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"Can't we just talk this out?" She asked, giving the two men that stood on either side of her a smile. They glanced towards her with emotionless faces, ignoring her innocent eye batting and puppy dog eyes before turning back towards the front. They stared at nothingness as she huffed, she kicking her legs as if she was a child who didn't know how to sit patiently. "Come on! Don't you wanna help a young... helpless... girl?" She hissed as she fidgeted around, struggling against the chair she was strapped too.

Her pleas were to no avail as the men in black refused to even look at her, their hands behind their back as if they were waiting for their officer in the military. She looked around the room she was stuck in, trying to find any useful information about her whereabouts. She did wake up only a few minutes ago, finding herself in a dark room lit up by a single headlight and strapped tightly to a chair. This happened so many times now that she used to the scenario she was placed in. She could practically predict the next step in this situation.

There was a knock on the door, making the two guards standing behind turn. She almost didn't catch one of them spin on their heels to go dashing for the door, the mere turn of his head probably giving him whiplash. She craned her neck to try and see what was going, spotting a figure stepping through a door and few others following after. She resisted a groan, not wanting to go through this process for the seventh million time. "You're awake... that's good."

"Can't question a dead body can you?" She asked, sarcasm dripping off her tongue as she spoke. Yet in retaliation one of the guard's hands dropped to his side, revealing a holster with a handgun perched inside behind his blazer. A normal person's blood would have ran cold at the sight of the silver weapon, but she wasn't so surprised anymore. Only a frown grew on her face as she turned to lead figure in front of her. "Ah... I guess this means we can't just sit here and chit chat huh?"

The man in front of her gave her a sickening smile, commanding his guard to keep his hands away from the weapon. "I see you are used to this situation by now. You are awfully unfazed by the odds that are against you at the moment." He acknowledged, checking his nails as he did so. She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly half paying attention to his words and half plotting her escape out of her temporary prison.

"There's always odds stacked against me," She joked, a gleaming smile on her face. "That doesn't mean I can't find a way out of it." Her eyes dropped to a brooch on each of the guards suits, trying to make out what they were. The brooch must mean something if every guard in the room was wearing one... everyone but the big bad himself in front of her. "Lets get on with the show, right? You want something from me, otherwise I would have been dead by now."

"I want information. Information on the head of the Seo Faction. I want to know everything about that man and his sickening gang of misfits," The man demanded, grabbing her by the cheeks and forcing to look at him. She inwardly vomited, wishing she could snatch her head away or shove him to the side. His hands felt icy cold, yet icky to the touch like he was going to do something... rather unpleasant. Isn't this borderline harassment if you exclude the whole kidnapping part? "Tell me everything I desire to know. Failure to comply will result in unwanted consequences."

The man let go and nodded to one of the guards, who stepped up obediently with a weapon in hand. She rolled her eyes as the muzzle of a gun was pressed up against temple, giving the man annoyed look. "Like I'd ever willingly give you that information. You kidnapped and I don't even know who you are." She countered, hearing the trigger click on pistol as it was pulled back. "I'm serious! I woke up just a few minutes ago! Can't shoot me for being curious..."

"So cocky yet so slow on the uptake?" He chided, having her shrug in response. An unnerving grin slowly began to form on his face as he pulled something from his pocket, revealing a brooch that all the other men in the room were wearing. The shiny brooch has a skull engraved on it, surrounded in crimson red flowers the color of blood. Her mouth gaped open and a forgiving smile slowly grew on her face. "You understand the severeness of this situation now... yes? Now give me my information or die at the hands of the Kim Faction."

The trigger of a gun sounded through the room, making the man in front of her stiffen up at the cold metal placed at the back of his head. The men all reacted accordingly, but were clearly on different sides. Each were held at gunpoint, pointing their weapons at each other due to their sudden betrayal of each other. She whistled at the sight, making eye contact with the petrified man in front of her. "Who are you? The Underboss? You're a little too... flaky for such a high position you know. Someone must be in training to take your position."

