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~~~A/N: Alexa, play Agust D - (Daechwita) On Loop~~~

Taehyung

I walked downstairs to see Seokjin and Hoseok waiting for me at the landing.

Their faces were pensive, I knew they were waiting for the same thing as me. Nodding in their direction, I made my way to the basement and followed closely behind.

"They lost too much blood," Seokjin said, coming beside me.

"It doesn't matter," I snapped.

My mind raged at the thought of them dying.

I wanted to torture them more.

I wanted them to bleed and hurt more.

"It's not like they will be alive by the end of the day," I finished with a dark laugh.

Seokjin shook his head, I didn't miss the sinister smile that appeared on his face. Hoseok was smiling as always and I could feel his eagerness. We all couldn't wait for those bastards to stop breathing.

I would make sure to end their lives as painfully as I could because they didn't deserve anything less. My steps echoed around the silent walls as I walked into the basement, Namjoon and Jimin were there, standing over the limp bodies.

"Stop," I growled.

Jimin immediately stopped his cruel ministration, it took Namjoon longer to snap out of his killing haze, Seokjin had to pull him away.

"You have to learn control," I hissed at Namjoon, levelling him with a hard glare, "I'm sorry, Boss. The sight of his face makes me sick. He needs to pay," and looked over at his partner.

It's for what he's done to Jimin.

Silent words but they still rang loud in our ears.

His vengeful eyes going back to Yoongi.

Clasping his shoulder, I gave him a firm squeeze.

"He will pay," I said, looking at the bloodied body in front of me.

I walked closer to Byungchan, he was on the floor, his arm twisted at an impossible angle. I almost laughed at the pathetic sight in front of me.

I laughed.

I kicked his side and he groaned before lifting his head, Byungchan stared at me with swollen eyes.

I could see the hatred there, it didn't faze me.

His hate for me didn't even come close to how much I loathed him.

I gripped his hair, matted with blood and smashed his head into the hard floor. He wailed in pain but even that sounded weak, like a newborn lamb.

"How does your ass feel?" I hissed in his ears, "Feels good, right? To have a taste of your own medicine?"

Byungchan whimpered, I chuckled darkly.

"The only difference is that Jungkook is safe and alive. He is loved and still breathing. Unfortunately, you - You. Are. Dead. Meat."

"I gave it to him plenty last night," Jimin drawled, coming to stand beside him, "I think I even heard him say he enjoyed it," He laughed, kicking the bloodied man, "Can I have another go?" he asked innocently.

I shook my head, without looking, I knew he was pouting. Only Jimin would pout about not getting a chance to torture and kill someone.

"Move out. We need to go," I said with loud authority.

My voice went low with dominance.

No one questioned me.

"I think it's time we pay the Jeons a visit," I continued.

Byungchan's head snapped up in surprise and I smiled.

He tried to say something but a mere gurgling sound came out.

Shaking my head, I stood up.

They would watch him take his last breath while I rose as the jopok Boss, V - The motherfvcking King.

"Let's go."

Seokjin went to grab Byungchan by the hair as he dragged him out of the basement. Namjoon had Yoongi, while the ever-smiling Hoseok had Jihoon.

It was going to be a parade.

Let everyone watch these men as they fight for their lives.

It was a lesson to never cross me.

I walked first, Jimin behind me, while the others followed.

The air smelled of death, I revelled in it.

I fed on it, drawing my power from their hopelessness.

It was too sad for them, they've angered the wrong man.

I heard someone gasping as they watched the scene in front of them. Some of my men smiled as they watched the limp bodies go by as some hollered almost victoriously, they bowed as I passed them.

"It's time for your men to see your downfall."

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Hae-sook standing near the stairs, tears streamed down her face as she choked back her sobs, a maid stood beside her, trying to console her. I felt my skin prickle under an intense stare, immediately I knew who it was. Jimin gave me a curious look but didn't utter a single word.

I swivelled around, my head snapped up to the top of the stairs to see Jungkook standing there, he stood still, and my heart hammered in my chest.

The monster side of me wanted him to see this.

The bloody mess.

I wanted Jungkook to see what I did for him but the other side, the gentle side I never knew I had… that side wanted to shield him from all of this.

"Let's go," I growled.

Breaking our gaze, I turned around.

"Wait."

The soft voice was firm yet gentle.

I paused.

My men paused.

Everyone fvcking froze at the soft command.

I smiled, he is the King.

My Angel.

My King.

Turning around, I saw him walking down the stairs.

All eyes were on Jungkook as he made his descent, his eyes were only on me. Jungkook continued walking until he was only a few feet away from us. I saw him swallow hard and took a deep breath. His shoulders straightened back firmly, his chin held high, his eyes moved to Byungchan.

I felt mine widen, I took a protective step forward, a small growl escaping past my lips. I could see Namjoon raising an eyebrow at me, mocking me. I moved forward until I was standing at his side. Jungkook smiled up at me sweetly, he stood on his toes.

"Let me do this," he whispered before kissing my lips quickly.

