Jaemin's sobs grew louder as Renjuns hand went limp.

"No! Injunnie.... Dont go." He raised his head to look at Jeno who was moving Renjun out of his lap. The older stood, facing Chanyeol who had a smirk on his face. The amount of hatred that Jeno had in his eyes was uncanny and it honestly scared Jaemin.

"Jaemin, go." The youngers eyes widened.

"But, Jeno-"

"I said go!" Jeno snapped, his voice breaking and echoing louder then the chaos surrounding them. Jaemin obeyed, picking up Renjun's bloody body and carrying him away. Jeno had gained the attention of almost everyone, even the EXO members who were watching as well.

The smile on Chanyeols face was sickening, angering Jeno even more.

"Well, now that he's out of the way, I think its time you take your leave too." Chanyeol sneered. He looked so proud of himself.

What was there to be proud of?

The child he had burned?

The man he had killed in the holy walls of a church?

The boy he had murdered in cold blood right before Jeno's eyes?

Jeno's blood boiled as he remembere the last one.

Renjun.

His Renjun.

The reason why they were all here. If it hadn't been for Renjun, he never would've killed anyone. They never would've run away. They never would've met Taeyong. Chenle and Jisung would be happily gaming while Jeno and Jaemin would race down the street, oblivious to the ban on empathy until it was too late.

He felt his breathing deepen as he remembered all the times they had together.

Renjun had never doubted.

Renjun was always there.

But now he wasn't.

All thanks to the man in front of him.

Park Chanyeol.

"I will make you pay for the shit you've done you sadistic bastard, even if its the last thing I do." Chanyeol chuckled.

"In that case it will be, because this is your last chance." Chanyeol smiled more. "Say hi to Renjun for me."

That was all it took.

Jaemin watched in horror from where he was as Jeno's eyes filled with darkness. He remembered this happening back in the fire and remembered what it had done to him.

It made his only objective to kill, no matter the cost.

Jeno leapt forward like an uncaged animal before jumping to the side, successfully avoiding the bullet that Chanyeol had just shot. The flames around them spread and a tiny voice in Jeno's head wondered how much longer the effects of the gas would last.

He pulled his switchblade out, flipping it open and watching the lights reflection flickering on the shiny metal. He looked back up at the older, seeing that he had dropped his pistol and now lunged towards Jeno. The ladder extended his arm, slashing the blade across Chanyeols shoulder. The tall man got a firm grip on his neck, blocking his airways.

But Jeno wouldnt give up that easily.

He struggled against Chanyeols hold, clawing at the olders arm before remembering the blade in his hand. He slashed ruthelessly at the olders arm and hand, smiling when he saw the long red gashes he had created, leaking hot blood. Chanyeol threw Jeno forcefully to the ground, gripping the wounds on his arm as he glared down at Jeno.

"Son of a bitch." He sneered before reaching down and ripping the switch from jenos hold. He threw it aside and got on top of Jeno, throwing countless punches at the boys face until he was bleeding.

Jeno felt the unbearable pain of the blows mixed with the coldness of Chanyeol's rings and the metallic taste of his own blood as it filled his mouth. It was growing harder to breathe and his vision was begining to darken.

No..

I cant die yet...

I have to kill him.

Jeno used all his strength to push Chanyeol off of him, standing up and stumbling to grab his switchblade.
He felt the rubber handle grip in his right hand and focused everything on Chanyeol.

His hatred.

His strength.

And he swears on every god that exists that they gave him strength.

Chenle.

Jisung.

Taeyong.

Doyoung.

Kyungsoo.

Renjun.

They were all there, giving him every ounce of strength he had.

So as Chanyeol stood, Jeno dashed forward, arm outstretched, and watched as his switchblade lodged itself in Chanyeol's stomach.

Chanyeol let out a sound like that of a gurgled groan as he choked on his own blood and fell to the ground.

"Chanyeol!"

Baekhyun dashed forward, reaching the mans side and desperately trying to hold him close, tears streaming down his face.

Jeno had pulled away, leaving the switch lodged in Chanyeol's side.

And Jeno smiled.

It was over.

They won the war.

He felt Jaemin at his side and turned to meet his gaze.

"Y-you did it. You won." Jaemin said with a small smile. Jeno felt it too. The feeling of success while also feeling like a part of him was missing.

Jeno opened his mouth to speak, but Baekhyun's voice cut him off, ringing out around the garage.

"Jeno! Look out!"

-tbc-

AN: I am determined to end this story today.. The final chapter will be posted later but I'm at school rn so oof. K love yah ~💚