Namjoon's POV

Got it! I thought to myself. "Suga hold on to her!" With no warning, I pressed a button on my watch. This forced the backpack to release its jets. Yoongi was flown into the air. "RM no!" The backpack, without his permission, sent him back to our hideout.

I watched as Yoongi was flown back to our hideout remotely. They're safe.

"Now why would you go and do something like that? Kim Namjoon."

My eyes widened. I forgot about him.

"To save them? Why else?" I asked the man. He just smiled. "No matter. One less person to worry about. Grab anything of value from him."

I was released from the nets as his men started to pat me down. They took off my backpack and watch. "The other one was wearing the same bag."

"Could be of use."

I started to sweat. If they find out how to use it then they will be able to find our location! In a panic I yelled. "Watch Self-Destruct! Pack firefly home!"

I watched as my backpack caught fire making one of the men drop it. The bag then started to fly home after putting itself out. The watch blew up, this caused it to lose all data and information from it. Including my location.

"You will regret that." The leader said. I just stared at him. "Maybe, but at least my family will be safe."

With a growl he spoke again. "Take him to the interrogation room!" I was then taken off the roof and down the stairs. Back inside the building.

"So where exactly are we going?" I asked. The two men holding my arms said nothing. "Alright, silent treatment I can respect that." I watched as I was led to a garage where a car was waiting for us. "Wait, hang on. I thought you were taking me..."

"To the interrogation room. Buckle up, you are going to Daegu." After he said that I was hit on the side of the head, knocking me out.

3rd POV

~~With Yoongi~~

"I told you to not engage. And what do you do? YOU GO ANYWAYS!"

After landing back at their hideout, Yoongi told everyone what had happened. How he snuck out, Namjoon following him,....him getting captured. So Teahyung was yelling at him at the moment.

"I know." Yoongi said with his head down.

"DO YOU!? YOU KNEW THIS MAN WAS AFTER HIM YET YOU STILL LET HIM GO WITH YOU! NOT ONLY THAT BUT HE WAS TAKEN FROM US!" Jungkook yelled at him. Yup, both leaders were in the room right now.

"I know where he is at. We can go save him right now instead of wasting time yelling at me." Yoongi said.

"We can't. When we tried to track him his watch was self destructed. You know how that works, it's only voice activated. Joon had to say it for a good reason." Taehyung spoke. Yoongi frowned.

"Yeah, all we got was his backpack returning. This man is smart, that means he must've taken Joon somewhere else." Jungkook informed both of them.

"Only Namjoon knows of every location this man has. We can't go into his laptops due to them having locking systems." Taehyung walks away from them to the large screen on the wall. "I have this open to see if Joon will send us anything. He only deactivated his watch, not his other hidden gadgets. We just have to wait."

Even though he didn't show it, Yoongi knew Taehyung was worried. He can hear it in his voice. Jungkook got up with his crutches and started to leave the room. Yoongi stayed put, watching his boss stare at the screen. "I'm really sorry." He said once again.

Taehyung looks at the ground. "I didn't want him to come with me but he followed me anyway. I wanted to stay with him but he sent me home. I didn't want to leave him." Yoongi felt his voice shake.

"I believe Namjoon went for one of two reasons. One, to make sure you didn't die. And Two, to prove his worth to you. He probably got tired of you looking down on him and not trusting him so he followed you to ensure your safety. All he ever wanted was acceptance from everyone. I gave it to him because his parents wouldn't. I think you may have been his most wanting acceptance. Don't give yourself too much credit as well Yoongi. It was also his idea to follow you and his choice to let you leave him. He knew what he was doing."

Yoongi watched as Taehyung pats his shoulder and walks away. He felt bad. "I never got to tell him I was proud though." Yoongi said to himself.

Namjoon's POV

I woke up to a very throbbing headache. "Man that hurts." I tried to rub my head but was stopped by restraints. I was handcuffed to a table. I looked around the room. Huh, this really is an interrogation room.

I flinched when the door opened. I turned to see who walked in. A police officer!? I'm at a police station!

"Alright, here you go sir. I'll make sure no one will disturb you two." The officer walked out after the Man came inside. Corrupted cops are the worst. "You have all the men and territory in the world yet you still need cops? Some leader." I spoke for the first time after waking up.

"This questioning is being recorded. I want to make sure I miss nothing. Plus, every mafia needs at least a few inside men." The man smirked.

I glared at him when he took a seat in front of me. Taking a sip from his coffee cup I sit in silence. No one said anything. Just quiet. Until...

"What all can you do with technology?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. "A lot."

"And that will be?"

I shrugged again. "Much."

"Elaborate."

"Plentiful."

He slammed his hand on the desk, not going to lie I did flinch. I wanted to laugh at the fact I was irritating him. "Problem?" I asked innocently.

Taking a deep breath he speaks again. "Let me try this again. Can you make me a 'God's Eye'?"

My eyes widened and my breath hitched. God's Eye is a device that is able to sync into every camera all over the world. This includes traffic cams, security cameras, and even phone/computer cameras. No way in hell am I giving this man such a thing.

"Judging by your reaction you know what this device is. Right?"

I gave no other reaction.

