#jk chapter10

[ellebabywrites]

Judas Kiss 10 - Mark Lee (FINALE)

Type : Series // Angst // Fluff // Smut // Gang!au

Warnings : Violence // Character Deaths // Cussing

Summary : There’s only one rule. You protect your own. None of you had chosen this life, but sticking together was the only way to survive it. When one of you dies and things start going wrong, the boy that saved you once on a whim, might be the only one who can keep you together.

Author Note : We’re finally at the end of Judas Kiss !! This series has been so much fun and my absolute FAVOURITE thing to write !! I’ve fallen in love with all of the characters (yes even Judas) and hope you guys have too - this isn't ‘totally’ the end because there’s still so many reveals to come in the spin offs, and who knows, maybe we’ll get a happy ending epilogue... Please give me some feedback on what you’ve thought about this whole series, it would really mean a lot (loool please validate me)

Your head whips around, weapon at the ready, assuming it was one of Bangtan who had taken out King so quickly. When you see Rikky bleeding and hunched over against the wall, you lower your gun, thankful that he was okay and here to help.

“Rikky thank fuck! Help us get Ty down from here,” Mark and you moved to help Ty, grimacing at the hooks, trying to figure out how to get him out without doing even more damage.

Rikky laughs.

It’s sinister, cold, empty. Chills run up and down your spine at the sound. He laughed. It’s a sound you’re familiar with, but something in it this time makes you feel sick. You don’t want to turn around and face him, you don’t want to have what’s left of your world crash down around you. But he’s still laughing.

Mark turns around first, eyes wide and fists clenched. When you bring yourself to look, you see the rest of Bangtan by Rikky’s side, smirking. Yoongi is directly by his side, watching as Rikky continues the dramatics, hunching over wheezing like this is the funniest thing he’s ever seen. Finally standing up straight, he stretches his arms out and clicks his back and sends you a sickening smile as he points his gun at Yoongi, shooting him and the others dead in a matter of seconds.

“Ugh they were so annoying,” he grumbles, wiping off the drops of blood that had splattered onto his chin.

“Rikky what are you doing…” you hate how small your voice is, but everything is happening so fast you’re worried that one wrong word would bring it all down.

“Aw my sweet baby Y/N,” he takes a step forward and Mark pulls you back, “this little game has been SO much fun, but you see, I am getting rather bored.” He takes another step closer to the two of you, swinging his gun back and forth haphazardly. Mark aims his own gun, not caring that it’s Rikky, only that you’re safe.

“Uh uh uh Markie boy,” Rikky just laughs at his attempts, you really have no idea what he’s capable of and he finds it adorable. “Put the gun down before I blow her brains out okay?”

“What is this!?” Mark shouts, lowering his weapon but keeping a solid grip in case Rikky tries anything else.

“This? This is the big finale! Playing the good guy was getting SO tedious, it was time we wrapped it up don’t you think?” You can’t even look at him. This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. It’s just a nightmare and you need to wake up. He laughs again. “Let me tell you, it was fun while it lasted. I mean, you guys had no idea! So cute! And then you thought it was King and hell if I wasn’t going to roll with that idea!”

“Why are you doing this?! We’re supposed to be family!” Mark yells, anger growing as the pieces start to come together in his mind.

“Family!” He scoffs, “We were never a family Mark! Just lost children King collected to make himself feel better for all the shit he did! Family, please...grow up. King was a terrible father and a terrible leader; do you know how hard it was to live with him for this long? Following his rule, all while knowing I would do it so much better!”

“So what? You did all of this so you could take over from King? You killed all those people for some sort of power trip!?”

“Ughh Mark don’t you pay any attention? I was booored! King played too nice, it was driving me crazy. But that’s over now.” Rikky stopped about two feet in front of you, demeanour suddenly turning serious as he stared you both down. “I’m in charge now.”

“C’mon I know you hate me and everything Y/N but you could at least look at me,” he whines. This whole time you’ve kept your eyes focused on the ground, scared of what you’ll see when you look at him.

“I could never hate you Rikky,” you whisper out, and it’s the truth. For years Rikky has been your brother, he may not have believed in the family, but you did. Even now you loved him.

“Aww really!” He clutched his chest dramatically and pouted when you finally raised your eyes to his, “I killed Johnny Y/N.”

“Okay, maybe I do hate you,” and just like that the love is gone.

“There we go! Listen guys, there’s so much more to this than your tiny little minds could ever understand. King , King I’ve wanted to kill for . A . While . So this was really cathartic for me , thank you for that.” Rikky shoots finger guns at King’s dead body, walking around both you and Mark so he could kick at his legs a few times, making sure he was really dead. “But Johnny…. he was my favourite. Johnny was never apart of the plan, but he just got too close. He always had to know everything, he couldn’t just….Stop.” He looks at you and watches as the tears start dripping down your cheeks, loving the way you keep a scowl on your face despite of it. He always did love riling you up. “Yeah I couldn’t kill Johnny….I did make Namjoon do it though.”

