Yoongi blinks furiously as he tries to clear his vision, his ears ringing as he reaches his arms out blindly to try to get a hold on something to help him get back on his feet. As his senses slowly return to him, he sees Jimin next to him, leaning against the wall as he squints to try to get a good look at their surroundings. The sound of gunfire explodes around them and Jimin reaches out to Yoongi and pulls him to the floor, keeping them both low as they move into the cell closest to them.

"Hello there," a voice sounds from behind them as the door slams closed, blocking them from getting back out.

Jimin and Yoongi look back, and through their still-blurry vision, they see a man smirking down at them with a gun in his hand. "I'm gonna have so much fun killing you."

"The hell you are," another voice sounds and Yoongi sees Hoseok run into the cell and put himself in between the two prisoners on the floor and the man with the gun. "You have to go through me first."

The man laughs as he slowly pulls the door closed again, his head tilting back. "Protecting the scum, Hobi?"

"Only friends can call me that, Seonghwa," Hoseok says, glaring at him. "Get away from them before I make you."

"You do realize I have a gun," Seonghwa says in a bored tone, waving the gun in front of Hoseok. "All you have is what, a tranq gun?"

Hoseok smiles, an empty one that doesn't reach his eyes as Yoongi and Jimin get to their feet behind him. "I don't need a weapon."

Hoseok immediately tackles Seonghwa, both of the men falling to the ground as chaos continues all around the cell block. Yoongi tries to run to Hoseok to help him, but Jimin holds him back.

"It's not safe," Jimin says, and Yoongi shakes his head, trying to quiet the voices in his head that are gradually turning from whispers to screams.

"It's Hobi," Yoongi says, a wild look in his eyes.

A yell of pain causes Yoongi and Jimin to whip their heads in the direction of where Hoseok is holding off Seonghwa, and Yoongi yells out as he sees Hoseok falling to the floor, blood blossoming across his abdomen.

"It's okay, Yoongi," Jimin says, turning to Yoongi and pulling him to look away from Hoseok. "It's just his stitches. He's okay."

Yoongi screws his eyes shut, placing his hands over his ears as he tries to keep a hold on himself.

"Now, where were we?" Seonghwa says in a taunting voice, smiling as he walks up to the two while Hoseok groans on the floor, holding pressure on his stomach. "Ah, yes. The waste of space I've been hired to kill and his psycho friend who murdered his own parents."

Jimin turns to look at Seonghwa, his hands beginning to tremble as his rage threatens to take over. "Hired to kill?"

"That's what I said," Seonghwa says, shrugging. "Min Yoongi is our main mission. I've told the others to let me have him so I can have some fun."

"Who hired you?" Yoongi asks in a shaky voice, his eyes still closed as he shakes his head back and forth with a pained look on his face. "Who hired you to kill me?"

"Your mommy dearest, of course," Seonghwa says, laughing as Yoongi opens his eyes and stares at him, confusion and pain radiating in his dull eyes.

Jimin stands between Yoongi and Seonghwa, staring at him with fire in his eyes. "You aren't laying a finger on him."

Seonghwa sighs, running a hand through his unruly hair. "Let me guess: I have to go through you."

Jimin launches himself at him, immediately knocking the gun from his hand as he pushes Seonghwa to the ground, his vision blacking out as he drives his fist into Seonghwa's face over and over.

Jimin is thrown back to his memory of years of abuse and the moment he snapped on his parents. He remembers the years of suppressing the anger he holds inside, hurting himself to protect others from his wrath. He remembers the feeling of always being covered in painful bruises, whether it were from his father's hands or his own.

For as long as he can remember, the rage inside of him wreaked havoc, not caring who was in its path of destruction. Now, in this moment, Jimin has a chance to not only protect himself, but he can also protect someone he has grown to know as a friend.

In this moment, he is not the villain and his rage is content in doing what he needs it to do.

