Suicide Mission

Jungkook's POV

"No," Hoseok shook his head. Taehyung and I exchanged glances when Hoseok straightened himself against the locker.

"What?" I turned to look at him in confusion. Hoseok swallowed nervously with his eyes trained on Taehyung's clueless expression.

"No one is behind it," Hoseok whispered, growing pale when he realized something.

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asks, tilting his head to the side.

"RUNNING AWAY LIKE A FOOL?!" Seokjin appeared in the hallway in rage, followed by Namjoon and Minho.

"I'm not in the mood to fight anymore," Taehyung dully glances at Seokjin. Seokjin darted Taehyung a spiteful glare.

"YAH!" Seokjin shouted at Taehyung.

"Hajima," Jimin turned to stop Seokjin from touching Taehyung.

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung turned his attention back to Hoseok.

"No one is behind it," Hoseok looks up nervously. What is he talking about? How is that possible?

"Then who's after them if no one is behind it?" Taehyung huffed in annoyance. Hoseok is making no sense right now, and it's irritating Taehyung.

"Everyone, every one of the alphas is after them," Hoseok nervously lowered his head. What.

"No? I'm not involved," Seokjin denied Hoseok's accusation.

"Not us, but you and the other alphas," Hoseok cautiously turned to look at Minho.

"Hey, I'm just participating! It's once in a lifetime opportunity!" Minho shrugged with a smug smile plastered on his face.

"YOU FUCKER!" Taehyung suddenly slammed Minho against the locker. Yes, Taehyung has anger issues. He doesn't like to talk- He handles his problem through the use of force and violence. Why? I don't know. He's always been like that ever since I moved in with him.

"L-Let me... go!" Minho gasped in pain as Taehyung tightened his grip around Minho's neck.

"WHO ELSE IS PARTICIPATING?!" Taehyung gritted in anger. Minho's face was turning purple from the intense pressure around his throat.

"Is-djdjks---aaafff..." Minho gasped for air as he repeatedly smacked Taehyung's arm and twisted his face in pain.

"Release him. He can't talk," I tugged Taehyung's hands away. Minho stumbled onto the ground and panted for air with his hands gripped around his own throat.

"TALK!" Taehyung demanded, roughly kicking Minho square in the chest, sending Minho crashing into the lockers.

"OKAY! OKAY!" Minho snapped while rubbing his chest in pain.

"Me, Mira, Namjoon, and a bunch of other alphas," Minho coughed in distress as he tried to balance himself against the lockers.

"Wait... What?" Seokjin questioned, turning to look at Namjoon in bewilderment. Namjoon, however, maintained a blank expression. So that's how he retrieved so much information? He was plotting Min Yoongi's death?

"YOU-" Taehyung got cut off when Seokjin blocked him from Namjoon.

"Why don't we talk? Is this how you always deal with problems? Violence? Are you a savage?" Seokjin breathed heavily, so Taehyung fired him a furious glare.

"It's not me. It's my parents. I found out this morning," Namjoon shrugs while leaning against the wall. I find it hard to believe. His parents? He's probably the mastermind for all I know.

"Tell me, Kim Taehyung, why are you willing to protect that average girl? Why protect Min Yoongi? Why not get rid of them so you'd have one less enemy in the arena?" Minho raises one of his eyebrows with a doubtful look. He's attached to her. Jang Sora. He doesn't care about Min Yoongi.

"It's none of your business, and if you harm a strand of her hair- I'm going to destroy you," Taehyung warned dully. Yup, he's obsessed with the girl.

"Well, good luck, go and save her then. Get yourself eliminated too- another alpha down for me and for the rest of us," Minho shrugged, turned around, then limped away. Taehyung, on the other hand, was glaring at the back of Minho's head.

"Where are you going?" I asked when Taehyung quickly walked away.

"I'm going to get her!" Taehyung snapped, rushing down the corridor.

"You can't! Didn't you hear them? You'll get eliminated! Everyone will hunt them tonight!" I snapped, grabbing his arm. What does he think he is? A superman? Why is he doing this??? He never cared for anyone before! If he goes to her- The alphas will seize the opportunity to kill him! It's a trap!

"I don't care. It's getting dark, so let me go- don't make me hurt you," Taehyung gritted, yanking his arm away from me.

"I-I'll go with you," Hoseok stuttered nervously, causing Taehyung to stop dead. I turned to look at him as if he's gone insane. They're all crazy, aren't they?

"Why? So you can try to murder me on the way?" Taehyung raises his eyebrows doubtfully.

"I owe her a favor. Well... I-I... I just want to help her out for something she did for me," Hoseok spoke guiltily.

"What did she do for you?" Taehyung asked, placing his hand on his hips in confusion.

"You knew it was risky, but you helped her escape anyways," I accidentally blurted out of frustration. Taehyung turned to me in shock. Hoseok's mouth drops open as he stares at me in disbelief. Why did I say that?! SHIT!

"You did that?!" Taehyung snaps his head towards Hoseok angrily. He bolted toward Hoseok, but Jimin and I immediately held him back. I swear he behaves like an animal! He never listens to anyone!

"Stop it!" I snapped, pushing Taehyung away.

"You fucking dipshit! Come here!" Taehyung growled. His eyes were on fire as he attempted to reach Hoseok.

"It's getting dark! You'll be too late if you keep on trying to murder everyone!" Hoseok howled while glaring at Taehyung.

"He's right, hajima," Jimin bitterly shoved Taehyung away. Taehyung let out a frustrated grunt before turning to punch the locker in anger.

"We shouldn't go," I insisted. We can't risk our lives. Appa will murder us if he finds out!