"You wrench." He spat, as if he wasn't surrounded by people who wouldn't hesitate to put a billet through his head. Everyone's eyes slowly turned towards the man, staring at him as if he had just made the gravest mistake possible. "Whatever you're planning, it isn't going to work. You're on my turf now, I'll have you know. Your attempts of success will be futile here!" He yelled, an ugly and old cackle escaping his mouth at his realization.

She blinked a couple times at his statement, his worst slowly registering in her head. "Who said we were ever in your turf exactly?" She questioned, batting her eyes ever so innocently at him. It was like she could see through him as if her eyes were an x-ray, watching as the man's blood suddenly ran cold with every second it took to process this new information. He looked down at her with wide and unforgiving eyes, his mouth opened in shock yet no words coming out. "You do notice that some of your men have turned on you right? So that must be a clue that you're not where you belong."

The man hissed out a curse, echoing through the room as the lights suddenly switched off. In the dead of the darkness were flashes of sparkles from gunshots, blasting deafeningly loud in everyone's ears. If any other words were exchanged during combat, it was all completely drained out. By the time the lights came back on, there was a clear indication of who came out on top. Most of the skull brooch wearing guards were on the ground, a red liquid oozes out from under them and staining their clothing.

"That got ugly, huh?" She mumbled, feeling something drip down her cheek slowly. It seemed like someone had shot in her direction, skimming her cheek with a bulldog and just barely missing her head. Now she had a fresh scar that she'd have to deal with. So much for attempting to have flawless skin, right? As her allied freed her, she took a look at the scene laid before her more clearly. She didn't know whether or not she wanted to try and clean up the mess that had been made or just leave it to the authorities to figure out... that is if they find this place.

"We didn't kill them," One of her allies informed her, nudging one of the deceased men with his foot. After bit of prodding, he glanced up at the girl with a smile as he spoke. "They ended up shooting at themselves. Cutting out the lights gave us enough of a diversion to turn them against themselves. Who would have known?" He exclaimed, the only one in the room with friendly aura radiating off of him. The others gave him a slightly annoyed glance, unable to match his awfully large enthusiasm.

She glanced around the room while stretching her arms and legs, trying to get rid of the stiffness in her limbs. "That's not the biggest part of my worries. That man was from the Kim Faction, didn't you hear? It seems like the rival gang is up to no good again and trying to get us involved in their mess." She explained, her eyes darting from body to body at the disaster laid before her. "Unfortunately he seemed to have gotten away in the chaos of the darkness. I don't want him roaming around this close to us..."

"He's definitely injured." The boy pointed out, his eyes traveling the track of blood left behind, earning a skeptical glance from the girl. A huge smile grew on his face as he walked towards the exit, carefully stepping over the deceased so that he didn't ruin the crime scene. "The underboss will probably send someone after him. He won't be killed. That's totally against the rules. We'll just... roughen him up?" He batting his eyes innocently at her, trying to get the slightest bit of sympathy from her.

"Wooyoung," She turned to him, earning sparkling eyes and a shining smile from the boy leading her out the room. "You're going to do exactly what you're not supposed to do, aren't you?" The boy opened his mouth to retaliate, to save himself from such assumptions. Yet no matter how hard he tried, no words decided to escape his mouth. She snorted as she pushed him through the doorway,"I love you and all, but you're an idiot."

Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he stumbled through the door. "There's only so much you can do when you're prohibited from killing unless seriously necessary. I'd like to think this was a seriously necessary situation since you were kidnapped, but you'd probably punch me in the gut if I had done anything." She smiled at him, because he's exactly right that's exactly what she would have done.

"Shut up and take me home, stupid." She spoke, pushing him through the doorway. "I don't want to be here when the Kim Faction figures out what we've done. Plus, I have a curfew to attend to and I am very much so past that said curfew." Wooyoung sneered at her, the mere thought of her with a curfew despite being in a gang made him laugh. It wasn't her fault that she still wanted to live a semi normal life... even if that did involve running back home after a serious fight.

