You are so special.

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Slowly and steadily, me and Taehyung both are able to kill about 15 terrorists- half target gloriously completed and I should add, they were bunch of dumbasses who didn't even know the basics of combat.

I guess they were probably going to be used as human bomb.

At least they died a peaceful death, all thanks to us.

What surprised me more was that they belonged to our age group- almost 19? Surely not more than that which is really disturbing- underage individuals shouldn't indulge in such practices.

They should be studying and making their carriers rather than getting mixed in such affairs.

"Focus Goeun."

The boy beside me hisses and pinches my arm softly which is enough to bring me back to reality.

Purple vision.

My power is back.

"Thank god, I thought you have already lost your powers," Taehyung sighs in relief as I elbow him in his stomach.

"Rude much aren't you?"

He snickers but quickly goes back to focus on the surroundings. And what scares me the most is that our next target is the basement.

No more floors, which means the remaining 15 terrorists are present there.

What if I lose my control again?

"Goeun, look there."

I didn't even realise that we are already standing outside the door of the basement.

"I want you to stay safe, you can do that for me right?" He lovingly grazes my cheek. I sense a particular emotion sparking in his eyes which I never thought will exist exist for me.

Care, concern & love.

"You too, promise me too," I take out my hand and place it in the small gap between us. He doesn't take a second and places his hand on mine, but even before I smile back at him, he pulls me towards him and attaches his warm and soft lips on my forehead.

I can't express how fast my heart is beating- the heat and blush dominates my cheeks as well as neck as every hair on my body jolts up. The mere touch of his lips sparks electricity within me- my insides wanting more than what I am receiving.

He stays still for a few seconds, but pulls away too- making me crave for his touch again.

"Promise."

Smiling like an angel, he lovingly presses my hand in his and ganders down. "Remember, if I see even a single scratch on you- it will be worse than Jin hyung."

"Oh please, no," I chuckle silently.

Now all our smiles are wiped off our faces, both of us simultaneously heave a breathe as Taehyung closes his eyes. I tap my bracelet again and again to activate the ultra mode.

Ultra mode- for active kill.

As soon as the door is opened by Taehyung's single stare, the entrance is blinded with a sharp purple light that is emerging from my whole body.

Danger.

Kill.

I spread purple beams in every single direction of the hall- anywhere I feel a mere presence, I don't spend more than a single second as flames rushes around.

Taehyung thrashes the whole room with his stare and mere movements of hands. He breaks the glass of cabinets containing guns, other necessaries and highly dangerous weapons while proceeding further.

But it doesn't take much time for the terrorists to gather around us too. I have already casted a purple barrier around us in order to stop their entry and prevent them from invading our personal space. Though sounds of firing and gas bombs are already being thrown in our direction but my barrier keeps us safe- by now it's the only thing that I am doing.

Taehyung is killing while I am protecting.

The strategies have interchanged drastically.

"Just a few more Taehyung, kill them!" I scream loudly that my throat feels like someone has set it on fire. I could have yelled slowly and Taehyung would have heard it the other way round too, but my voice on it's own got much louder than my intention.

"Aahhhh!"

I let out a cry when Taehyung's deep and hoarse scream enters my ear drums- the intensity is so loud and so is the pain filled in it.

He is struggling. And I am not able help him.

Why is my power getting weaker and weaker now?

Seconds ago I was completely strong, but now I am even struggling to keep the barrier strong around us for any more second.

What is wrong now!?

And soon when I feel the tips of my fingers starting to get cold, I sense the upcoming danger that is dawning upon us.

It is happening again.

"Taehyung! I-"

But before I can speak any further, the unusual blockage arises in my windpipe as I cough out violently, resulting in the barrier to flicker in and out due to it's instability.

The bullets that are being fired at us are now penetrating inside the weak wall and crossing our surroundings that once were safe.

"No way.."

I glance behind, only to see Taehyung fighting more than a dozen people at the same time, pure exhaustion covering his face. Firing doesn't seem to subside anytime soon, the arrival of more than 20 individuals screams the reality.

There are infinite people on the ship.

Our information was false.

Useless.

If I don't know how to protect ourselves and also when I am not able to fight too- I should be declared as useless.