You want to kill him. You want to claw out his eyeballs and cut out his tongue. You want to beat him so hard that he becomes nothing but a pile of bloody mush on the cold ground. This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. The thought replays over and over in your mind. Mark still standing protectively in front of you, but having to hold himself back just the same. This entire time it was him. While you would sit and cry and scream about everything that was going wrong; all the clues that led back to King; fighting for every piece of your heart - it was all Rikky. He sat there; encouraging you all to turn against King, making you believe that he had betrayed you, betrayed Johnny.

King. King was innocent. King had tried to protect you, tried to get you to leave, and you had spat in his face and told him he didn’t care. And now he was dead. A minute ago he was standing right in front of you, looking so scared, and now he was dead.

You can’t keep it in any longer, standing here listening to Rikky laugh and joke about everything he’s done like it’s all been some big game and he’s the winner. Without thinking about it, you launch yourself at him. Baring your teeth and trying to grab whatever you could so you could throw him to the ground. But again, Rikky just laughs at your predictable reaction; swinging back his own fist and punching you in the jaw.

You’re knocked down and the taste of blood fills your mouth, but you won’t give up. Mark’s not far behind you, charging at Rikky and managing to get one good punch in before he’s shot in the shoulder. Rikky laughs maniacally at you both. It’s truly funny to him. Out of all the ways he’d envisioned his charade coming to an end - this was by far the most entertaining. He’d never shown his true strength, never let on what he was actually capable of. Playing the small, weak, funny guy for so long was such a waste of his talents.

“No!” you scream, seeing blood soak through Mark’s shirt and a pale look wash over his face. You can’t lose him. Rikky has taken every single person you love away from you, he doesn’t get to take Mark too. You try to attack him again but Rikky throws you back on the ground with ease.

You feel him move to straddle your waist, his hands grip around your throats, squeezing tightly. He laughs again.

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to do this,” he snarled, tightening his grips even more and ignoring the way you desperately try and pull his hands away from you. “Give up Y/N, I won. There is nothing you can do.”

Your vision starts to blur as it becomes harder and harder to keep fighting back. Your legs stop kicking, you stop clawing at his hands. He was right.

Just before you give in completely and let Rikky take you too, there’s another gunshot and suddenly Rikky is lying over the top of you. Holding no grip against your neck as he pins you down with the dead weight of his body. You choke out, desperate for air, somehow managing to find the strength to roll his body off you, revealing the red stain that covered your chest.

And then there’s Mark. He lifts you up into his arms and holds your body close, hand cupping the back of your head and burying you in his chest. “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s over now,” He whispers and you feel yourself finally break. You mould yourself into his chest and sob, letting him stroke your hair and squeeze you tightly as he tried to calm himself down too.

“Y/N we need to get Ty and go, c’mon baby let’s go.”

Mark holds Ty’s lifeless body up while you try to pull the fish hooks from his skin. He screams in pain and it breaks your heart, but at least he’s alive.

“I’m sorry Ty, I’m sorry, just one more,” Mark has the whole of Ty’s weight leaning against him as you try and get him down. You can’t believe that Rikky could have done this to him. At this point you don’t think you’ll ever stop crying.

“We gotta go,” Ty whimpers as you and Mark help him get out of the warehouse and safely in the van.

“We are Ty, we’re going, we got you,” you say, trying not to let the fear and pain slip into your voice, knowing he’s feeling so much more and needs your help.

“No. We need to leave the city.”

“You need a hospital Ty, we can’t… we can’t fix this ourselves,” Mark tries to reason but you all know he’s right. N.City was free territory now. King was gone, no one was at the top anymore and who knows what kind of mess Rikky had left behind. It would be an all out war, with everyone coming for you. As the last members of King’s crew you would all be the number one targets of anyone and everyone that wanted a shot at the top of the food chain. Not to mention now that Bangtan were dead, their allies would surely be looking for retribution. N.City was about to become a warzone, with the three of you dead in the centre of it all. It was best to leave now before everything blows up.

“He’s right,” You all pile into the Van, Mark in the driver’s seat and you behind, sitting with Ty, “we need to leave. Right now.” Knowing that you two were right, and not even wanting to think about what could happen if you stay, Mark shifts the car into drive; leaving N.City and everything here, behind you.

[ellebabywrites]

Planning JK’s big reveal scene and I legit want to cry , why have I done this ...