Seokjin woke up in a strange man's arms, feeling drugged. He was in an unfamiliar place.
There were huge lights surrounding him everywhere.
"He's awake." The unknown man who was holding him in his arms, was also holding him hostage. He had an ankle brace on both of his ankles, and his wrists were now getting tied to a hospital bed.
"Good. Now we can proceed to further investigate him." And by that, Joowon meant to experiment with the vampire with new things such as blood samples, odd tests, placing him in strange machines, and giving him medicine he's never taken before.
He had an allergic reaction to one of them, his throat closed up and he was holding it while struggling to breathe. They forced his mouth open and gave him a benadryl for the allergy. After another hour of sleeping, the man woke up to something worse: He was now inside of a tube filled with water, hooked onto a breathing tube to be able to breathe underwater.
Strangers were all around him, observing him from far away.
"One down, one to go." He heard Joowon's voice.
"We're going to need more enforcement to capture the second one. Namjoon is a different type of vampire." The older guy who was next to him said, staring at Seokjin.
"There's no need. I'll personally confront the second vampire. My brother was changed one
day ago, he can't possibly be just as advanced as Mr. Kim. It'll be a piece of cake to capture him." Joowon tapped on the cold glass tube. Seokjin couldn't move his head. He couldn't move a single muscle in him. He was attached to wires that connected to various other machines that were pumping the blood out of his body and if he moves, he would be electrocuted by another machine that he was hooked onto just to prevent him from escaping. The man had absolutely no way to escape.
Except for one. One possibility that was too risky for him to even think properly, but it's the only thing he could do at the moment: Telepathically connect with Namjoon.
"Dr. Kim, can you hear me?" He shut his eyes and waited.
Immediately afterwards, he got a response.
"Seokjin! Where are you? I followed him, but Joowon locked the door with a pass code and I can't get in no matter how much I try." Namjoon was nearby. This relieved Seokjin, but stressed him out as well.
"I don't have enough time to explain this to you, Namjoon. I don't know where I am, but use your powers." There wasn't time or a proper way to explain everything, but Namjoon knelt to the floor, feeling sick to his stomach.
Seokjin was no longer saying anything, but Namjoon knew that they were draining the life out of him. It was just like his nightmare.
Seokjin was getting killed slowly and he had no way to access that door. His lover was about to die and there was nothing he could do.
He looked down at his hands after he flinched when touching his forehead. Namjoon's body was burning up with a fever. He couldn't breathe and his body was on fire, and he knew exactly what it was.
Anger.
But his anger was also injuring him. Something was happening to his body, he could feel it. His mask fell off as he stood up then collided with the metal door when he fell again.
The noise alarmed everybody inside of the room, but they didn't exit it to find out what it was. They were distracted by Seokjin who was grabbing the wires.
"Don't touch that! Disconnect everything!!" Joowon shut down the machines just before the man could electrocute himself with any of the wires connected to his body.
A worrying silence filled the room. Everything was very calm. No one moved, no one said a thing.
Suddenly, "What's that sound? Where is it coming from?" a loud bang echoed throughout the entire place, alarming not only Joowon, but everybody in and out of the place.
Screams were heard from outside, but everything was quiet after a sharp growl shut the voices from outside. Joowon was concerned.
"Keep him in that tank! I'm going to investigate where those sounds are coming from."
"No need." A deep, dark voice echoed after a huge crash startled Joowon.
He stood face to face with what appeared to be his brother, in disguise of a demonic figure. Later on, Joowon found out that this demonic looking man actually was his brother. But he found out the hard way, by being flung in the air by him and thrown across a hospital bed.
"Joowon, Bohwa, It makes me feel so happy to know I'm seeing you both here-" Namjoon paused to stare at both of the men. "For one last time."
His voice was dark, and possessed.
His eyes were completely white.
Clothes were partly ripped to shreds because of his muscular body. When the dark entity turned his head over, he saw Seokjin's frail body was pale, bruised from the way they grabbed him by force, and how mistreated he seemed. His body was floating in the cold water, and the glass tank was slowly breaking.
"Now!" Bohwa aimed his gun towards Namjoon and shot him to the ground.
"Tie him up." The man grabbed a rope and began to tie Namjoon, but his hands own warmed up in the process of doing so until his eyes met up with a pair of darker ones.
"Lights out." Was the last thing Namjoon said before he kicked Bohwa in the face and switched the lights of the room off.
Growls and hissing made the rest of the people in the room evacuate, fearing for their own safety.