After all, my own body is not in my control and I don't know how to cure it.

I am pathetic.

A piece of-

"Goeun? Goeun!"

I hear my name being screamed out aloud- everything is dawning upon me and realization strikes like a brick.

I should have done something sooner.

While being at the organization, I should have found a cure to my..

Disease? I don't even know what to call it.

But I know, my powers are slowly draining out and I am not sure if they are temporary or permanent.

No, I can't lose them right now. I need to protect Taehyung.

Can I make use of my remaining powers for one last time?

All of a sudden, my heart starts throbbing furiously inside my chest- making it unbearable for me to concentrate on my next plan.

I don't know if the abnormal behavior of my body will result in a bad outcome but I will try my best to save Taehyung.

At least he will be safe.

And I only want him safe.

I turn my hands, organizing the remaining power left within my body and accumulate it at a side of my brain. It is quite unendurable to collect such an amount of energy even though this is the only left one.

Through the corner of my eye, I can sense crowds rushing in our direction- we both are totally outnumbered and incapable to fight them off.

For the first time in my life I agree..

This is impossible.

My eyes also falls on a small girl who is getting marched along with the flock and the worse is no one is caring if she is getting hurt.

She is even stepped on but no one cares.

Two tasks planned in a single second.

In seconds, my surroundings become pin drop silent. All I hear is a high pitched scream which is surely me after considering the intense pain in my throat.

I can see the terrorists crouching down and covering their bodies and ears as the boy beside me watches me in pure horror. The next instant he scurries away from me and runs towards the small kid who is weeping loudly with terror filled eyes, watching me go crazy.

Thank lord.

Taehyung finally saw the girl.

Last blow, only the last step and after that everything will be silenced.

But then bits of control shoots away from me, frightening me to my core. If it happens right now, I don't know if I will ever be able to forgive myself.

I need to do it now.

Throwing a last glance towards Taehyung and the girl he is clutching between his arms, I let the energy escape my body as a large florid circle surrounds my body.

And then, I am surrounded by nothing but corpses.

Corpses of men who once were alive and planning on getting half of the country killed by their vicious plan.

They deserve to be dead.

But my conciousness takes a sharp U-turn as blackness dominates my vision- I lose my balance. Strength seems to escape my body and the left over energy dies away soon.

Somewhere in my sub-consciousness, I know that there are two responsibilities waiting for me but no matter how hard I try, my body rejects the orders given by my brain.

After all, I did ask the god to let me complete my last task and then take my control.

Frantic footsteps rushes towards my direction, someone picks my head from the dirty floor beneath and slowly places on his lap.

"Goeun- Goeun! Are you alright?"

He is here, it is him.

"I.. am alright," The words leaves my lips just without my own will. I only thought, but they are released out of my lips.

"Alright?" He growls and grits his teeth, showing his anger.

"Yes, of course. While looking like a corpse, you sure are okay."

"Believe me," I cough out, my throat is unbearably sour and dry like my body got dehydrated along with my energy.

"Call the organization and ask for emergency-"

"I can fucking teleport, why do you want emergency backup?"

I swear his temper has reached to it's maximum level, coming out in his grumbling state. He has never acted like this during the entire time and now each bit of his attitude has changed.

He looks even dangerous to meddle with.

"That kid-"

"Do you think I care right now?"

He interrupts- Taehyung's eyes shimmers with nothing but tons of concern and fury and by the way he is looking at me, that glare is so demanding.

"We are-"

But his words zones out of my ears as my heart seizes. The sharp pain trails a long path along my skin leaving a dishevelled body of mine as Taehyung observes me with widened eyes. He tightens his grip around me and presses my head to his chest in order to give me a feeling of security but I cry out aloud, scratching my skin in order to relieve myself from the intense pain. Cuts starts to get visible on my scorching skin.

Grabbing Taehyung's jacket, I whine and thrash around violently. He constantly tries to keep me in control while grabbing me in his arms but nothing seems to work out.

The last thing I sense is the feeling of softness lingering on my forehead, easing the pain by more than half percent as my bracelet starts blinking a strange red light and then it turns blank- so does my world.