Invasion

Hoseok already knew the girl was lying to them before her presence even became noticed in the kitchen after all he was the master of deception. He too was one to hide his feelings away for the sake of his masculinity, which was why he remained happy no matter what circumstance occurred.

There was a sense of familiarity the circulated the girl as Jin lead her to the bedroom at the far end of the house, it was like he could relate to her maybe not physically but mentally. They both had different stories yet they had somehow intertwined fates when she had saved Taehyung.

From the first lie MJ had told them he had been suspicious of her within the house and made it his mission to avoid her at all cost yet he still felt guilty. He had wanted to approach her, yet he didn't. He was afraid he would find a connection to the assassin that would damage the flow within the group.

' What the fuck was her problem?'

Yoongi looked up with his eyes slotted in the direction Jin and MJ had left, the venom dripping from his lips. Namjoon shrugged dismissively as he scolded Jimin and Taehyung for throwing food at each other.

Hoseok has his suspicions on what had suddenly hit MJ but decided not to voice his opinions instead shrugging his shoulders as he pat his friends shoulder.

' Can't you at least try to be nice to her Yoongi Hyung.'

An audible sigh seemed to cascade through the silence that occurred after Taehyung's words as Yoongi spammed his fist on the table, clearly pissed at what he had just been asked to do.

' Why do you trust this girl so much, she is the reason we are in this position, the reason why we easily get trampled on and all of you just welcome her in with open arms treating her as though she's one of us.

I expected this from Jin but not from the rest of you especially you Namjoon, like seriously what the fuck do you think your accomplishing by giving her a room, don't even get me started on how cryptic she's being towards us.

She's told us absolutely nothing on the Mafia princess and don't forget the scroll that contained each and everyone of us. None of you are questioning any of her actions and letting her do whatever the fuck she wants.'

Hoseok flinched slightly as the boys voice raised with each given point, fully understanding his anger yet he seemed to be directing it at the wrong person.

' Yoongi calm down you getting angry isn't going to accomplish anything.'

Namjoon tried to calmly smooth out the situation, addressing the angry male softly as he gestured to the chair. Though in an angered state Yoongi complies, hesitantly but nonetheless sat down with a small huff.

' Why did you let her stay in the first place Hyung?'

' We have to keep a close eye on her to make sure she doesn't double cross us, don't forget even though she's helping us she still works for the enemy.

I also strongly believe you Hyung, we cannot trust her she's hiding to much information from us but like she said she's our only hope at getting to the Princess whether we like it or not.'

A crash rung throughout the house and the boys around the dinner table poised themselves clutching onto the only weapons they had.

'MJ!'

Jins voice echoed of the clash of glass against the floor and Yoongi pushed himself away from the table, sprinting to the older boy that was somewhere in the house.

The rest of them trailed behind, knives secured in their grasp as they ran. Yoongi has disappeared around the corner as someone grabbed Hoseok from behind, pulling him backwards, the fresh silver placed against his neck.

The situation wasn't as Hoseok had planned as a thick rag was stuffed into his mouth muffling his groans of protest. His attacker lead him slowly around the corner where Yoongi had disappeared around, producing the faint light from the moon through the window.

The shadows danced throughout the moonlight as the seven boys were pushed forcefully to their knees, Hoseoks head being thrusted to where MJ stood erect in the center of the hallway, someone pinning her arms behind her.

Her skin seemed dealt by pale and her lips had turned a faint blue, like she was freezing to death. Only then did Hoseok realise what was wrong with the girl.

' Kangs going to be happy to have you back Princess.'

The male behind MJ spoke almost drearily as he caressed her face with his index finger. Much to his surprise she didn't flinch away or made any move to get him away from her.

' Who the fuck are you calling Princess, do I look like a princess?'

Her words were sharp as she bit on her lip, her legs shaking beneath her weight. Her head was jerked to the side as the male leaned closer to her.

For Hoseok, the word Princess didn't seem to register in his mind. To many things were happening for him to comprehend.

' If your not the Princess then were is she?'

' How the fuck am I supposed to know I've been kidnapped by these bastards for the best part of five days.'

Her voice seemed weak against the males who snickered at her attempt to size him up. A sharp echo rung through the air as MJ's head was sent flying to the left, her hair covering her face as the male replaces his hand to his side chuckling deeply.

' Kangs not going to be happy that his best assassin got kidnapped by a bunch of rats.'

