Hello! I am back with another chapter. Things may get a tad bit graphic, so I am warning you all prior. Please be prepared for it as the boys are now in the hands of an angry gang. With that said, let's just get right into it and see how the rap line is doing. Shall we?

The three boys shift closer to one another. Their eyes move from left to right, surveying the large amount of gang members everywhere. "What do we do?" Yoongi questions.

Namjoon's eyes narrow, "We fight."

"We, what?!" Hoseok whispers in surprise, "You want us to fight them! Do you seem them!? Do you see us!?"

"Shut up, Hoseok," Namjoon says calmly, "You think I'm going to just hold my hands up and let them drag me away. No way...not again."

Yoongi nods his head, "Agreed. Let's give them hell."

"We're dead," Hoseok says, but slowly lifts up his hands clenched into tight fists. Yoongi stands in a similar stance, looking a bit awkward considering he's never really fought before. Unlike the other two, Namjoon moves into a perfect fighting position. With that, chaos erupts. The three do the best they can. They're able to take down one or two of the gangsters, but things were never in their favor. They still aren't in the best of shapes after facing the other gang. Not to mention, two of the three have no idea what they're doing. Hoseok's punches are sloppy and if he happens to make contact, he recoils in pain. It doesn't take long for three gangsters to gang up on him. He's helpless as they attack his still injured head. Hoseok is out of the picture and is dragged to one of the cars. Yoongi is the next to fall. He also has zero experience in fighting. All it takes is one blow and he's down for the count. Namjoon is the last one and he puts up a pretty good fight. He knows full well how to protect himself. He takes down a couple of gangsters and continues to do so even if they manage to get a few hits on them. Namjoon seems to be doing well until one of the gang members kick his shoulder. The young gangster hisses in pain and takes a step back. He gently touches his injury and grimaces when he sees blood dripping from his now ripped stitches. "Look at you," Namjoon's father says with a smirk, "You got hurt...come here Namjoon. Let dad kiss it better."

"Screw you!" Namjoon shouts before charging at his father in anger. He gets close, but not enough. The gang members grab onto him and hold him back before he can touch his father. Namjoon growls as the gangsters pin his arms back. He struggles in their grip, but his efforts are of no use. His father shakes his head and walks over to Namjoon, "You should've surrendered." The gang leader proceeds to shove his thumb against Namjoon's wound, causing the young man to howl in pain. "Pathetic," His father states removing his hand. He shakes his head and wipes the blood left on his finger onto Namjoon's face. Namjoon bares his teeth and tries to attack his dad like a feral dog. His attempt is unsuccessful and leaves his father unamused. "Knock him out," The man says before walking towards his car. Namjoon glares at his father's retreating form before he feels a fist connect with his head and everything turns black.

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The boys all wake when buckets of freezing water are dumped on their heads. Hoseok shrieks in surprise while Yoongi lets out a string of curses. Namjoon doesn't speak or make any noise, he just stares at his captors with complete hatred. The three are all handcuffed and tied to chairs. Metal chains are tied tightly around their waists and cuffs are placed around their ankles and feet. "This is a bit excessive," Hoseok grumbles, trying to move a little.

"That's the point. Can't have you little shitheads running off," The man who dumped the water on them says, "You're all pretty valuable to the leaders. Don't know why, there's nothing special about any of you. You're all just ugly ass weaklings."

"And you look like something I'd draw with my left hand," Yoongi fires back, "Complete shit." The gangster scoffs in disbelief, throwing the empty bucket to the floor in anger. He walks over to Yoongi and stares him right in the eyes. Yoongi returns the look with just as much fire. "I'd act nicer if I were you," The gangster growls, "Unless you want a couple of bullets lodged into your chest."

Namjoon scoffs, "You're going to torture us either way. So, what does it matter?"

"You're right about that," Namjoon's father says, coming out from the shadows and standing before the three. The other gangsters in the room all bow their heads when they see the second in command. Namjoon's dad nods, acknowledging their respect before waving them away. The gang members all file out of the room. Namjoon's father waits until the door shuts before he speaks, "Stupid boys."