Jimin keeps his weight on Seonghwa's torso as he continuously beats his fists into any reachable inch of the man underneath him, blood coating his hands and splattering onto his face.

Jimin hears a familiar yell and turns to see Yoongi, frowning in confusion when he recognizes that Yoongi is yelling for Jimin to watch out. Yoongi's eyes widen and he takes off running in Jimin's direction at the same time Jimin turns to look down at Seonghwa, who had slowly inched his hand to his gun and gotten a hold on it again.

Seonghwa grins through the blood caking his face and points the gun at Jimin, laughing through blood-covered teeth as he pulls the trigger.

~

Namjoon spins, kicking his attacker in the chest. The young-looking guy goes down hard but he's not out. Before he can stand, though, Namjoon rushes forward, kicking him in the face. Blood gushes from the guy's mouth and this time, he stays down. He watches Hobi rush into Jimin's cell and moves to help him when strong arms wrap around him from behind.

Shifting his weight, Namjoon tries to throw the man over his shoulder, but the guy is tall and stout and hard to move. The guy tightens his grip around Namjoon's throat and the guard knows he only has seconds before he goes down. Gathering all the strength he has, he drives his elbow back into the man's diaphragm.

The man loosens his grip, but not completely. Hazarding a breath, Namjoon drives his foot back into the man's knee. This time his attacker lets go. Namjoon turns quickly and drives his fist into the guy's face just as more bodies rush through the door. Still out of breath, but knowing he can't stop, Namjoon turns with his fists raised to punch but to his relief, he finds two familiar faces.

"Looks like you could use this," Hongjoong says, tossing Namjoon a shotgun. With a sigh of relief, Namjoon slings the strap around his neck and checks the magazine.

"You have no idea," he says with a dimpled grin as he loads the gun. He moves toward Jimin's cell as Hongjoong moves past him in a crouching stance, ready to take on the next objective.

He throws Jimin's cell door wide, just as a gunshot rings out. Namjoon's heart leaps into his chest when he sees Jimin crouched over a bloodied man with a gun. A quick scan of the prisoner tells him he's not hurt. Jimin has the man's gun to the side in what looks like a narrow escape. Yoongi is at the back of the cell, his hands crushed against his head while Hobi is on the floor, clutching his newly opened surgery scar.

Namjoon crouches down, pressing the barrel of his shotgun against the attacker's forehead. "Drop the gun," he says, his voice dangerously low.

A deadly grin spreads across the man's face. "I'd do what he says, Seonghwa."

Seonghwa's eyes flash between Namjoon and Jimin before he groans and lets the gun drop on his finger. Jimin immediately rips it from his hand, pointing it at him. Seonghwa stays on his back with his hands raised above him.

"Get up--" Namjoon starts to say just as Jimin pulls the trigger, spraying blood over both of them. Namjoon looks up from Seonghwa's lifeless body to Jimin's equally dead eyes.

"He was complying."

Jimin looks at Namjoon for a moment before dropping the gun and turning to Yoongi whose irises have gone completely black. "He wasn't going to surrender. None of them will. It's kill or be killed, Namjoon. And Yoongi is the target."

"What do you mean?" Namjoon slings the shotgun over his shoulder as he reaches down to help Hoseok up.

"Seonghwa said Yoongi's mother hired them to kill Yoongi. The rest of us are just icing on the cake."

"Fucking crazy bitch."

"I hope you're not just now learning how far gone that bitch is," Jimin says, sounding the most lucid he's ever been since arriving at the facility.

Namjoon rolls his eyes as he shifts Hobi to his other arm, readying his shotgun. "Let's get these two out of here."

"What about the rest?" Jimin asks, looking genuinely concerned.

"I'll get you guys safe first, and then I'll come back to help them. Stay close to my back and we'll get out of here."

Jimin nods, though Namjoon is too focused on the battle going on outside the cell to see. But before they can even step out of the cell, a beaten and bloodied San steps in front of them, blocking their retreat.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"