byeol pov.

We entered silently, for a Shadow base it was surprisingly quiet. It made us feel more on edge, heartbeats practically paused because of the suspense, the expectance of something sinister to occur.

My eyes analysed the entire place for cameras, Taehyung couldn't break into the CCTV to disable it, no one could. No one could beat the tech Shadow owned. I found at least 6 cameras inside, skillfully shooting each of them down with my silencer which meant I wouldn't be garnering attention from the people on the second floor.

It was a little suspicious that not a single soul was on the first floor, but there was no time for such thoughts, we needed everyone dead and the next base location in our hands. I headed towards the stairs, gun at the ready as I tiptoed up. I caught a glance of what was going on up there, immediately trying to signal Jungkook to see what was going on but I didn't feel him behind me.

My eyes wandered around the bottom floor to find him putting a bunch of things into a huge bag he'd brought along. "What are you doing?" I shouted in a whisper, in disbelief that he was stealing in the middle of a genocide mission.

"Do you know how priceless this stuff is?" He rolled his eyes at me as if I was the one being ridiculous. I decided to just ignore him, returning my focus onto the members of Shadow who were having a meeting. They were speaking in Russian but I understood exactly what they were saying.

They were planning on nuking a country.

Which one?

God knows.

In this world, everyone hates everyone, and those who can miraculously stand each other are waiting to get tired of one another. Endlessly waiting for conflict. Tragic really.

But why come all the way to Korea to talk about nukes? It's not like Russia doesn't own their own weapons, why travel around the world. Is their mission really not me? That can't be it though, why were they searching so earnestly for the trigger words then? What links me and nukes?

I snapped out my thoughts, aiming my gun. My bullets also had a toxin smeared on them, so I didn't necessarily need to shoot a crucial part of their body like their chest or head. They dropped like flies, before the confusion on where the bullets were coming from even set in they were dead.

I had shot them all down, and that meant we'd won but I wasn't happy. It was too easy. There's no way. I hesitantly walked back down the stairs, forgetting how to breathe with the sight in front of me.

At least 200 men standing with Jungkook awkwardly in the middle with a couple of random objects he attempted to steal in hand. "I was going to fight but I didn't want to break the things I wanted to steal," Jungkook tried to justify himself for looking weak making me roll my eyes.

"So what you just waited for me to come down, no signal no nothing, so we would die together?" I replied as I felt a gun positioned behind my head, same being done to Jungkook. We realised if either of us moved without a plan it would result in a bullet striking into our heads. "If I move you die, and if you move I die," he muttered.

"That second option doesn't sound bad at all," I responded before he glared making me realise I had to he serious.

"On signal you go left," I spoke out to him, we were speaking in Korean, obviously, so the men wouldn't understand us anyways. "No," he said, "what,"

"I don't go left."

"What are you doctor who, shut the fuck up, I'm going right you go left," I ordered, "why are you so set on sending me left?" He asked, annoyed that I wasn't letting him go on with his childishness. "Because my love, look around, the bigger bitches are on the left, make like the psychopath you are and kill them. I'm tired," I smiled, genuinely exhausted despite not doing anything. Might be a symptom of upcoming death.

"Fine ugh, I'll go left,"

"Oh my god." I said, making him flinch, "what, is it my hair? Did it get ruined?"

He said, dropping all those valuables in a split second to try fix it. "Did you just agree with me?" I spoke, sarcastically in awe.

The members of Shadow stood frozen, not knowing what to do in a situation where both the 'hostages' sounded like they were bickering. It was fun to feel so carefree at a time like this, the way we were making absolute fools out of Shadow members by not even acknowledging their presence. Speaking in a language we knew they didn't understand.

"Alright alright, you go left then, in 3, 2-"

"Are you guys done?"

"YOU SPEAK KOREAN?!" Jungkook spat out in disbelief, so that man understood all our bullshit. "Well yeah, I was just waiting for you guys to finish your little divorced couple talk," the man shrugged.

"HAH!" I scoffed, "what's so funny?" Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows.

"I was stupid enough to date you, but I'm not stupid enough marry you, we'd never become a divorced couple because I'd never marry you," I chuckled, the idea of marrying him actually made me laugh. "WOW, so that's how it is now?" He tilted his head in offence.

"CAN YOU GUYS JUST SHUT UP?" The man loaded his gun and reclaimed his position. It was hurting their prides that me and Jungkook weren't the slightest bit afraid.

"I would've shut up, but now I won't, I don't like being told what to do, bitch," I fake smiled before nodding at Jungkook. The men were so focused on mine and Jungkook's unnecessary bickering they didn't realise we were doing it on purpose. They didn't see my hand counting down the time to attack.

I swiftly turned around, snatching the gun off of the man who was too startled at the suddenness of my actions to react. After seizing his weapon, me and Jungkook paced towards each other, sliding onto the floor where we faced the direction we were supposed to, shooting down everyone in sight. The bullets wouldn't suffice for all those men, and they had their own set of guns, which meant our reflexes were the only skill we really needed to survive right now.

Me and Jungkook stood back to back, throwing away our hatred for a small period of time, not to save each other of course. But to secure our individual safety.

I cracked my neck before beginning to fight the men, Shadow only hired the best, but they were no match for me.

No one was.