"What do you want from us?" Yoongi spats.

"Ooooo, he has fire. I'm sure the leader is going to like you," Namjoon's father muses. He walks over to Yoongi and grabs his chin. He moves it around much to Yoongi's disgust. "Hm, you really do look like him," Namjoon's father says.

"Who?" Yoongi asks.

Namjoon's father pushes Yoongi's face hard before walking to the back wall, "You'll see soon enough. Until then..." The gang leader presses a button on the wall and the three captives watch as the wall turns. It reveals a secret shelf stocked with different weapons and devices. "Ooooo, beautiful," Namjoon says in a bored tone, "You finally got yourself a display case for your toys."

"You should be scared of these toys. Don't you remember what some of these did," His father says, his eyes trained on the weapons.

"I seem to remember your fists being your favorite," Namjoon seethes.

His father chuckles and nods, "That's true." Namjoon rolls his eyes and the two others look to Namjoon with worry. There's something off about this conversation. "I told him I would leave you in a respectable shape, but I can't help myself. Now...which one..." Namjoon's dad says, letting his fingers run across each weapon. While the man is distracted with that, Hoseok turns to Namjoon. "How come you never told us your father was a gang leader?!" Hoseok asks.

Namjoon huffs, "Never saw it as a big deal. It has nothing to do with you."

"Yeah, well, does it have something to do with us now that we've been captured by him?" Yoongi questions.

Namjoon grumbles, "What? You want me to introduce you to him? Well, guys, this is the asshole Kim Donghyuk."

Donghyuk tuts and walks over with a black baton sort of thing in his hand, "Does it hurt you that much to call me your father?"

"I think you know the answer to that," Namjoon spats. Donghyuk rolls his eyes before making his way closer to his son. "How many times have I told you to respect me?" Donghyuk asks, lifting the weapon he carries into the air. He starts to lower it in a swift motion towards Namjoon's head. Just as he's about to make contact, the door swings open. Donghyuk groans, "C'mon, Byungshim. I was just about to have my fun."

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me?" Byungshim says from the doorway. Yoongi's eyes widen as he recognizes that voice. "Yes, yes," Donghyuk replies, "But, you know me, since when have I been patient."

"Well, I'm here now," Byungshim speaks, walking closer so that he stands beside Namjoon's father. Yoongi stares at the man in complete shock. He stiffens before quickly shifting his gaze to the floor. Byungshim notices and approaches the man, "It's been a couple of years hasn't it, my son. Shouldn't you greet your father properly? Lift your head up boy." Yoongi mouth sets into a firm line as he slowly brings his face back up. The two Mins lock eyes with one another. Byungshim chuckles, "Who would've thought our sons would steal from us?"

"It is rather amusing, isn't it?" Donghyuk smiles. Yoongi and Namjoon hiss at their fathers and start thrashing against their bonds. "Oh, will you two stop that," Byungshim states, "You're not going anywhere. You should be happy to see you're fathers again. You should be thankful that you even got to meet us. We're important people you know."

"Yeah, real important," Yoongi says, "All you've ever been is trash."

"Hey! Just because I am your father does not make it right for you call the leader of the RAGE names," Byungshim says.

"L-leader?" Yoongi stutters in surprise.

"Yes. Leader. As you can see, I've been doing pretty well from myself. I get loads more cash now than I ever did while I was working for the Jungs," Byungshim smirks, "Oh, which reminds me, we have Jung's son here too..." Hoseok stiffens at the mention of his family name. Byungshim walks over to him and reaches out to pet his hair. Hoseok squeezes his eyes shut and squirms a little. Byungshim chuckles, "Remember me? I used to work for your daddy before my son got me fired."

"Y-you u-used t-to w-work f-for my f-father?" Hoseok stutters.