The sound of chains moving, followed by a strange crash made Joowon become nervous.
He stepped away, but didn't leave.
"Bohwa, what's that?" He felt a cold, liquidity substance wet his shoes. When the man turned his cellphone's flashlight on, he wished he would have left it off. Joowon and Bohwa standing on the water from the tube they had placed Seokjin into. The tube had broken and the chains lingered around the place.
"Stop stroking my hair, you idiot! Now is not the time!" Joowon demanded, punching Bohwa in the ribcage.
"That wasn't me..." Bohwa stuttered, his legs were shaking as he held a gun in his hand.
"SHOOT HIM!" The men aimed randomly in the darkness of the room, trying to figure out where Seokjin and Namjoon were to shoot them down.
"I can't." Joowon took the gun away from Bohwa when his own ran out of bullets, only to find out that Bohwa's didn't have any either. They were out of bullets, and soon they began to feel outnumbered when a swarm of voices entered their heads and exited through their ears, sending chills down their spines.
"You did this." One voice whispered.
"You were always in a rush to turn us into who we are." Another spoke.
"Now don't fright. We won't bite if you keep it hush." They were sure there was more than two vampires in the room. When Joowon made an attempt to exit the hospital, the door was locked and the password wasn't working.
"Let me out! Let me out, right now!" He started to panic. This made Seokjin laugh, with a voice that really didn't belong to him: This voice was lower pitched, sinister, and hungry.
Very hungry.
"Hearing your plead won't stop us from torturing you for your mistakes." He suddenly felt a long claw run up his throat, then a full hand slither around it, nearly cutting off his air supply.
A gunshot made Joowon jump. He knew Bohwa had a gun on his hand before, so he only assumed that the doctor had just aimed somewhere to intimidate he vampires.
"Bohwa? Bohwa, stop playing around." His voice was shaky. The guy was suddenly starting to worry when he had no response from Bohwa.
"Bohwa..." Joowon found him lying on the ground, bleeding. A bullet had shot straight through his heart and killed him. This worsened Joowon's state. He was now shaking while grabbing his gun.
"Stay the hell away from me!" No bullets. Not one bullet and nothing to protect him against the supernatural powers of his brother and the vampire.
With a shaky breath, he pressed his back against a wall, feeling safe and hidden, but his safety was short lived when a cold metal was pressed against his head.
It was a scalpel.
"Namjoon, you wouldn't kill your dear brother, your own blood, now. Right?" Sweat beads formed around the guy's forehead while asking the question to the dark entity that
his brother became.
He felt his sharp teeth were near his face. The low growling increased Joowon's heart rate
and made him sweat even more.
Another figure next to him caused him to jump.
"S-Seokjin...?"
A giggle answered his question: Kim Seokjin was next to him, but he was no longer the shy and kind vampire he could manipulate whenever he had the chance to, the man was
darker. His mind wasn't where it needed to be at the moment, so he wasn't responsible for any of his actions and that included bad ones too. He could commit a murder and the next day he would have no memory of it.
"My brother in law is a good listener, and such a great liar." Seokjin ran his hands through Joowon's throat again, his claws tempted to sink into his neck, but he restrained himself. The vampire had other plans for Namjoon's brother.
"You killed Bohwa." Joowon squinted when a bright light flashed in his eyes, exposing Seokjin who's eyes were dilated. His veins were visible from the amount of blood that Joowon and Bohwa drained from him, but the amount of blood he lost was the same amount he gained when feasting on the blood that rushed out of Bohwa's body when he was shot down, energizing the vampire once again and making him stronger.
"Wrong, I didn't kill him. Master did." Seokjin responded with a quiet voice.
"Master? Who's Master?" The guy was confused. He began to look around.
A light suddenly turned on. It was dim and flickered on and off ever so slightly, Joowon sighed in relief that the darkness was over for a moment, but immediately regretted having the ability to see again. What he was met with was something out of this planet.
Something more than supernatural. Namjoon was floating in the air, his eyes were still completely white, and him and Seokjin both had blood dripping out from their mouths.
He screamed in terror as he saw Bohwa's dismantled body lying on the ground.
Namjoon dropped down to the filthy hospital floor to get on Joowon's level. The guy kept scooting backwards, but had nowhere left to crawl and his legs were too weak to get up, so he remained in shock on the floor while the dark entity approached him, destroying anything that would get in his way until he made it to his brother.
"One down, one to go." Namjoon pointed at Bohwa, mocking Joowon's voice.
"Let the games begin, Dr. Kim."
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