointed toward the wall. “Whatever you need you’ll find it here.” 

Taehyung nodded quickly as a thank you, and sat down in the chair in front of all the screens. He used the mouse to click through different cameras up on that hill he just was on, trying to find the exact camera. 

Camera 4345. He found it. He knew - since he has been a cop before, that the hill had 4300 numbers on the cameras. No matter where you were all the cameras had the same number, so it didn’t take him long to find it.

The screen was recording right now, and Taehyung saw that Hoseok had put up the door again to make it seem that everything was normal. Taehyung double-clicked to see the entire recording, and started to drag the rewind button. 

“You’ve done this before”, Yoongi pointed out. He didn’t know Taehyung used to be a cop - the FBI got in contact with him about half a year ago. That’s how it should remain too. Taehyung wasn’t that close with the FBI to tell them what had happened, they were just helping him. 

“It should be… Around here…” Taehyung said, and stopped to rewind the video. It was still raining and it was still a bit dark - but the camera recorded it just as good as a film would. 

A silver car pulled up to the road - its registration number covered in black paint. Taehyung slightly clicked his tongue at that - the murder was indeed smart, but continued to watch the video. 

The door to the silver car opened, but before Taehyung could see anyone walk out the camera died - and became all black. Taehyung let his mouth fall open as he started at the black screen. The camera didn’t pick up any sound, but Taehyung could tell he was missing something big. 

“The fuck…” Yoongi hissed loudly. The camera started to work again a few seconds later, the silver car driving down at full speed and the door broken. Taehyung tired to rewind the video back, but it was still all black. 

“Someone must have deleted it…” Yoongi pointed out. 

‘I can tell’ Taehyung thought for himself. But he didn’t give up - he checked down the other cameras on that hill to see where the silver car went, and it went down on the big road at full speed. After that it drove as far away as it could and somewhat managed to avoid every camera. 

Taehyung sighed a huge sigh and turned around in the chair. Yoongi had a pissed off expression as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. 

“How could someone possibly delete that?” Taehyung asked Yoongi. He knew that would probably piss him off more - but Taehyung also started to get pissed off. This was his chance to catch this murder, something new had happened. 

The murder never took the families. It never did, only the child. But now, for some reason - the murder decided to take the family too. Except the older brother who was still at the police station. The point was that this murder of the Black Ring murder was different, and this might be Taehyung’s lucky shot. 

“Someone either got in and deleted the file or the camera just died”, Yoongi answered. “Which I doubt it did. So someone got into our system and deleted it.” 

Yoongi simply shrugged his shoulders, and Taehyung bit his underlip. Yoongi - the boss of the FBI took this… surprisingly good. Or maybe he didn’t wanna flip in front of Taehyung. 

Taehyung licked his dry lips, and slowly stood up. “Well, that’s kind of it… Maybe the police station has the full video?” 

Yoongi shook his head a bit skeptical. “I don’t think so, but door is open to try. You have my number now; call me if you found anything.” 

Taehyung nodded as an answer, and Yoongi gave him a thumb up. They both walked out of the dark room and to the main office. Taehyung could see everyone getting stressed, running from one end of the room to the other. Seven minutes ago this was not what was going on. 

“Sir!” a guy said, and bowed in front of Yoongi. “The police station called! The family of Kim Jooseok is gone!” 

Yoongi’s eyes widened ever so slightly, and he looked shocked at Taehyung. ‘You knew?’ Yoongi said with his lips. Now understood why Taehyung checked that camera. Taehyung nodded, and whispered back that he went to the house earlier today. 

“I’ll go down to investigate”, Yoongi answered to the man in front of him. The man in front of them bowed once again, before he ran his own way. Yoongi looked at Taehyung, and nodded toward the entrance. “You coming too?” 

Well, he was not a cop. His job was not to find clues. Above that, he had been there just an hour ago. So Taehyung simply shook his head and told Yoongi that it wasn’t his job. Yoongi answered with an eye roll, before he left with his colleagues. Taehyung had no more business here, so after waiting a while for Yoongi to leave so it wouldn’t get awkward he left the building. He stepped into the elevator and pressed on the button. 

No footage. No witnesses. Nothing, expect…

Taehyung took up the black ring. Nothing expects a black ring. J. J. H. That was the only clue he got. 