After taking down the men I was feeling the striking pain in my heart, and I didn't have my meds on me. In other words I was fucked. I couldn't show weakness now, not when we were so close to accomplishing our goal. I swallowed the pain, blinking away the tears of pain to continue the fight the new batch of men that had entered.

I warmed up my ankle, twirling it slightly before I spun my entire leg round to build such strong momentum I instantly knocked out the person I came into contact with. Jungkook was down the other end of the warehouse, easily wiping out the men that ran to his side.

"OH MY IT'S HERA!" One of them screamed in Russian, they were wearing masks but from the tone of their voice I could tell they hadn't hit puberty. I threw an object at the persons head to put them off, curiously walking towards them before I yanked down their mask. A gasp naturally escaped my mouth, guilt rushing down me. I wasn't going to fight them, but me just lifting my arm made them flinch. I pulled down the masks of all of them, realising Shadow were as cruel as ever.

I took steps back, turning around to see Jungkook absolutely beating the shit out of someone. "GET OFF HIM!" I yelled at him but he ignored me, his Euphoria side completely taking over. "Jungkook they're just kids," I informed him, but yet again he disregarded my words.

Finally losing it I grabbed on his collar harshly, throwing him onto the wall. "I said they're just kids," I gritted my teeth while speaking breathlessly, he leaned his head back, eyes peering down at me with no emotion.

"So? Was that meant to stop me from killing the rest of them? I've killed people younger than these idiots, and they were innocents. These boys are still part of Shadow no? They're still part of the same organisation that ruined you no? They knew well what they were doing when they joined a group like Shadow," he replied, annoyed at my good cop persona.

"They didn't have a choice,"

"How do you know!?"

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T."

I screamed, the pain in my heart becoming too hard to tolerate, more hard to conceal. My hand fell onto the wall to gain support in standing up, it felt like all the air surrounding me was getting sucked up. "Oh c'mon Byeol, try one of your other tricks, I'm not falling for that again," Jungkook rolled his eyes at my behaviour, thinking I was lying again.

My coughing began, but these were more chesty than I was used to, maybe it was the result of the no exercise rule I didn't heed to. The coughs were so strong that my entire body was in pain trying to release them. Along with the coughs released a red liquid.

Blood.

Smeared on my hands.

And for the first time it wasn't someone else's.

Jungkook's eyes opened vastly, his hand warmly placed on my shoulder for comfort. "Byeol, talk to me, what can I do?" He asked, tone changed drastically.

"I-I don't have my meds, I forgot them at home," I managed to utter while he didn't panic at all. He walked over to the table, finding a unopened water bottle, returning my way.

He held it out for me before reaching into his pockets to pull out something I didn't think he'd keep. I mean why would he?

He grabbed my cheeks softly, feeding me the medicine he kept safely stored in his pockets for emergencies. I speechlessly let him help me take a sip of water, managing to swallow it while I didn't know how to feel at his actions.

He was just telling me how he'd brutally murdered young innocents, and now he stands saving my life by storing medicines he didn't personally need in his pocket.

*bang*

A bullet skimmed past me, just missing me by an inch. The boy holding it had to be only 15, his hands were shaking and you could tell he had no experience in how to use a gun. "They'll kill my family," he cried, building a ball of pity inside my stomach. Russia was a massive country, god knows where Shadow were keeping this little boys parents.

So much cruelty for what? Power?

I walked over to them slowly, Jungkook followed behind me, matching my pace unknowingly.

Jungkook grabbed the gun off of him, I immediately held his wrist, shaking my head since I expected him to do something psychotic as per usual. Instead he reached into his pocket, pulling out a lollipop.

"Stay a kid."

He said in his best English accent, replacing the little boys gun with a candy. I was in the middle of texting agents of the CIS to come and take these kids under our protection when my head lifted out of surprise at Jungkook's sweet actions towards the kid. A small smile couldn't help but release.

Maybe he's not all bad.

Then me and Jungkook headed upstairs, taking what we came for. The location for the rest of the bases.

One of them had to lead to the origin, the root of all the problem. The leader. There was a simple code to break, not much security because Shadow were so sure no one would dare to step into their territory. I downloaded extra files onto a USB before we left the warehouse.

"Let's go relax, have some drinks, we're a step closer to finding those trigger words," Jungkook spoke happily. "Fine, I think I saw a Costa on the way here," I replied, getting into the car before we drove off. I didn't even mention the fact that he kept MY medicines in his pocket, I didn't want to. Seeing the nicer side of him would make hating him so much harder.

"One caramel frappuccino and a latte," Jungkook ordered, paying for the both of us. We grabbed our drinks and took a seat near the window.

"What's your secret?" I suddenly uttered, confusing him, "to what?"

"To switching from a brute to the sweetest man alive in the time span of seconds," I asked, genuinely terrified of how quickly he could switch who he was. And not have any specks of guilt in his heart from moments before.

"I'm not sure really," he sat back calmly, taking a sip of his drink. "What's yours? There must be a secret behind it, you know, being the reason. The reason I'm the slightest bit sane, the reason I can stop being a fucking serial killer when I'm around you,"

"It's not me. How are you trying to make someone else the reason behind your goodness?"

"Because it's not me, Byeol I'm not who you think I am, I'm not good. It's you."

"You have that effect on me."