Okayy haha I thought I'd start with an author's note today uwu
Firstly- this chapter is for my babies November__Bae and baeksbxtch who are so fricking encouraging and sweet and nice omfg ಥ‿ಥ
Thankyou for being so amazing me loves you ♡

Secondly- i might have somehow managed to lose both my mails and my downloaded pictures which is why the usual Ingenium banner (which was so cool) will not be there at the start of the chapters for the next few days
Or months-
Depending on my convenience, it will be back, which is basically whenever I have the time or patience to try to recreate it. You'll have to do with the weird one I made lolol sorry-

Thirdly- from here on out, this shitz gonna get real. There will be curse words and there will be swearing, and soon there will be sensitive topics like depression and self-harm. I can't possibly censor each word with a copyright symbol because as my beloved pumpkin -fantaesque_ has already written somewhere in a chapter, it looks stupid
I mean she was obviously nicer bEcAuSe she's too nice but it looked ridiculous and I don't want to ruin a tense mood by going fu©k or bit©h. This is not my crackfic lol so if I've written a serious scene, I'd like it to be serious 🤠

I like my characters to be soft and total crackheads at the same time, but mature when I need them to be, which is why writing from the point of view of a bad person, or from the point of view of someone criticizing the bad person is kinda tough, especially cause I'm an introvert who can't express herself, so there isn't any satisfying description in this story
It's basically plain narration, which is why I had to resort to using cuss words

Lastly- if you don't like what was written in this hugeass point up above about the swearing and stuff^ feel free to stop reading and maybe wait for something else lol
If you report my book or diss me in a non-friendly way or act bitchy when I don't know you, I will feed you to a megalodon :)

Okaii so let's go

Wait wait wait did anyone see the teaser of Atlantis? Onew's smile gets me every time ughh
I WILL WAIT PATIENTLY FOR THE KINGS TO DROP ANOTHER BOMB SONG

Oh man holy shitteu banner problems again
This sucks 🤠

I'm just going to start with the chapter lol, I already wasted 400 words on my rambling session-

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Jungkook roughly grabbed me and pulled me to my feet before removing a pair of handcuffs and harshly joining my hands behind my back. I could barely see; blood was flowing out of my closed eye and from various other parts of my body where the broken glass had impaled me. He stuck his hands into my back pocket and I jerked. Was he trying to caress my ass or something? Wrong timing, dude- and then he pulled out my gun and stared distastefully at it before tossing it to one of his comrades.

His comrades.

Was that it, then? The boy I had grown to care about was a selfish, lying prick? But he was Ingenium… I was sure of that. I had seen his powers in person! So he was an Ingenium that was sympathetic to the cause of the government? It didn’t make sense.

I stifled my cries as Jungkook pushed me hard and I fell on the stony ground, landing on my chin. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and he was staring at me with so much hate in his eyes. A flash indicating sudden movement and I twitched, trying and failing to clutch my side where his foot had connected with my skin. He kicked me again, this time in the stomach, and I vomited out blood along with the meagre meal I had had that morning.

“You bitch,” he hissed at me and I shook my head. I was hallucinating, that was it. Jungkook wouldn’t- Jungkook would never ever betray me. He would never betray all of his friends. He wouldn’t side with the Government and he didn’t want me dead because he was my friend. We were friends. Another kick and I screamed as I felt my ribs crack. This wasn’t Jungkook. There was glass in my eye, I couldn’t see clearly, that was why I thought that the cruel man was my friend; this was a boy that looked eerily like Jungkook but it wasn’t him.

Kookie won’t do that to me.

A kick to my kneecap and I felt it shatter, and with it, my hopes of ever getting out of there alive.

***

“Bitch.”

I felt salty tears flow involuntarily out of my closed eyes and down my cheeks. The voice sounded so much like Jungkook’s. It wasn’t him, I reminded myself but it was hard. It was so hard to do that because the boy that was torturing me looked and sounded like Jungkook. I wanted to go home. I just wanted to go home and see Jin again. The last thing I did was be angry at him about something as foolish as who was responsible for waking Jimin up. I didn’t want to die knowing that the last time I saw him, I was upset at him. “Are you going to kill me?” I croaked out.

“Who said you could talk?” the voice snapped before striking me across the face. I felt his muscles tense again next to me and tried to raise my hands to protect myself, but they were still firmly tied behind my back. A whoosh and I felt my nose break for the hundredth time that year.

“Jungkook,” a man rolled his eyes from the driver’s seat. “Let it go. They need her alive.”

“So?” the boy-next-to-me-who-was-called-Jungkook-but-wasn’t-my-Jungkook arrogantly muttered before running cold fingers down my face. I tried to bit his fingers and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and then slapped me, hard. “I’m not killing her, am I? a little bruising will do her some good.”

“You are weird,” another man spoke, looking behind at us. “I thought she was your girlfriend or something.”

“Pretend girlfriend,” Jungkook casually spoke, moving his fingers to my inner thigh where they rubbed small circles. “I can’t wait to beat the crap out of her."

“Stop, it Jungkook,” a girl warned from next to me and I recognised her voice to be of the girl at the convenience store who had given me free help.

Great.

Was there no one I could trust? I felt alone. I was alone, away from the only person who I knew loved me enough to never betray me. I wanted to see him so badly but it didn’t look like I was going to last another night in the oh-so-amazing care of my abductors. “Who needs me alive?”

Jungkook raised his hand again and I flinched but the slap never came. “I told you that I would help to you capture her, but I wouldn’t help you to hurt her or let her be abused to death in front of me. So take your molesting hands and shove them where I can’t see them, or I swear to fucking god, I will cut them off.” 