"Look. If you're against it, then it's your choice, but don't stop us," Hoseok stared coldly at me. I turned to Jimin for help, but he just shrugged. Asshole.

"You're all crazy," I shook my head. How can they risk their life? Yeah-Sure, I do care for her- WAIT- WHAT. NO, NO, I DID NOT SAY THAT- WHAT THE FUCK. I DO NOT CARE ABOUT HER! I DO NOT. SHUT UP!

"We're leaving," Taehyung sighed, walking away in a hurry, leaving me in the corridor alone. Are they really doing this? How am I supposed to explain to eomma or appa or my aunt or uncle? That they're going to dig their own graves? They're giving me a headache! Why did she have to run away with her stupid boyfriend?! Argh!

"I see you aren't joining the suicide squad," A feminine voice chuckles from behind me.

"What do you want?" I turned face to face with Mira, who was smirking at me.

"Nothing. I thought, I'm going to eliminate an alpha tonight, but I got three more to kill," Mira chuckles, folding her arms with a sly smile. Does she really think she's capable of doing that?

"Mira-shi, if I remember correctly, I heard they restricted half of your share for hurting Min Yoongi. How long do you have before everything goes crumbling before your eyes?" I smirked at her. Anger suddenly flashed in her eyes. Her family is about to go bankrupt, and she's still acting all tough? What a pity.

"Shut up. I don't care. I'll kill all of them before I perish. They won't be able to escape my mafias," Mira shrugged while smirking at me. Mafia? She's using her mafias? Oh no.

"I'll pay a visit at your upcoming funeral to ensure you're finally at peace," I smirked at her before walking away. She glared at me with her mouth hanging open. It's funny.

"YAH!" Mira screamed, stomping her feet in frustration.

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Taehyung's POV

"Are you sure about this?" Jimin turned to ask me from the passenger seat.

"I'm not forcing you. You can get off if you don't want to go," I shrugged dully.

"The jet is waiting for us. We should hurry," Hoseok sighed while checking his watch nervously. I glared at him through the rear-view mirror. He's the fucker who started all this mess. Once I get Sora back- I'm going murder him next. I was about to step on the gas pedal when Jungkook appeared out of nowhere. He knocked on the window.

"What?" I questioned, rolling the window down in annoyance. He's a fucking coward! He's always been a coward. Always hiding behind his father.

"Are you really doing this?" Jungkook asked, leaning into the car to stare at us in disbelief.

"Get out," I rolled my eyes and pushed him off the window.

"You're really doing this," He stood scratching his head dumbly. I shook my head repeatedly before driving forward when Jungkook suddenly tapped on my window again as he chased after the car.

"WHAT?" I snapped, turning to look at him in annoyance.

"I'm joining you," Jungkook exhaled, pulling the backseat door open and slid in beside Hoseok.

"What do you think you're doing?" I turned to ask him, dumbfounded by his decision. Did he really think I'm going to let him go with me? His father will murder me.

"I'm tagging along to make sure you all won't die," Jungkook buckled his seatbelt.

"Get off!" I snapped in frustration. Mr. Jeon will fucking kill me if I bring him with me.

"Nope, can't change my mind," Jungkook stubbornly shook his head.

"The jet is waiting!" Hoseok snapped at me in frustration. I quickly turned to glare at him. How dare he speak to me after what he's done! I hastily turned back to the steering wheel before slamming against the gas pedal and drove forward at full speed. Sora. Just wait a little longer. I'm coming to get you. Don't be scared.

"ARGHHHHH! SLOW DOWN!" Jungkook screamed in horror as I raced down the highway.

"I THINK WE WILL DIE BEFORE WE EVEN REACH THE AIRPORT!" Hoseok gasped, leaning back into his seat in terror. Jimin, on the other hand, was chuckling at their reaction.

"Get used to it. We won't die," Jimin shifts comfortably in his seat as we head towards the airport. It didn't take long for us to get to the airport. Jungkook and Hoseok stumbled off the car with wobbly legs and puked in distress.

"I think I'm dead," Jungkook whispered, staring blankly at the wall as Hoseok stood stiffly with his hair striking in different directions.

"Come on," Jimin chuckles, pushing the two of them into the airport.

"We'll all meet on the designated street, got it?" I questioned, turning to look at the three alphas after we landed in Busan.

"Yeah," Jimin nodded after putting on his sunglasses.

"I can't believe we're entering the suicide arena," Jungkook shook his head in disbelief. He must be regretting it.

"Are your backups ready?" I turned to ask Jimin and Hoseok.

"Already in position. They're waiting for my signal," Hoseok shrugged while putting on his cap.

"I'll try to get her from the motel with Jungkook," I nodded.

"Wait, I'm going with you? What the fuck- no!" Jungkook snapped his head at me in disbelief.

"Then go by yourself," I dawdled and entered the car.

"Just kidding. I'm coming," Jungkook hopped into the car. 

Jimin is familiar with Busan, so he's going off on his own in a different car and Hoseok too. We have to split up to ensure that at least one of us will reach Sora in time. We're entering the suicide domain, which means we're no longer under any protection. Eomma will kill me if she finds out. But Sora is more important, and I can't risk losing her. I just can't. Not again.

All four of us knew very well where we were heading and what we were dealing with. Life and death. It's going to be a treasure hunt with guns directed at us from every direction. Not just one household will be there- many squads will be there to hunt down Jang Sora and MinYoongi, and us too.

We are in the suicide arena. I blankly stared out the window as we sped down the highway, racing deeper and deeper into the suicide zone. I turned to find Jungkook sitting stiffly as he stared into the distance. This might be our last day. I'm glad he came with me though. For once, I'm glad we aren't fighting.