Back at his office it was dark outside, and after so many hours the rain had calmed down a bit. Taehyung sat at his desk and tried to put the small clues he had together. 

All of the killed children come from rich families Always found in either a bush or in a lake, one day after they had been killed probably.  Always a black ring around a finger. The second weekend each month. The family never knew anything about this, nor did they notice that their child was away.

That was all the clues Taehyung had after twelve months. And still, nothing could lead him to the murder. Anyone could be the murder. 

Taehyung once again inspected the black ring Hoseok had found in the house. J. J. H. It did sound familiar, in some way. 

Taehyung opened his laptop and wrote the letters down. J. J. H. And as soon as he hit search thousands of pages popped up. 

Slightly confused, he tilted his head as he read what it stood. ‘What… Sports… Company?’ J. J. H was a sports company, with different outfits for working out. Taehyung was just confused, and clicked on images. When he did so pictures of models modeling in the sport clothes showed themselves. This was definitely not what Taehyung was looking for. 

On one picture, he saw four models together. And everyone wore a black ring around one finger. Now it wasn’t like there was only one person in the entire world making black rings, that’s not what Taehyung thought. The rings just caught his eyes. 

He clicked on the web address, and got into the main page. The picture was taking one week ago, uploaded yesterday. The headline over the picture was a bit interesting for Taehyung as well. 

Jeon Jungkook seems to like the black rings!

Scrolling a bit down Taehyung saw that in this photoshoot a famous athlete so called Jungkook joined and took pictures. It also stood something along the lines that he really liked the jewelry, especially the signature black rings. 

‘Jeon Jungkook.’ Taehyung let that name sink into his brain. He was not a model; he just joined like a special. And he really liked the signature black rings. 

Taehyung quickly wrote it down on a paper. ‘Suspect - the J. J. H Company. A black ring found in the house that just got robbed. (Kidnapped).’ Taehyung flipped the paper and continued. ‘Jeon Jungkook, famous athlete. Suspected (?) He seems to like the black rings. Further investigation soon happening.’ 

In the middle of Taehyung writing stuff down his phone started to vibrate on the table, waking Yeontan up with a yelp. Taehyung also jumped a bit in his chair, and leaned over to see the screen. 

When he saw who called he rolled his eyes playfully - and answered. 

“Did you die or what?” Taehyung said into the phone, and Jimin laughed. 

“I need to work too, you know. I can’t always answer you.”

Taehyung hummed into the phone, and leaned back in his chair. He could hear that Jimin was still at the police station from all the voices behind him. 

“Did you know that this murder is a bit strange?” Jimin then said into the phone. “The family is gone. The entire house was empty, not even a single clue left behind.” 

Taehyung hummed once again, this time feeling something in his stomach go up and down as he stared at the black ring on his desk. There were clues. A black ring and J J. H. 

But Hoseok told him; don’t trust anyone. Do it alone with your dog, because he won’t betray you. But should Taehyung tell Jimin about his investigation? 

The first chapter is done - and now it is your turn to steer the story. Should Taehyung tell his fellow friend about what he has found, or should he listen to Hoseok’s advice and keep it all to himself? EVERY VOTING HAS A HUGE CHANGE FOR THE STORY. Tomorrow I will upload a poll on my Twitter, make sure to vote! 

[hardflowerrebel]

I have written a fanfic, I don't know if it's gonna be any good but here we go

[moonhoweller]

flirtaus >> bts outcast

WHO IS JUNG HOSEOK

HE’S LYING

HE’S TELLING THE TRUTH

choose wisely... 

[kpop4life881]

PlayTime

PlayTime Word Count: 5552 Genre: Horror/Angst

For the contest: jiminmusing3k

Her dark mysterious eyes stared ahead at the quiet TV, the words forcing a smirk to appear on her fragile face. “Breaking News! 7 bodies of what seems to be teenage boys were found in a deserted parking lot with no such sign of a killer. Though each person was aligned a way to show a certain message the murderer had left. The message had spelled out, Bad People Deserve These Kind Of Punishments. We don’t know who did this or what their intentions are but we will get back to you after these following commercials!“ The news reporter explained, picking up her papers and tapping the bottom to get the thin slips even with another.