I went to refuse but he was already bending down to Byungchan's level. I moved behind him, my stance protective. A possessive surge went through me at the sight of him being this close to the bastard. He grabbed Byungchan's face and lifted it so they were staring at each other. He grimaced in pain but didn't make any move.

Jungkook leaned forward until his lips were next to his ear, "I forgive you," he murmured loud enough for me to hear too.

Byungchan stiffened and when he pulled away, his eyes were wide. I saw him swallow hard, almost like Jungkook's action was unbelievable.

I wasn't shocked, though.

All I felt was pride.

I was in awe of his strength.

"I don't know why you hurt me but if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have found Taehyung. I forgive you… I don't know if that will give you peace but I thought those words needed to be said. For both our sakes. Especially mine."

Byungchan looked at him in shock, he shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. His voice was soft, almost angelic, I wrapped my arm around Jungkook's waist and pulled him up.

He turned in my arms and smiled, "I needed this to move on. Do what you have to do, Taehyung. I will be right here waiting for you."

Jungkook stepped out of my embrace and took a step back, Hae-sook and a few of the maids came to stand behind him, some of my men followed suit, flanking his sides protectively.

Giving Jungkook a nod, I walked away.

Time to end this fvcking war and get back to my King.

I moved to the car and levelled Jimin a look, he nodded, "I'll stay here."

