AN: I got a new hoody for my birthday... That's me in my hoody..

Jeno stayed silent, watching Kyungsoo with a stoic expression as the man fainted on the ground before looking up at Taeyong. It took a minute for Jeno to realize why Taeyong wasn't giving orders.

He wasn't the leader.

Jeno sighed and turned to look where Kun, Jungwoo, and Lucas were standing.

"You three, take Kyungsoo upstairs and treat his wounds. Tell me as soon as he wakes up." Jeno said, already falling easily into the leader position. He looked at the other group members and sighed.

He knew the truth in Kyungsoo's words.

He wasn't dumb.

He knew that this wasn't over.

He knew it hadn't even begun.

"Jeno.. I have an idea..." Jeno looked expectantly at Mark as he spoke.

"Continue."

"Well.. If EXO has the advantage because of their powers, then in theory... We have to disarm them-"

"So we have to stop their powers..." Jeno finished, nodding slowly as he did. "But, how?" Mark smiled a bit.

"I think I know a way..." Jeno smiled at the older and nodded.

"Work your magic Mark.. Just don't get anyone hurt." Mark nodded politely. He looked at Haechan who was securely attached to his arm. He sighed a bit.

"Haechan, let go." He said quietly before he forcefully pushed Haechan away. The younger watched with a hurt expression as Mark went towards the stairs excitedly. Jeno frowned. Haechan had been lached onto Mark for days now.. Why was it suddenly bothering Mark? And why did Haechan seem so lost and hurt?

Renjun however, knew exactly why.

He walked shakily went over to Taeil who nodded as if he already knew what Renjun was thinking. They then both looked nack at Haechan who looked angrily at where Mark had gone before storming out.

Renjun watched with slight fear as he thought he could see an unstoppable fire in Haechan's eyes.

A burning desire for an uknown revenge.

"He became addicted to the wonderful feeling of empathy... And just like your friend his gaze is clouded by a greed.... A want for more then he is getting." Renjun's eyes widened and he felt as if he was being pulled down by an unstoppable force.

Before he knew it he was in a space he found scarily fimiliar some ways, yet totally different. Then, it hit him.

The warehouse.

It was burning down around him.

He quickly realized he wasn't in charge of his actions. It was as if he was seeing through the eyes of another.

"Jisung!" called a fimiliar voice as a raven haired boy entered the room. "Ji-" his body was racked with coughs and he luckly stumbled to the side as more burning debree fell from the ceiling. "Jisung.."

"Jeno.." A soft voice called back. Renjun looked over to see another fimiliar figure under one of the boards that had fallen. The flames hadn't yet reached the boy, but they would soon.

"Jisung!!" Jeno called, running forward and moving the board off of Jisung. As soon as the weight was lifted, the younger rolled out of the way, laying on the ground and breathing heavily as he attempted to regain all the oxygen he had lost. Jeno threw the burning board away from them and approached Jisung.

"Let's go." Jeno said, grabbing Jisungs wrist firmly to guide him back to the others.

"I don't think so." Renjun couldn't control the words that left his mouth and his voice sounded scarily fimiliar but wasn't his own.

It was Jaemin.

He was watching Jaemin's death.

Dread filled his mind as the scene continued.

"Jaemin?" Jeno said with confusion. Jaemin chuckled.

"Of course! Who else would know where to find you." He said before looking down at Jisung. "And who else would know the exact time and place to find Chenle alone." The flames crackled around them and continued to grow as Jeno stood mouth agape. Jisung didn't waste a second. He stood and moved to punch Jaemin.

The Jaemin Renjun knew wouldn't fight back.

The Jaemin Renjun knew wouldn't block it.

But the Jaemin Renjun knew also would never kill his own brother.

Jaemin easily dogged the weak attack and knocked Jisung to the ground with ease. He smirked.

"Pathetic." He spat before looking back at Jeno. "I do have to say you've grown into qiet the leader Jeno. Which may be necessary soon if our plans go smoothly." Jeno looked at Jaemin sternly.

"Please Jaemin, don't go with them! It's still not to late to come back!"

"And you think that they will except a murderer like me back! I'm sure it's bad enough they have you but a boy who killed his own brother so he could fight for the right side of a war?" Jaemin scoffed. "I think that crosses the line." Jeno looked so hopeless.

But only for a second.

He looked at Jisung, broken and hurt on the ground for a second before looking back at Jaemin. Renjun watched in horror as he saw a side of Jeno he had never seen. The boys hands clenched into fists, his hair and jacket blew in the slight breeze with the ashes and smoke. The fire illuminated his face scarily and Renjun saw the pure hate on Jeno's ash-smeared face. Jeno blinked and for a split second, his eyes were nothing but black voids, only obstructed by a small white speck providing as a pupil.

This was the Jeno who killed his father.

This was the Jeno they thought they could trust.

This was what Jaemin had been killed by.

"You ass hole!" Jeno yelled, letting his anger control his actions as he viciously pushed Jaemin backward. But Jaemin knew better and grabbed Jeno to steady himself, in the process unbalancing Jeno. The older toppled forward and Jaemin moved aside. He luckily caught himself before his body reached the flames and whipped back around to punch Jaemin, this time landing it square on the boys face. Jaemin fell back a bit before regaining himself and running forward to rap his arms around Jeno's neck, but the boy was all to fimiliar with that move. Jaemin was easily thrown off and, being not as lucky as Jeno, landed in the flames.

Renjun screamed and felt tears well in his eyes. A burning sensation covered his body and he couldn't think straight. His lungs burned from the smoke and he felt his skin melting as he made a last few attempts to escape.

He was dying.

But then, something happened.

He was submerged in water, like a hose was spraying him, and dragged out of the flames by a strong arm.
He looked up to see a scarily fimiliar face.

"Lay!" Chanyeol yelled. "Hurry, get over here!"

Renjun could still feel the pain as a shorter man rushed over, quickly placing his hands on Jaemin's chest. When he did, the pain eased before disappearing completely.

Renjun felt his head spinning and was slightly light headed. He closed his eye's and when he opened them again he was back at the present. He paused to process what had just happened, catching hus breath as he did.

He inhaled sharply when he realized the truth.

Jaemin was alive.

-tbc-

AN: ay y'all sorry bout the hiatus... I got hella busy with school and stuffs but um... Boss hit 100 mil veiws on Chenle's birthday, which is also mine kind of! Cuz I'm in America so my birthday is the 21st but in korea it would be the 22nd which is Chenle's birthday... Oof whatever.

Also OMFG WE BREACHED 1K READS!!!

Thank you all so vvv much for reading this evwn though it is very emo at times... And thanks for stickin with it when it's slow. The next couple parts should pick up the pace.

Also also sorry if this chapter was confusing but like TAEIL AND RENJUN ARE HIGH KEY GODS!

Also also also y'all should listen to the album "BALLADS 1" by Joji... Pretty...
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K sorry..

Thanks for reading!! I love you!!!!

(Also also also also Jeno abs I- AAA

Doyoung when NCTzens told him that his son ripped his shirt open at The Dream Show 2019:

😆 I love y'all)

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