"They deserved it…” She muttered to herself, sitting in the chair watching the TV flip off and turn into a cast full of stupid little cartoons wanting you to buy the shitty things they offer. The girl scoffed as she stood up. “They weren’t innocent! They literally helped make my friend kill herself! If it wasn’t for them, she would be here with me right now. Maybe then they would actually be alive.” She sighed, walking into her kitchen for another few ounces of the devil’s juice. She pulled out the bottle of soju, pouring some in a cup with dark dull eyes as she thought of her past.

*Flashback*

“Y/N!!” Her best friend Melody yelled from across the room as she ran over to her. Y/N smiled at her, her eyes shining as her best friend crushed her in a bone crushing hug. “How was your weekend?” Melody asked, squeezing the girl ever so tightly. “It was okay, how was yours?” Y/N replied, pulling away with curious eyes. “It was good, just…you know…stayed home.” Melody shrugged, pulling at her sleeves. “Melody…you didn’t…” Y/N shook her head at her friend before pulling her into another hug. Y/N was shorting than her friend by a couple inches but that didn’t stop her at all. “Don’t let them get to your head. They are jackasses who are gonna go to hell when they die. They aren’t gonna have a good life in their future unlike us. If we try our best, our future’s will be bright!” Y/N reassured, rubbing her best friend’s back.

“I don’t think so.” Her friend mumbled more to herself than Y/N. “Hm?” Y/N hummed, pulling away from the warming hug with curious eyes. “Nothing, Nothing at all. Let’s get to class.” Her friend smiled, wrapping her arm around the shoulder of the shorter one. Little did Y/N know, that that morning was gonna be the last time she ever spoke or seen her alive.

*lunchtime*

“Emergency! We have a girl here who’s unconscious! I repeat we have a girl unconscious in the stairwell here. It seems she isn’t breathing! I repeat we have-” That’s all Y/N needed to know as she peered around the corner. There laid her friend, death written all around her. The puddle of blood next to her cut open wrist, the rope burn around her neck was all too much for her to take in. “Y/F/N?” The girl whispered as she watched the EMT’s run over to her from the back door of the stairwell. The girl felt her body pale as she watched the body of her best friend be slid on a gurney. Her eyes watered up, and her mind shut down while she fell to her knees. “It can’t be her…” She thought as she looked up to them covering the girl up with a plastic body bag. “No! No! No!” She screamed, as she quickly scrambled to her feet and ran over to them.

“She’s not dead!” The girl yelled, throwing the body bag zipper down. The girl gasped as she saw her friends very pale and limp body. “No! wake up! You can’t leave me!!!” She yelled, pressing on her chest to give her CPR. “You can’t be dead,…you promised to stay with me till the end…” The girl cried, falling to her knees in front of the gurney. “What is this girl’s name Miss?” One of the EMT guys asked, rubbing her back with his ungloved hand that he had taken off seconds before her outburst.

“Her name is Y/F/F/N, and she was my best friend. She promised she wouldn’t do this. She promised to stay with me…” The girl whispered, tears streaming down her face even more. “Miss…I’m gonna need to question you after. If that’s alright with you.” The police officer asked, walking up to her shaking body. The girl nodded, knowing she’ll want some answers from them as well. The EMT helped the girl up as she shakily stood up to follow the police officer. “Where were you when this happened?” Asked Officer Walter as they walked to his police cruiser. “All I did was go to the bathroom for lunch to do my business and she promised to meet me outside the cafeteria which I was gonna go after I took a bathroom break.” The girl explained in tears before her eyes caught sight of the bastards who made this happen.

“You!” She yelled angrily, glaring at the group of boys. They looked over at her with wide eyes before giving off their “innocent” smiles. “You killed her!! You pushed her to her limit and killed my best friend!! I hate you!! You’ll pay for this you dicks!!!” She screamed, her eyes spilling tears as she stared at them with sad yet furious eyes. “I don’t know what you’re on about Y/N. Your best friend was our best friend as well. We’re sorry for your loss Y/N. Maybe her family was her problem.” Yoongi frowned slightly but turned away with the rest of his friends. She could feel the smirks leaking off their faces. “You’ll pay for this…” She thought as she watched their bodies retreat to the courtyard.