He sneered at Byungchan as Seokjin pushed him into the car. I got into the front seat and waited for everyone else. When the cars were full and ready, we pulled out of the driveway.

~~~

My back was stiff as we rode to the Jeon estate.

When the car finally stopped, I stepped out and took a deep breath. Byungchan's men came running out, guns in their hands, I chuckled and shook my head.

"If you value your lives, I suggest you put your guns away," I said lightly, moving forward.

My men were surrounded by Byungchan's men, it didn't scare us.

His men should be cowering in fear.

After all, I had their pitiful excuse for a boss.

I could already see the fear in their eyes but they weren't cowering yet.

No problem, though.

They would be kneeling in front of me in no time.

"Bring him out," I ordered Seokjin.

He nodded and opened the car, pulling Byungchan out, they cocked their guns at me and I tsked at them in return, "You don't want to do that."

Their eyes widened at the sight of their boss.

There were gasps.

Some paled.

Some stood back.

Others froze in shock.

I loved the look of fear on their faces.

But... I'd love the look of surrender more.

Hoseok pushed Jihoon down in front of me.

I controlled their lives.

There was no escape.

I just won this bloody game.

"Seokjin, I think these men are deaf," I drawled, "Can you do something about it?"

A shot rang out in the courtyard.

A man fell… dead.

Before they could retaliate, Hoseok, Namjoon, and Seokjin already had ten men shot down. I stood back, watching the scene in front of me.

"Stand down and no more lives will be lost," Seokjin growled, "Not that I mind killing all of you. But it's for your own good."

They slowly put their guns away, I raised an eyebrow.

That was easy.

All of them were a bunch of shitty excuses for a jopok member.

Weak.

Cowards.

Shaking my head in disgust, I stepped forward. I gripped Byungchan's hair and snapped his head up.

"There is no point if you shoot at me. The war is over. Byungchan is in my hands, practically dead."

I raised my head and levelled every one of his men with a hard glare.

"So I suggest you stand back and enjoy the show."

I kept my unwavering eyes on them as I continued.

"Whether you like it or not, I am taking over as your boss. It doesn't matter if you agree with me. If you disagree, you will take your last breath. You see, it's simple. You shut up and watch what I am about to do."

More of my men spilt out of the cars, flanking my sides.

Seokjin, Namjoon and Hoseok stood in front of me.

"Namjoon, bring Yoongi out," I demanded.

Releasing Byungchan, I walked over to Jihoon. I saw a few of Byungchan's men taking protective steps forward but with my men's guns pointed in their direction, they stopped. I took my gun out and pointed it at Jihoon's forehead, my finger pressed against the trigger.

Bang.

Jihoon fell at my feet, his eyes open, staring at me lifelessly.

One man down.

I smiled.

"I'm showing you what happens when you side with the wrong people. You should learn from this."

The driveway was silent as I kicked Jihoon's body away, Hoseok handed me a clear bag, I raised it for everyone to see. Several men took a step back, a horrified look on their faces as they saw Jihoon's severed dick was in it.

I threw the bag on the ground next to their feet, their shocked gaze moved to it before staring at me again, "This is what happens when you choose the wrong side."

Keeping my eyes on Byungchan's men, I walked to Yoongi.

This time, I pointed the muzzle of my gun to Yoongi's neck, he closed his eye, he didn't have any fight left. Namjoon handed me the bag with Yoongi's tongue in it. I threw that on the ground too, for everyone to see.

"And that's what happens when you betray me."

Bang.

Another shot.

Yoongi's limp body fell to the ground.

Blood splattered on my suit as I stepped away.

My gaze moved to the crowd.

"Lesson number one. Never betray me. You won't like the consequences," I growled loudly for everyone to hear.

I made my way to Byungchan.

His whole body was shaking, he tried to fight me but alas, he was too weak.

Gripping Byungchan by the hair, I pulled him up. He stood on trembling legs.

"How does it feel? Having your men watch your demise? You have no honour. No power. You have nothing left. In the first place, a dead man should've stayed dead.."

My words were low for only him to hear.

He choked on his blood, his body falling limply forward.

"And in a few minutes, you will be nothing but a corpse," I finished, spitting in his face.

Byungchan flinched, I could hear the angry rumble from his men but nobody made a move to save their pathetic boss. I pulled away slightly before lurching forward again. My foot hit his knee, a loud crack resonating through the courtyard. Byungchan buckled forward, his legs giving out as he

roared in pain.

I released him and fell to his knees in front of me.

Just where he needed to be.

Beneath my feet.

He fell to his side, rolling in agony.

I squatted down beside him, "I know how to break two hundred and six bones in a thousand ways. You are just lucky that I didn't use all one thousand methods on you."

Although I found the idea very tempting.

"I'll give you an easier death just because I want to return to my man quicker. You heard him. Jungkook's waiting for me. It's very rude to keep a King waiting," I said lightly, playing with his mind.

"I want everyone to watch!" I bellowed, snapping my head up.

Letting my rage take over, I pulled out my spiral knife.

I had made my first kill with that knife.

It was only fair that I avenged my Angel with the same knife.

I pressed my blade to Byungchan's neck.

My blade cut, slicing his neck.

He gurgled and struggled out of my hold, the cut wasn't deep enough to cut any major arteries.

I had other plans for him.

That cut was just the start, the blade of my spiral knife trailed down toward his chest. His eyes widened, recognition flashing there. I didn't give him a chance to think, though. He screamed when the knife stabbed into his chest.

Blood was everywhere.

On the ground.

My clothes.

My hands.

My face.

But I kept going.

I thrust the blade repeatedly into his chest.

Byungchan had long stopped struggling.

Of course, he did.

He wasn't breathing anymore.

The sound of the blade cutting into his flesh filled my ears.

Blood and flesh meshed together, his blood pooled around us.

The fvcker deserved everything and more.

I was just pissed that I couldn't torture him more.

His death was too easy.

Too fvcking easy.

"This is what happens when you take something that doesn't belong to you!" I roared out, twisting the knife deeper into Byungchan's chest.

When the hole was big enough, I dropped my spiral knife on the ground. I pushed my bare hand into his lifeless body, my fingers made contact with what I wanted.

I ripped his fvcking heart out.

I stood up, covered in blood.

Throwing the heart on the ground, I stared at everyone, "I am your motherfvcking King!"

My voice boomed loud and clear.

Everyone understood the meaning.

"Bow down," Seokjin growled.

Kneeling in front of your enemy.

Serving your enemy.

Bowing in front of him.

That was the worst but they had no choice.

I owned them now.

When nobody bowed, I smiled.

"Anyone wants to challenge me?"

I opened my arms wide, inviting any opponent.

Without a second thought, a large man charged toward me. He never even made it a foot near me, Seokjin shot him halfway. Throwing him on the ground, he lay there… dead.

More men rushed toward me, trying to end my life but none of them made it to me. I stood back, watching my soldiers… my men fight for me.

Blood was spilt.

Men lay on the ground, dying.

Some were already dead.

I watched the chaos around me - laughing like a madman.

They thought they stood a chance.

No fvcking way.

Not this time.

This time it was my turn to rule.

With my King… my Angel by my side.

When the willing opponents stopped moving, I walked forward.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw one coming my way.

Taking the knife from my back, I made the throw.

Straight in the left eye.

The man fell to the ground lifelessly.

Turning toward the crowd, I raised an eyebrow in question.

"Anyone else?"

Silence.

My words were met with silence.

And then one by one, they knelt in front of me.

Surrendering.

The one thing my father couldn't do, I accomplished it today.

Two decades of pain and enmity, I fvcking finally ended it today.

The Ganpeh finally belonged to us.

"I have rules. I will go through them next time for today just remember - Do not betray me. What you saw today was only a show. Don't test me. You won't like the consequences."

I paused, wiping my hands with my handkerchief, "Seokjin, pull the bodies together."

Byungchan, Jihoon, and Yoongi were pushed together in a pile of dead bodies. Namjoon threw in some petrol and Hoseok handed me the lighter.

I clicked the lighter open, watching the flame dance around just beyond it I kept my eyes on Byungchan's men… now my men… I threw the lighter on the bodies.

They instantly inflamed.

The fire danced around the corpses, the smell of burning flesh filling my nostrils.

I watched the bodies burn, my Angel's tormentor one of them.

His nightmare was finally over.

Jungkook was finally safe.

My Angel would be safe.

I had avenged my Angel in the only way I knew how.

"Respect. I demand respect from all of you. Not just me but for your new King - Jeon Jungkook. If I ever hear someone disrespect him, you will take your last breath. You are beneath him, he commands you and you fvcking do whatever he says, like a fvcking loyal dog," I growled low, making sure everyone understood the rule.

They bowed their heads.

A maniacal smile whispered across my lips.

I was done here.

Turning around, I got into the car.

I'm coming for you, Angel.