The door to the manor slowly creeped open, echoing through the empty room of the building she was entering. She cursed under her breath for arriving so late, but that kinda happens when you're returning from getting kidnapped and all. Even though this was a common occurrence for her, she still want to face the wrath of an angry parent. Long lectures and the possibility getting grounded even though that's? Basically impossible for her? But her parents always make a way to give her a punishment one way or another.

"What are you doing?" A voice spoke, whispering in her ear and sending shivers down her spine. Despite not being one to be frightened so easily, she couldn't help but let out a screech of shock. Tumbling forward to get away from whatever was so dangerously close to her. The culprit let out a giggle, unable to control his laughter. "Oh no? Is the big bad Mari going to hurt me? Ah I'm so scared, help me~!" He mocked, but barely dodging the girl's fist.

"Are you insane?!" She hissed, desperately trying to make Wooyoung quiet down. It's like he wanted her to get trouble! Though her attempts to get him to lower his voice weren't working, as the naturally loud boy only amplified the amount of giggling and laughing he was doing. It seriously didn't make sense to her. Wooyoung could be so silent and vicious in certain situations, but here he was waking up everyone he could with his boombox like voice. Where was his off switch? What plug did she need to pull to make him stop?

She covered the boys mouth with her hands, frowning at him before letting out a deep sigh. "Is this payback for calling you an idiot back at the mission?" Mari asked him. Wooyoung simply shrugged, not giving her a definite answer. She resisted letting out a deep sigh, not wanting to alert anyone else in the house if her friend already hadn't. "Why aren't you at home anyways? You came all the way out here just to mess with me or something."

He removed her hands off his mouth, smiling at her with twinkling eyes. "I have to report back to the Boss. I can't really do that from the comfort of my home can I?" Wooyoung asked her before dropping her hands, walking ahead of her with a bounce in his step. Mari blinked a few times before processing what he said, realizing what he meant only a few seconds after. "Which way was his study again? I can't remember... I've been here countless times and yet I always let this slip my mind..."

"Why can't you do that in the morning?" She asked him, pushing him away from the stairs he was approaching. "I mean, it's really late a night you know? He's probably... fast asleep with his wife! Dreaming dreams of money and power, you sure we wanna mess with when he's in a state of peacefulness?" Mari told him, coming up with something off the top of her head. Wooyoung couldn't help but snort at the girl's antics as he swiftly slipped past her. She wiped her head around to see the boy waving to her as he spoke.

"Ah yes, he probably is fast asleep. And yet here his daughter is, wide awake and past curfew." He disappeared up the stairs, basically running towards the study. Mari hissed at him to stop, chasing after him in a desperate attempt to stop him. He only giggling in response to her actions, practically daring her to try and stop him. She threw herself at him, grabbing his shirt and dragging him down with her. The two let a screech as they collapsed to the ground, making a loud thud in the process.

Mari cursed under her breath, getting onto her knees and reaching for Wooyoung's hair. "You sly fox!" She began, ruffling his hair with an annoyed smile. "Why are you trying to get me in trouble, huh? You think its funny to watch me get chewed out?" The boy giggled as she ran her fingers through his hair, creating a huge bird nest on top of his head. "I thought we were friends! Friends don't do that too each other!"

"I was playing, I swear!" Wooyoung exclaimed, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hands away from him. Before the two could attack each other once more, footsteps could be heard treading down the hallway. Mari's head snapped to attention, staring down the corridor with an anxious expression. It seems as though she's made a small mistake, becoming the loud one of the duo instead of Wooyoung. "What's wrong?" He asked as the two scrambled off the ground.

She brushed herself as she stood up, her mind trying to decide if she wanted to run or if she wanted to stay. "It seems like the Boss isn't fast asleep anymore," Mari commented, giving him an anxious smile. "And his daughter isn't in her room asleep either. I'm going to get my ass kicked."

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