Jungkook POV

Unknown:
Euphoria, you know the length of a seed? If you don't you should find out. That's how close we are to finding you.

I kept getting threats from an unknown number, knowing it was one of the rats from the CIS I cursed loudly under my breath.

We explained to Byeol how only their top agent could ever kill me. And how he was, just like me, unknown to the public. Nobody knew of how he looked like.

"Once I find him, I swear I'll kill him," my hands naturally scrunched into a fist, just thinking about him pissed me off.

"Him? You said nobody knows how they look like, so how are you so sure it's a man and not a woman?" She asked me. Her question pushed a silence to erupt, all of us froze for a second, exchanging small glances before finally breaking into laughter.

"How could a woman be that cruel? Have you even heard of the things Agent 001 has done?" Hoseok hyung chuckled.

"You think women can't be cruel? Have you even met me?" She asked.

"Well you're barely a woman so you don't count," I replied.

"Zip your mouth before I stitch your lips together," she glared up at me.

"You got yourself a feisty one this time," Yoongi hyung uttered, while all of them smirked at the fact that I couldn't say anything back.

"This is the reason none of you guys can find Agent 001. All of you are to fixated on the fact that it can only be a man, which is why the CIS is so many steps ahead of you," she said.

"It isn't a fucking woman," Taehyung hyung finally spoke up, rolling his eyes at her stubborn behaviour.

"Have you even tried to confirm that? Where's your evidence?" She crossed her arms, confident we wouldn't have any. Taehyung slowly walked towards her, looking down at her intimidatingly.

"You want evidence?"

He suddenly picked her up aggressively, taking her towards our researching room.

"HE was spotted changing his mask in the corner of an alleyway after killing a well known robber. HE was caught by surveillance through a window, stabbing a corrupt minister. HE was noticed walking into the CIS official building."

"Got your evidence Miss Feminist?"

He coldly looked down at her before dropping her on the ground, making me chuckle, and making her groan in pain.

Taehyung hyung always hated girls, no specific reason, just despised them. He was actually really nice, but just not to women. None of our secretaries had ever managed to pull him out of his shell, and clearly Byeol wouldn't be able to do it either.

Byeol POV

I rolled my eyes at how he carelessly dropped me on the floor. Jungkook walked towards me, kneeling down on the floor next to me.

"Told you not to be fooled, compared to them I'm actually really nice," he laughed, helping me up. I followed him back out of the secret room before he left me to go to his bedroom. Maids came up to me, quickly bowing before speaking. "Mr Jeon told us to let you know that you need to be prepared for this evening," they said.

"Why? Is something happening?" I asked.

"You're going on a mission with them, we just need to help you with clothing and help you equip the right weapons," they said, before heading back to their chores.

I wandered around the house, thinking about this mission I was going to have to do. I've only ever fought evil and now what, I'm meant to fight for it?

While lost in thought, I happened to come across a shooting room, I entered it with a sigh. "I guess I do need to practice my aim..." I picked up the gun and tried to shoot, I wore the headphones to cover the noise. I didn't notice someone entering.

"If you don't fix your posture for shooting then you'll be the one failing us on the mission," I heard a familiar voice say. I looked at the reflection of Jungkook on the glass. "Why does a secretary even have to join you?" I took off the headphones.

"Secretaries don't. But your skills would go to waste if you just sat in an office all day to manage documents. Now let me help you, first straighten your back. Then bend your elbow," he put his warm hand on mine, while his other one crept up on my back to keep it straight.

"And shoot."

It hit bullseye, naturally pushing my eyebrows out in surprise. Even after helping me out, his hand remained on mine. I cleared my throat as a signal to him to take his hand the fuck off. The drug made my heart beat just at his touch.

"Oh right, I forgot about the drug," he scratched the back of his head, walking towards the door. He stopped in his steps turning around once he got to the door.

"Don't stress about the mission, you'll be fine as long as you don't get in the way." He told me, turning the door knob to leave. I scoffed at his words. Don't get in the way? Why the fuck am I going then?

I sighed seeing the maids call for me from outside, guess time flies when your life's a mess. I walked out the door to see them approach me with trolleys of clothes. I picked the nicest looking one, if I'm gonna kick ass I might as well look good doing it.

Perfect.

"Jungkook's calling you," Jimin knocked on the door, giving me a faint smile before walking off again. I followed behind him to see all of them getting ready to leave.

"Well?" I stood there waiting for him to notice me and tell me why he called me. Without sparing me a glance he threw me car keys, luckily I caught it before I hit my fucking face.

"You're driving," he said, all of them walked to the garage, jumping into a black van. I sat in the driver's seat to see them pull out weapons in the back.

"Just follow the GPS," they said. I started driving, and noticed we were heading towards a warehouse. Once we reached, I was about to get out the van with them, but Jungkook stopped me.

"I changed my mind, you're staying here. No matter what happens inside, you don't leave this van. Understand?" He sternly asked. I nodded my head, he was about to leave but turned around.

"I'm not saying this out of concern. If you ruin the plan and get in the way, I'll kill you along with them."

He coldly said, walking off along with all of them, his words gave a slight sting in my heart.

Jungkook had handed me an earpiece so I could listen to everything happening and so I could communicate with him. I went to the back of the van to see everything from the hidden cameras in their buttons.

On the way they had explained the plan. They were meeting up with another gang who had stolen 'top secret information' about the boys. To exchange for that back, they took a bag full of money, but they were planning on killing all of them after they took the information.

Of course I wasn't informed about what this information was, but if they're risking their lives for it then it must be important. What I was hearing through the earpiece:

Jungkook: We believe you have something of ours?

???: Of course we do, if we didn't you wouldn't be here now would you?

Yoongi: Let's not beat around the bush, give us the USB, and we'll give you the money.

???: Now we're talking, here.

They threw over the USB after Jimin had unzipped the bag revealing money. Namjoon signalled the boys with his hands, as they all started moving.

"What a nice hideout you guys have here, away from the main street and hidden behind a neighbourhood." Jin said, as they all tried to stand in all corners of the room without looking suspicious.

From the different angles I could see everything more clearer. The men from the other gang had walked towards the warehouse doors, guarding them with guns. The camera connection cut, and I could no longer hear them.

That's when I realised, the whole plan that BTS had constructed to kill them after taking the USB, wasn't so smart after all. The gang were prepared for BTS to do something.

They... knew.

Jungkook POV

This was the first time Hoseok hyungs plan wasn't going amazingly well. Before we could pull out our weapons we had either knives held to our throats or guns held to our heads.

It was easy for me to kill the man who was holding a gun behind my head, but one move from me, could end in bullets piercing through my hyungs heads.

We all looked towards Namjoon hyungs hands. He was counting from five, meaning we all had to attack as soon as his hand was in a fist again. We could always find a way to get out of things like this, so we knew we had the situation under control. I stared at his hands thinking of the numbers.

"5, 4, 3, 2-"

*Knock knock*

"Who's there?" The guard asked, there was no response so everyone looked at eachother confused. Our plan was put to a pause due to the unexpected knock at the door.

"I asked who's there?" The warehouse door was slid slightly open, revealing a figure panting heavily, the guard stood in front of the little creak that had been opened so I couldn't see who it was.

"Have some patience for fuck sake, the doors hard to open you know," a woman's voice spoke breathlessly.

"Who are you?"

"We can sit down for coffee and introduce ourselves properly later-"

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

"Well well well, let me introduce myself. Most people call me a bitch, some a con artist, others call me a hit woman, some even call me a fucking devil, but I personally prefer to go by the name..."

"Kim Byeol."