Byungshim nods and mockingly speaks, "Y-yes, I did. You know I always wanted to beat your daddy black and blue for firing me. He made my life hell. I guess I can settle for the next best thing though..."

"W-what's t-that?" Hoseok questions.

Byungshim smiles, "You, of course." Hoseok pales and instantly bursts into tears. He's scared. More than scared. He's terrified. He doesn't want to be here. He doesn't want to get tortured by gang leader. He just wants to go home. "Uhhh," Donghyuk groans, "It's always so obnoxious when captives cry."

"Well, let's just drown out his cries with our sons' screams," Byungshim reasons, going to the wall of weapons.

Donghyuk's eyes light up and he raises his baton in the air again, "I like the way you think." This time the second in command slams the baton onto Namjoon's head. The man groans, the entire world spinning. He blinks and shakes his head back and forth, trying to snap out of it. Donghyuk laughs, "Just like old times, right Joonie?"

"Don't call me that," Namjoon states before spitting into the air. His spit hits his father's cheek. Donghyuk looks disgusted as he wipes the spittle away. Byungshim shakes his head, "We should teach your son a lesson. How dare he not respect his father?"

"Yes, both of them need to be taught a lesson," Donghyuk states.

Byungshim passes his second in command another baton, "I couldn't agree more. They're still wet from the water Jaesung dumped on them. They'll feel this." Donghyuk nods as he flicks a switch on the side of the baton. The stick lights up with electricity. Byungshim does the same and approaches his son. The two gang leaders press the batons to their kids. Yoongi and Namjoon writhe in pain as the electricity courses through their body. They seize and groan as their fathers press the batons deeper to their sides. The leaders don't let up until there is smoke slowly rising from the boys. They slowly pull away from the boys. They shut off the batons before tossing them to the floor. The sounds of Hoseok crying continues to echo throughout the room. Yoongi and Namjoon are both panting and slumped against their chairs. "Screw the both of you," Yoongi breathes heavily.

"Huh, I'm surprised your boy is still awake," Donghyuk says.

"Just because he isn't mafioso, doesn't mean he's weak," Byungshim states, moving back to the shelf to grab a bat with barbed wire wrapped around it. Donghyuk goes to the shelf as well and grabs a dagger with a fancy hilt. "My men took him down pretty fast," Donghyuk says, admiring his weapon, "I think you give him too much credit."

"Shut up, Donghyuk," Byungshim states, "You don't call my blood weak." Donghyuk nods his head and closes his mouth. The two gang leaders make their way back to their sons. Byunshim swings the bat and powers up. He swings with full force, slamming right into Yoongi's gut. The young man's grits his teeth in pain. He forces himself not to yell out, not wanting his father to get the satisfaction of hurting him. Byunshim slams the bat at Yoongi's legs. Yoongi hisses in pain as the wire rips through his pants and punctures his skin. He can feel the blood dripping down his legs. "Scream, Yoongi. I know you want to," Byungshim whispers into his son's ear before gearing up for another swing. The leader brings the bat towards his son's chest and lets the wire litter it with cuts. Meanwhile, Donghyuk is dealing with Namjoon. The second in command walks over to his son with a gleam in his eyes. "Let me see if you still have it," Donghyuk mutters, grabbing the collar of Namjoon shirt and pulling down. The father scoffs as he sees the tattoo printed right over Namjoon's heart. "Shame, shame," Donghyuk says, "What would your mother think if she saw this? No mafia life. Remember, Joonie."

"How do you think she would feel if she knew you were holding your son captive and torturing him?" Namjoon spats.