Jungkook rolled his eyes at the girl. “Stop being such a softie, Elyssa. You didn’t sound that peace loving when you were talking about drowning her in a river.”

The girl laughed and I felt her ponytail whip past my ear. “I never said that I wanted to drown her in a river.”

“But you-”

“I said alcohol,” her small eyes glinted. “Burn her in alcohol.”

“Ah, nice touch,” he grinned. “Honestly, that would be funny to see, what with her previous experiences with the drink.”

“Wait really?” she asked excitedly. “Tell me about it! It sounds cool. Did she get drunk and try to kill herself or something?”

“Oh no no no. Her dad tried to kill her by drowning her in alcohol when she was three.”

“You’re kidding!”

“Am not,” he smirked, his hands returning to my thigh. “I’ll tell you the whole story. It’s hilarious.”

“No,” I groaned, twitching slightly. I had enough problems in my life without reliving a certain memory. “No!” There was a deep scary silence filled with just my ragged breathing.

“No?” he questioned. “Did you say ‘no’?”

Elyssa shot me a dirty look and hurriedly intervened. “She obviously didn’t say that because that would have been suicidal. Joan you said ‘go’, right? Go as in go on, tell the story?”

I whimpered as the car jumped over a speed breaker, adding pressure to my broken ribs and knee. “Go, I said go,” I muttered weakly. Jungkook smirked sadistically before poking my knee and I screamed, black fog clouding my mid.

I wasn’t going to stay awake much longer. But I wasn’t going down without getting back at Jungkook for everything that he put me through and for taking the phrase “shitty friend” to greater heights. I painfully bent my wrist, still tied behind my back, and inched it closer to the pocket of my hoodie. Halfway through, my mind clouded completely and I lost control of my senses but then Jungkook’s sneering face entered my area of vision and I continued moving my hands. A slight pop of my right elbow made me realise that I might have dislocated the joint, but what was new? I was already in so much pain, one more injury failed to make a difference. My hands roughly grabbed the hilt of my knife and I panted from the excursion. Elyssa’s gaze fell on my hands clutching the weapon and she rolled her eyes before whispering in my ear. “Are you fucking crazy?”

I ignored her and twirled, thrusting my knife hard into Jungkook’s abdomen. The last thing I was conscious to hear was his roar of pain before I fainted.

***

I woke up feeling like cotton.

Not cotton exactly, just surrounded by a fluffy goodness which was so soothing that I just wanted to go back to sleep and never wake up. A person’s hands ran up and down my bare legs. “Someday, I’m going to rip off these limbs and feed them to you.” I opened my eyes and glared at the boy sitting on the bed next to me. He was bare-chested, with a white bandage draped across his abdomen, concealing the knife stab that I had made in his stomach.

“Screw off, Jungkook,” I tried to get to my feet but gave a strangled cry at the sudden pain coursing through my body.  He pushed me down back into the bed and leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.

“Jackson, you think you are so strong… you think you have control. Do yourself a favour and try to act a little weaker, it might make them have pity on you and kill you quickly.” He licked his lips and drew back, smirking. “She’s awake!” he called out before slinking out of the room.

A tanned man with a pale blue lab coat immediately entered the room and smiled at me. “Hi Joan.”

“Hello,” I muttered cautiously.

“I’m Dr. Rakesh Malhotra. Jungkook tells me you saw my show on television that day.”

“I did.”

He drew out a chair and picked up a clipboard from the table next to me. “I’m going to ask you some questions. Now you can choose to answer them voluntarily or this can get real ugly. I’d rather you tell me things now because I have a lot planned for you and it is just going to get worse.”

“Okay,” I said disinterestedly.

“First question,” he placed his pen at the tip of the page and gazed at me expectantly; the amicable look in eyes had vanished and instead there was an intense concentration. I assumed it was his ‘serious business look’. “We’ll start easy. What’s it like being Ingenium?”

“It sucks.”

“Really?” he asked interestedly. “I wouldn’t have thought that. Why?”

“Why you wouldn’t have thought that? That’s your view, I can’t-”

“Joan,” he gritted out. “Act funny one more time and you won’t like the consequences.”

I considered annoying him just for the sake of it but then I decided to use my amazing skills of being bothersome, later. “It sucks because I don’t have the right to live my life the way I want and I can’t travel two feet in the public without worrying for the lives of my friends. Living itself is a challenge because some highly dumb government officials-,” I shot him a dirty look, “-make it their life’s aim to hunt people like me down.”

He smiled, looking up in between taking notes. “Now, saying the truth wasn’t that hard was it?”

“When have I lied to you?”

“You- I- shut up! Next question. Where did you learn to shoot a gun?”

“In the forest.”

“Who taught you?”

“I am self-taught.”

“Liar! That mind reading boy taught you!”

“The mind-reading boy only gave me the gun. I taught myself to shoot.”

“What’s his name? Tell me about him.”

“No.”

He raised his eyebrows and I saw Jungkook snicker on the other side of the glass doors of the white painted room. I stuck my tongue out at the muscled creep before looking at the man in front of me. “I will give you one last chance to speak up.” I remained quiet and stared at the ceiling above me. No way in hell I was telling them anything about Jin.

Dr. Rakesh Malhotra stared at me for a few seconds before gesturing to Jungkook with a faint smile on his face. “Do with her what you will. Let me know when she is ready to talk.” The man got up and walked out of the room, closing the door with a snap. Jungkook walked inside after a few minutes, his hands deep in his pockets and a barbaric grin on his face. “Oh Joan, we are going to have so much fun. Well, at least I am.”

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