The girl walked into school a year later, her whole look much more different than what she used to wear. Instead of her old hoodies and jeans, she opted to black skinny jeans and leather jackets. Instead of always have a braid in her hair, she lets her hair down in curls. Her face wasn’t bare but covered with mascara, eyeliner and a red lipstick and foundation, the perfect shade for her skin tone. Her nails were freshly painted black and her old converses, thrown away for some black combats boots. She wore low cut dark colored t-shirts, either plain or very little detail to them. She knew what she was doing so a month before, she got herself contacts instead of glasses, letting her brown eyes shine brightly. “Oh my god…who is she..?” People whispered all around, her eyes staying straight ahead, her hand fiddling with her black triangle shaped earrings.

“Damn is she hot…” Guys and even jealous girls whispered around her in awe. It was her last year, and she was determined to get along with the Kingkas for her plan to begin stage 1. The fringe in her hair was perfectly settled as smirked at the Kingkas all sitting around laughing at some dumb joke Taehyung had made. Her eyes made contact with Yoongi as her eye fell down in a wink. His cheeks tinted red as she walked past him, her whole exterior of her own person showing pure confidence while her interior held insecurity from all the stares. Thank the lord she took her anxiety medication right before so she wouldn’t show any sign of her symptoms. “Who’s that?” Y/N heard Jungkook whisper ever so loudly as her body walked further and further away. “Your worst nightmare.” She thought as her smirk rose.

“Hey babe, you should come sit with us.” A voice mumbled from near her ear as her smile broke into a smirk. “Is that so? I mean. You wouldn’t wanna be seen with a little old nerd like me.” She said ever so innocently. “You don’t look like a nerd baby girl…” He whispered in her ear as his hands laid themselves on her hips. She turned around to look at the dumb jock in front of her with a sweet smile. “I would rather not babe.” She rolled her eyes as her voice came out ever so mockingly. “Come on baby girl, i could teach you a good time later on… He smirked, running his hands up and down her sides ever so slowly. “Talk like that to me again, and i will end you.” She threatened before lifting her foot up like a bolt of lightening and kicking him to the ground. His eyes went wide as a loud groan left his lips when his body connected to the cold tile ground. “Damn woman!” He groaned, holding his crotch, as he held in the pain. “Tata!” She smiled as she slightly waved before walking off with a smirk.

“I could get used to this power, but back to the mission.” She thought as she walked over to an empty table. She sat down on the seats, her mind on the food that she placed in front of her. “You put her up to it! Didn’t you!” The jock yelled, before a body then crashed into a nearby table. The girl gasped a little in shock before turning her head to the boy. Something kicked into her as she quickly rushed to his side to help him up. “Little miss princess is coming over to save her fuck buddy.” The jock laughed as the girl flared up at him. “Fuck off! I didn’t have to read any of your messages on your phone to know that you have an STD from the last girl you ducked you douchebag! Leave this man alone! He has nothing to do with this! You’re just upset you failed on getting another girl to have some one night fucking stand with! Well sorry honey! I ain’t your girl! Now leave him and myself alone asshole!” She snapped, helping the young man up. She knew who he was. He was one of them, the boys she had to get revenge on. “Thanks.” He smiled this cute little eye smile as she helped him to his feet. Once the man left she brushed herself off from any of the man’s fowl germs before bowing to the boy. “Sorry for causing this mess.” She smiled guiltily, before turning away from him.

“Wait! Would you wanna sit with us? Maybe if you get some attention I with my gang, none of those scumbags will come near you.” Jimin smiled, holding the girl’s wrist. “I would love that.” She smiled, before walking over to her stuff, picking it up and following him to his table. She knew what she was getting herself into. “Stage 1 starts now…” She thought as she talked ever so friendly to the Kingkas of the very school her friend had ended her life, yet the boys still didn’t even realize who she truly was.

*1 year later*

The boys and her had finally finished high school with the point of being best friends and their diplomas in their hands. Little did the boys ever know it was gonna be their biggest accomplishment of their lives and their only accomplishment that could show that they were to succeed in life. “Hey guys! Meet me at this awesome lake house by 4. It’s so cool! I can’t wait to start this vacation off great with you guys!” Y/N texted the group chat as she stood outside the place all her revenge will end and succeed. She knew where to take each one, what she’ll do to each boy, and what fatal kill weapon will be with her as she did so. Multiple replies from each boy were written to her as she placed everything where she wanted. She didn’t dare look at them though, as the feeling of guilt will slowly eat her insides and rattle her bones. “For your best friend…” She mumbled as the last few things were placed in the way she wanted as she slowly wiped the single tear from her eye.