"You do. Well, I need this God's Eye in order for my future plans to work. None of my men can figure out how to create such a device. I bet you can though." The man leaned over the table to be right in my face. I felt sweat run down my face.

"Um...I want a lawyer." I knew I wasn't going to get one, I just wanted out of this conversation.

"What do you think you're in? A bad 80's movie? You're not getting anything. Your rights don't matter anymore. Now you will make me God's Eye."

I shake my head like a toddler not wanting to eat his broccoli. "No." I said.

"I am willing to go through torture methods if you like?"

I stare at him. "By torture do you mean physical or phycological? Physicality seems counterproductive. I will tell you anything if it brings a conclusion to the exertion but you will have no idea what was verifiable." I smirked.

"Using big words to make yourself sound smart? Well, how about this for big? Unargumentative Intercourse?"

My smirk dropped. "What?"

I felt the chair I was sitting on leave me. I was forced to stand hunched over the table since my hands were still handcuffed to the thing. Hands pushed my body against the table. I felt fear run all over my body.

"Get away from me! Don't touch me!" I yelled. I tried to struggle but the stupid handcuffs restricted me. The Man walked behind me and started to fiddle with my pants buttons.

"Just say you will make me God's Eye and I will let you go."

All movement stopped so I could think about all my life choices. Should I or should I not risk making this device for my own health? What am I thinking!? Of course I know this answer!

"No!" I kicked someone behind me, this caused him to let me go. Now with one pair of hands on me I lift myself on the table. Flipping over on my back to spin and so I can push the other man away from me with my legs.

I flipped myself onto my stomach. I am still handcuffed to the damn table. Boss Man then walked towards me and grabbed my face. "You're making your fate worse now." He warned me.

"Bite me!" I yelled back and slammed my head into his. He was disoriented, that is when I took my chance to use my mini blow torch in my ring to slice off the handcuffs.

Once I was free the two men ran to me and grabbed my arms. Now standing on the floor, I use the table to stand and kick off it to flip over the two. This caused my arms to close in front of me slamming their heads together. Now, all of them on the floor I took my chance to run out of the room.

Opening the door I ran to find help. Officers watched as I ran for my life. That was when I saw the corrupted officer. We made eye contact for a few minutes before I ran the opposite direction from him. I can't ask any of these officers for help. Who knows who is good or bad?

Three more officers started to chase after me. Ok, so he has four inside cops. As I was thinking I slammed into a very built body. I was knocked onto the floor. After I came back from shock, I looked up at the person. A woman. That's embarrassing.

"Are you ok, honey?" She asked me. I felt relief run through my body. "No! I'm not! Help me!" I asked her. She nods her head before helping me up onto my feet. Once I was back up she smiled before turning me around and handcuffing me. "I have him, Sir. He's near the breakroom."

I felt betrayed by her words. "You're with him too?" I asked. She sighed. "Not all of us are by choice." I widened my eyes at her words. We just stood there waiting for the Man to come get me. "A little word of advice. Don't ask for Daegu police's help. When you get out, warn your family."

I nod my head. This could be helpful. I guess not everyone is a bad person, they're just stuck with bad people. We stayed quiet until the Man came into view.

"Good job, Manobal."

Manobal nods her head but says nothing. I just glared at him. "You're a bad man, mister." I told him. He just nods. "Like you're not any different. Take him to my home and....prepare him. I need to talk to Manobal for a bit."

I was then handed over to the two men I beat up. I think it's funny how I was able to with my hands cuffed together. I felt my ring being taken off me. "Hey don't break that. I worked hard on it." I'm not that worried about the ring, it doesn't have any tracking device on it so it's ok if they have it.

I was then led out of the station. "I have a question, why was I really brought here? A normal phone would've worked just fine to record our conversation. Plus it would also be safe in his home."

"Oh god, do you ever shut up! If you must know, he probably had it here so you know that there is no one here to help you but your own." The officer told me. Well, yelling at me is more like it.

"Didn't have to be rude about it. I have another question. How much are you guys getting?" I asked with a smile. I felt pain on the side of my head. Did he just hit me?

"Shut up!" The other officer yelled. I did as told. I can't annoy them too much.

I was then thrown inside a van. The door was slammed shut and started to move. I tried to make myself comfortable in the meantime.

"What are you doing?" A voice asked me. I look up from my position to see the face of the voice. "Jackson?" I asked. The man nods his head. "Yes. What are you doing, if I may ask again?"

"Just getting comfortable. What are you doing here with these bad people?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

Jackson was a good friend of mine in University. He was always 2nd to me in everything. Instead of forming a rivalry we formed a bond. Friendship. I told him the hardships at my home and he told me about his bad life. Turns out we have a lot in common.

"I was kicked out of my home, that was why I stopped going to school. Wait, are you with them?" I didn't want to tell him more if he was.

"I'm handcuffed to the fucking wall, what do you think? They took me because I was looking for you. All they said was I could be used for bait for you. Whatever they want from you...."

"I know, give it to them. You're very selfish." I interrupted him. He just kicked me in the shin. "Ow!"

"No, you stay quiet. I overheard their conversation. With this God's Eye, they won't be taking over the mafia's but the country. After that, they want America. Don't give them this device. No matter what. Promise me."

I nod. "I promise."

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