Donghyuk sighs, "I am no longer a part of your mother's life, but you are. She would be horrified if she saw this. Let me get rid of it for you." Namjoon's eyes widen as Donghyuk uses the dagger to cut away at his shirt. "You're nuts..." Namjoon mutters as his father lowers the dagger to his skin. Donghyuk doesn't says anything as he lets the dagger touch the tattoo. He uses the weapon to draw a large X onto Namjoon's skin. Blood drips from the cuts that the gang leader inflicts. Namjoon grits his teeth as his father starts to make more and more slashes over his tattoo. The more slashes he makes, the more blood starts to pool down his chest. Donghyuk chuckles as he starts to press the dagger deeper. Namjoon whimpers in pain as Donghyuk starts to cut other parts of his body with his dagger. The leader has a sadistic smile on his face as he raises his hand and plunges the dagger into Namjoon's thigh. The boy yelps in pain and Donghyuk smirks as he wriggles the weapon around. "S-stop..." Namjoon pleads. Donghyuk ignores his son and continues to push the weapon in deeper. Yoongi has started screaming as well. Byungshim starts to slam the bat repeatedly in the same place, ripping his skin apart. The screams of both boys echo throughout the room as well as the sobs of one Jung Hoseok. Eventually, the two leaders step away, admiring their hard work. Both Yoongi and Namjoon look terrible. There are cuts and gashes all over their body, blood drips from all of their wounds. Their heads hang low. "Do you think they learned their lesson?" Donghyuk asks.

Byungshim nods, "Most likely, but I think we should do one more thing just for good measure." The two make their way over to the weapons and quickly select their item. Yoongi and Namjoon tilt their heads up to see what the hell they could be being subjected to. Their eyes bug out of their heads as they see their fathers loading pistols. Byungshim and Donghyuk walk back over and point the guns at their sons. Yoongi stiffens and turns his head away so he doesn't have to stare at the barrel pointed at him. Namjoon choses to stare right into his father's eyes, not exactly surprised that it has come to this. "Don't act like that," Donghyuk sighs, "We're not going to kill you."

"Yet," Namjoon says.

Byungshim nods, impressed, "Your kid knows how things work."

"Of course he does, he has Lee blood," Donghyuk says in a bitter tone, "You know how they are with their mafia crap. He was bred to know."

"Don't worry, you'll get revenge on your in laws soon enough," Byungshim mutters, "Let's finish this up." Donghyuk nods his head and points the pistol to Namjoon's injured shoulder. Namjoon braces himself for the bullet, knowing it is going to hurt a lot more than last time. His father presses the trigger without another thought. A scream rips its way from Namjoon's throat as the bullet tears through his shoulder for the second time. The stitches are long destroyed and blood pours from the wound. The bullet shot right through Namjoon's shoulder and hit the floor behind him, leaving a small indent. Namjoon breathes heavily, the effects of getting shot in the same place taking its toll. Yoongi shivers, hearing Namjoon's scream. "Your turn," Byungshim smirks, pointing his weapon at Yoongi. The young man prepares for the worse, knowing that his father is just as cruel. "I seem to remember you having a taste for music production," Byungshim comments, moving to wear Yoongi's hands are attached to the chair, "I'm sure this may make it a bit hard to do any of that." His father presses the gun to his right hand and fires without another comment. Yoongi lets out a blood-wrenching scream. His entire hand feels like it's on fire. The only thing he can feel is pain. "Hm...well I'm satisfied," Byungshim states, "I say we move on to the Jung boy."

"Sounds fun," Donghyuk says, "I'm sure he'll scream louder than these two. He's scared shitless after all." Hoseok whimpers, knowing that the two gang leaders are talking about him. His sobs have become silent and he can only wait in fear for the leaders to torture him too. If they had done that to their sons, they could only do worse to him.

You choose!-What should Yoongi and Namjoon do?

Option 1-Save Hobi from the pain

Option 2-Let him suffer like them

Thank you so much for reading. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. I tried to not focus that much on the torture aspects and brush by them as fast as I can. I apologize if I made any of you uncomfortable, but do remember that I mentioned at the beginning that this would be a somewhat violent story. I still hope that you continue to read and enjoy this story nonetheless. Please show me some support by voting, commenting, following me, adding this story to your library, and checking out my complete BTS AU Ripple. Until next time, bye bye!