At a little after 4, the boys’ vehicle rolled up to the lake house, 7 boys piling out of the now parked car. “Y/N!!!” yelled Jungkook, as he quickly ran over and scooped up the smaller girl in his pale arms. “Kookie!” She cooed ever so happily as she ruffled up his hair. She greeted each boy with a great big smile but when it came to Namjoon, she didn’t know why but her heart hurt more than the others. He knew who she was, they both even had a one on one talk about it. She gently hugged him, her smile going smaller than the others and she squeezed him lightly.

“Hey…” She mumbled against his chest as she wanted the hug as passionate as possible. “He’s go last…” She thought as she slowly pulled away, smiling gently at him before turning and grinning. “Let’s have fun!!!” She yelled happily, running towards the lake with a black and white flowered sundress on. “Something isn’t right with her today. She’s hiding something…and i think it’s something that’ll haunt her…by the terror written in her eyes, something isn’t good, and I need to help her.” Namjoon thought as he watched the girl quickly run with all the other boys, leaving him in the dust.

“We should all play a game of hide and seek after roasting those delicious marshmallows tonight!” yelled Taehyung, not realizing he just put all the boys in a mess of their own, that they may never live long enough to tell. “Perfect!” yelled Y/N and Jungkook at the same time before fits of giggles left both their lips.

*4 hours later*

The sun was slowly setting as they all gathered around the fire pit, the flames glowing brightly in the night. “We should play hide and seek now!” giggled Y/N, as she cuddled up to Namjoon, her body sharing a fleece with his. The boys cheered ever so happily as Namjoon just nodded. “Okay! I’ll be it while you sweethearts go hide! I’ll give you three minutes before i come get you. The only rule is not to go near the car at all!” She smiled as her head stayed nuzzled into Namjoon’s shoulder. “Ready? Go!! 1…2…3..” She counted as all the boys, even Namjoon got up with her words. They fled from the campfire as the sun set lower and lower in the gloomy sky while she hide herself under the blanket and pulling out the specially sharpened switchblade to kill the first boy she finds. “120…121…!” She yelled, her body slipping from the blanket. “Go to the car first and get dressed first…that way you’re more protected, just in case any accidents happen.” She thought as she quietly creeped over to the car, her switchblade in her back pocket and out of plain sight. She unlocked her car door using her key, and pulled out her black dufflebag. She threw on her black tattered sweatshirt, black skinny jeans, and under that sweatshirt laid a black bulletproof vest. She knew one may have a gun, just in case of bears and all. “Ready or not…here i come!!” She yelled as she slipped her black pistol in the gun holder, before strapping that to her waist, hidden away from eye sight by the large sweatshirt. She crept into the woods, her footsteps from her tattered converses quietly echoing in the dark night.

She used the slight nocturnal vision people get when they are used to no light near their eyes to walk her way through. She looked around, her eyes trying to catch some sort of movement nearby her moving body. She heard a soft giggle as she quickly shifted to the sound. Her smirk grew higher as she walked toward the noise. “Found you Jimin!” She giggled, looking at the boy in the bushes. He smiled happily, the shadow of his eye smile being seen from her eyes. “Look Jimin…the sunset looks so beautiful…” She smiled, going up to him. The boy turned around with a happy sigh, staring at the small amount of coloring left in the dark sky. “You wanna know something even more beautiful than that…” She asked, as she slowly pulled out the switchblade, flicking it open by her side ever so silently. “What…?” He asked, still looking at the wonderful colors. “Your blood on my hands you bastard…” She growled in his ear as she shoved the knife inside the pale skin of his toned body. The boy fell to his knees after the girl thrusted the bloody blade out of his wounded body.

“This is for my best friend you bastard…” She hissed, kicking him the wound as he whimpered out. She leaned over him, pressing the tip of the knife against the skin covering the poor vital organ which can slowly end his life with one simple thrust. “Have fun in hell…” She whispered to him before thrusting the knife twice into his heart as the boy whimpered one last time before his body slowly shut down before the slightly bloody girl.