The males laugh got deeper and heartier; and Hoseok could see the younger boys tears reflect in the sunlight through muffled sobs. He couldn't quiet tell if it was from sadness or betrayal, MJ had literally thrown them under the bus to potentially save herself but even in her state she was going to die soon anyway.

' If you don't start speaking some limbs are going to be lost.'

' Do your worst bastard.'

MJ coughed violently as the male grabbed her chin tightly, directing her gaze to the seven of them kneeling in front of her.

' Not you darlin', how about we start with the horse looking one or perhaps the cry babies.'

Hoseok felt himself stiffen at the unidentified males words as he tried to turn his head to the Maknae, unfortunately the knife dug into his skin, breaking it slightly.

' Do you really think I care about any of them, they are nothing but rats after power.'

Looking at the girl, he could see the slight glint in her eye under the strands of hair that stuck to her face. He could tell that she wouldn't last long without attention which would leave them in a difficult position to get out of.

The masked figure leaned closer to the girls ear, whispering something incomprehensible to her making her body flinch. His arm wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to his chest as he pointed at the far end of the line.

' Start with that one.'

The tone was strictly held of malice as he pointed directly at Hoseok himself.

The knife caressed his skin at the males order, the smooth metal gliding against his skin. Out of everything in the underground, this was not how he expected to go out, maybe with a few explosions or some action but never bowing down willingly to be executed.

His eyes met with MJ's for a moment, watching as she flinched under his gaze but what surprised him the most was he utmost speed that followed.

Her hand gripped onto the males hand, prying it off of her torso in nothing but a blink as she spun around to face him. A grunt followed her actions as he legs lifted up to his crotch making the male double over in pain, hissing something under his breath as he strangled a scream.

His body fell into a sudden heap on the floor and MJ kicked it off her foot in an instant. Hoseok felt the knife halt in his split skin, the blood dripping down his shirt as he gulped harshly.

' Who wants to play boys.'

She kicked her heel softly as she turned around, flipping a switchblade between her index and forefinger. Though she tried to compose herself Hoseok could tell the pain behind her facade as she tried to stand upright on her feet.

The knife removed itself from his neck as the attacker sprinted towards the girl, knife clutched in his hand. Someone came to his side as he wiped the clotted blood away from his skin, his hands turning a deep crimson.

The rag was pulled from his mouth allowing him to breathe freely in the blood filled air, making him gag slightly.

His eyes never left the injured girl that fought roughly in front of them all, not even when Jin came to inspect him and ask him questions or when Jungkook hugged him like a madman.

He felt possessed to watch the black haired beauty that fought for her life as well as theirs , the way the small knife penetrated the thin layers of the unidentified attackers leaving them screaming messes on the oak floor, blood caking the floor like paint.

Hoseok could tell she was near her limit as she kicked the last guy in the shin, making him bow down to her. The blade neared his left eye as she bent down to his height.

' Its Nice to see you again Hyuk.'

Her voice was broken, her words splitting past her blue stained lips.

' You too Widow.'

She chuckled weakly at his words. Pulling up on of his comrades on the floor by his hair, and thrusting him onto his lap.

' How about you and your friend do me a favour. Hmm?.'

The guy labelled Hyuk nodded swiftly checking over his friends injured shoulder.

' How about you and your little friend run back to Kang and tell him a little something from me.'

The boy nodded again, rising to his feet shakily and wrapping his friends I injured arm around his neck.

' We fight for justice and not evil, the Princess is the priestess, find her were you least expect the place that lies beneath the secrecy you kept. Got that little boy.'

The boy nodded hurriedly, limping his way down the hallway as his friend groaned in protest.

' Are you just going to let them go?'

MJ chuckled turning to Yoongi.

' Say Min, how many men does it take to deliver a message.'

Hoseok noticed the girls intentions as Yoongi smirked at her implication. The blade in her hand lifted midair before with a swift flick was sent flying down the hallway, a hollow thump dancing of the walls.

' That was my favourite blade as well.'

She gave a somewhat childish pout as she collapsed into a heap on the ground. The younger boys including Jin instantly rushed to her side, checking her over with a worried look.

' Hyung is she going to be alright?'

Taehyung spoke impatiently as Jin double checked her pulse with a faint sigh.

' Her heartbeat is fading quickly but I can't do anything.'

' But you have to do something Hyung.'

' I don't know what's causing the reaction I can't do anything!'

Hoseok rose unsteadily to his feet, using Namjoon as support as he made his way over to the collapsed girl. His hand stroked her forehead gently, her skin being colder than ice under his burning touch.

'Carsnic acid the new made poison being distributed at Lee Selas's clubhouse.'