The girl slowly stood up with dark eyes, her next victim in for more than he would ever think. She walked quietly through the dry leaves as best as she could, the crinkling noise only pissing the girl off more and more. “1 down….6 to go.” She smirked to herself as she looked around with an even more determined mindset on finding all the boys. She saw a ditch up ahead, just big enough to fit a person inside it. “Hmmm…” She hummed softly as she circled around it to get the person from behind. She looked down into the pit but there laid no one. “Darn…” She pouted, backing away. She turned and her eyes laid on leg peeking out from behind a rock. “Hmm..seems no one’s here..” She mumbled, a small smirk on her face as she went the other way around the rock. The boy peeked from the side where his leg was but what he didn’t expect was the feeling of a cold blade laying on his pale neck. His eyes widened as he looked up to see the person, but sadly, his neck was slowly being slit open, 1 centimeter at a time.

“This is for picking on Y/F/N Taehyung….” She whispered ever so darkly in his ear as his blood slowly rushed down his neck. The boy choked on his air as the pain rushed through his body. As slow as the blade was going, the body was going as well. That was until he went limp and fell sideways on the ground, pale skin flushed with blood.

“2 down…” She thought as she wiped her hands on her pants before walking away to find the third man of her night. “Y/N….oh Y/N….are you okay…?” A voice whispered around her. Her eyes widened as she looked around to the owner of that certain voice. “No….I’m not okay…” She heard her voice whisper in her mind ever so vividly. “The hell?” She thought as she frantically looked around in desperation. Her mind slowly brought an image to her eyes as she remembered the moment she had a certain day of the school year.

*Flashback* There she laid, her face in her pillow, and her mind filled with all the memories of her friend replaying over and over again. “Why couldn’t it have been?” She sobbed, clutching the pillow ever so tightly. Tears leaked out of her pained eyes as the 1 year anniversary of her friend’s death was all she knew of. Her phone buzzed ever so loudly in her ears as it vibrated violently on her nightstand. “Ugh! Leave me the fuck alone!!” She screamed as she harshly grabbed the annoying phone. “Go away…” she muttered once she answered the phone, causing the annoying ringtone to dissipate. “Well hello to you too.” The man chuckled, leaving the girl to cry just a little more. “Y/N…are you okay…?” Namjoon asked as his tone of voice became the one filled with worry. “No…” She sobbed, looking at her blood crusted arm. “I’m coming over.” Namjoon sternly called as shuffling was then heard from the other line. “N-no…it’s fine…please don’t come. It’s raining horribly, a-and i don’t want you hurt…” She hiccuped, as she heard the jingle of keys. “See you soon sweetheart.” He mumbled before the line cut off. The girl sat up quickly, her head spinning just a little as she stumbled off her bed. She quickly shuffled to the bathroom, the blood still faintly in the sink, her arm covered. She scrubbed away at her arm, only to open the cuts once again. She winced from the pain as she quickly wrapped it with some gauze and went on to clean the sink. The towel was faintly red when she was done cleaning the now white porcelain sink. She walked out of the bathroom, her head still slightly spinning as she walked downstairs to the laundry room.

“Y/N….” A voice whispered as she lifted her eyes from the drenched towel, the water dripping to the wooden floor, a slight pink hue in it. She dropped the towel in shock as she came eye and eye with a shocked Namjoon. He quickly stormed up to her and pulled her into a tight embrace. “Why…?” His voice cracked as he rubbed her back. “Y-you wouldn’t understand…” She sobbed, hugging him back. He slowly lifted her up in his arms and carried her to her own dark room. His arms laid her down on her warm bed as she sniffled, trying to stop herself from pathetically crying. Namjoon laid down next to her, his heart beating rapidly as he pulled her closer to his slightly wet clothes body. “You can tell me sweetheart…I’m here for you..” He whispered, looking into her eyes. Her eyes were glued to his dark ones as they laid together. She slowly leaned closer, her lips softly laying on his. They both closed their eyes as the kiss lingered just a little longer before they both ended up pulling away, both faces red as a tomato. “S-sorry..” She stuttered out in a whisper, her soft eyes tinted red from all the crying.

“It was my best friend I was thinking of….she killed herself last year on this exact day…she haunts me in my thoughts…I miss her…” Y/N mumbled, turning her back to him. “Hey…I’m sorry that ever happened you know? I didn’t think the boys would go that far as they did…I would have stopped it if I had know what she was feeling.” Namjoon replied, his arms snaking around her waist. “Can you stay with me tonight…? I-i just n-need someone right now…” She stuttered, turning around once again and rested her head on his shoulder. “Okay…” He whispered near her ear as he rubbed her back even more. “I-I think I fell for you Namjoon…that’s not a good thing for me to do…” She yawned as her mind spaced off into her nightmares for another night.

*Flashback Ends*

She found herself gripping her hair as she remembered that night, the night she realized what she felt for a certain man. She didn’t like it. She shouldn’t have been that close with them, to cause her to fall in love with the man who helped her from her thoughts. “Get back in the game! You have a mission to complete!” Her subconscious yelled as she quickened her pace. She saw a body leaned up against a tree, her mind taking a dark toll as she quickly held her switchblade closer than before. She ran behind the man ever so quietly, quickly stabbing his arm and walking in front of him. “Poor little Jin…does it hurt sweet little angel?” She smiled softly as the man whimpered in pain. “Why did you just do that?!” He groaned out, the pain very evident as his arm bled more and more. She quickly pulled it out, and stabbed it in his jugular vein instead, blood gushed on her face as she quickly backed away and spit out the drops of bloody spit out of her mouth. “That’s from my best friend to you.” She smirked as the body went limp against the tree. She thrusted the knife out, watching the body fall into a small pile of leaves and twigs. “3 down…” She thought as she walked off, her sleeve wiping off any blood left on her face.

She quickly jogged over to the lake, her mind on the little shack and the many hiding spots inside there. She jogged up to the small house, her grin evident as she quietly opened and closed the door behind her. She saw a body slump under a dark shadowed desk, her blade slipping into her pocket closed and her pistol being slipped out of its holder and into her steady hand. She knew who the sleeping man was, her mind on shooting ever part of his body until he bleeds out. She put her specialized silencer on and made sure it was tight before she pointed it at the young man. “The fun begins and ends here Yoongi.” She smirked as she shot both his legs twice, in the same place, them to his arms and the straight to his crotch. The man woke up and immediately yelled out in pain. “Fuck!” The girl laughed softly as she let him sit there in pain for 2 minutes before she decided to just end him, the blood getting to much for her to actually handle. She walked over quietly, crouching right next to him as she grinned. ” Welcome to my world bitch!” She seethed, before lifting her gun and shooting him straight in the forehead, ending him then and there. “4 down! 3 to go!” She giggled as she got up, the insane side of her coming out.

She ran over to the house, opening and closing the door gently, not wanting to make a peep out of anything around her. She tiptoed around and into Jungkook’s bedroom to find the closet shut and the bed slightly messy. She just wanted to end them in one way or another. She decided that the person under the bed shall die first. She slipped the gun slightly under the bed and pressed the trigger. Blood splattered all under the bed as her hand and fun came out slightly Crimson. She then walked to the closet, sliding open the door but only was pushed back and against the wall, her hand with the gun pressed against the wall and her free hand behind her back. “What are you doing you psycho!” Jungkook yelled, pinning her painfully against it. “I-I..” She stuttered out, seeing her little Kookie fearful but angry only scared her. “I-I’m sorry Kookie.. I didn’t know what I was doing…I promise to let you go quickly…” She pouted, but quickly kicked him where the sun don’t shine, lifting the gun to his heart and pulled the trigger. There laid the cute little bunny who had her back a few times and was very shy yet she didn’t seem to care…not yet..

She walked out of the house, her mind on one more man, one that would be the hardest for her to do. “Y/N!” A voice yelled as she looked around for his handsome face. “Namjoon!!” Her voice yelled in her mind as she once again went into flashback mode.

*Flashback*

Her nose leaked blood as the girl smirked at her. “Poor poor Y/N. This is what you get for fucking kissing my man!” She laughed, before lifting her leg up and throwing a quick shove with her foot and into the bleeding girl’s stomach. The girl lost her breath for a minute as she fell back against the hard tile like floor. Her head smashed against the hard tile as she cried out in immense pain. The other girl gasped as a slightly warm sticky substance came leaking out of the pained teen. “I-I didn’t mean t-to d-do this! I-I’m so sorry!” The girl whimpered, backing away and running off, leaving the girl in horrible pain. She shakily grabbed her phone, sliding it across to emergency and typing in the number for the officers. “H-help…” She coughed, her head spinning as blood gently spilled from her head. The phone dropped out of her hand as her vision was blurring. “She’s in here!” A voice yelled, as two sets of footsteps ran in. “Y/N…” A soothing voice mumbled, his body kneeling beside her. She turned toward him, her vision fading in and out as she stared at him. “I’m here baby…don’t worry…you’re not gonna leave me. I promise.” Namjoon’s voice mumbled, his hand taking her slightly bloody one. “N-Namjoon…i might get to be with her….she’s waiting for me..” Y/N whispered, her hand weakly squeezing his. THe other girl ran out when the paramedics arrived, only Namjoon staying by her side. “Don’t say things like that. You’ll be okay. I know you will. Y/N you’re a strong girl, you’ll make it through.” He smiled softly, helping the paramedics to get her on the gurney. “N-Namjoon….the light looks so pretty though…so peaceful…” She whispered, her eyes moving away from his to the bright lights on the bland ceiling. “No! You aren’t leaving me! She wouldn’t want you to do this! Y/N!!” Namjoon yelled as her eyes began to flutter in and out of the world. “N-Namjoon!” She weakly yelled back to him, her bloody hand reaching back to him as she was wheeled away from the scene.

*Flashback Ends*

Her mind was cut off with a pain in her right thigh. “Fuck!” She cursed as she fell to her knees in pain. “You killed them all!’ His voice yelled as she stared at the blood oozing into her pants. She looked up at him, her eyes filling with tears. “I did it for you…for us…and for her..” She whimpered, pressing her hand against the wound. “They were your friends!! They were my brothers!!” He yelled angrily, hesitantly walking up to her, the gun pointed firmly at her. “Namjoon you have to understand. They caused me to do this. They hurt my friend…they caused her death!! They deserved this!!” She yelled back desperately, before slowly standing back up. “You planned this..” He growled, his aim following the girl as she limped up to him just a little. “I love you Namjoon. I had to do this. It was revenge…revenge helps the soul…” She sighed, her hand still pressed to her thigh. “Put the gun down Namjoonie…please…” She whimpered, her balance almost being lost. “I-I love you too…I-I don’t get why you had to kill them though…” He sighed, putting the gun in his back pocket before wrapping his arms around the girl. She hugged back, a few tears slipping down her guilty face. “Kiss me…please…” She whispered, moving her face close to his. He nodded before smashing their lips together.

They passionately molded with one another as he held her in his arms. Little did he know through all the passion, she grabbed his gun, cocked it, and pointing it the in his back and pulled the trigger. She pulled away from him quickly as he looked at her with wide eyes. “Y/N….why…?” He breathed out, holding his wound as he fell to his knees. “I had to do this…its for my friend…” She cried as she got to her knees and held him. “I love you Namjoon…I always will…” She whispered before letting him go in peace with one last single breath leaving his mouth. She sobbed as she held the man’s body in her arms. They weren’t dating…they never were…but they both knew of their love for one another and that was all she needed to keep living on…to know the man she loved would still be watching over her, even if he probably hated her by now.

*Actual Flashback Ends*

She sat on the couch, tears spilling out of her eyes once again at all the horrid memories. “Happy Birthday to me…” She hiccuped, another ounce of liquor pouring in her mouth as the news continued on the bad deeds she had done. “I’m sorry Namjoon..” She sobbed, only to feel a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay Y/N…playtime has only began baby girl…” His dark voice chuckled as his hands snaked around her neck. “What the hell!?” She yelled, struggling against the multiple arms around her. “Let’s have some fun…” They laughed darkly. No one knew whatever happened to the girl, the only remains left of her is the gold locket her best friend left her. People say she had gone batshit crazy and threw herself in the lake to drown with the bodies of her friend, but others say she was dragged to the pits of hell to burn for an eternity.

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