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Yoongi's expression turned serious as he gently pressed down on the breaks, his eyes examining the barricaded road. Jungkook eyed the numerous jeeps and vans littered around the area. Almost as if they were being ambushed.

"Get out of the car!" a man shouted and cocked his shotgun. Seokjin turned to yoongi, who had his jaw locked with silent worry. The mint haired boy switched off the engine hesitantly when the man motioned him to.

"I don't suppose they want us to join them for a tea party with Alice, the mad hatter and co. huh?..." Taehyung whispered as he avoided the hungry man's shameless stare when he climbed out of the vehicle. He turned around and noticed Yera secretly shoving a loaded gun into her holster. Without hesitating he stood in front of the door subtly and blocked anyone's view of the action. Yera then jumped out as well.

"Well don't they look friendly...this'll be fun.." Jimin stated dryly when he finally noticed the crowd of people exiting their vehicles, with menacing grins. Namjoon opened the backdoor on the other side and hopped out with ease, followed by Jungkook, Jimin and Hobi.

Yoongi opened his side of the vehicle and stood on the jeep's step, hesitant to get out. He was the driver and if something went sideways the responsibility was his to hit the accelerator and get them the hell out of there.

"I said OUT of the car, prick" the man warned, aiming his weapon. Seokjin dropped down from the tall vehicle and quickly glanced at Yoongi.

"You wanna try me, boy?" the man taunted stepping closer, his weapon at eye level as he attempted to intimidate the green haired boy. Yoongi's tongue poked on the inside of his cheek angrily as he climbed out.

He leant against the jeep and shoved his hands into his jacket pockets, secretly searching for the concealed combat knife. He knew how to use it and he would gladly do it if he had to. He smirked lightly when he felt the familiar handle.

"Move it," the man motioned with the firearm, commanding them to step closer.

Habitually their hands flew up in the air, a response to being held at gunpoint.

"Well hellow there! Nice to see such fresh, young, undead faces out here" a woman spoke, stepping forward with her hands on her hips. She looked to be around her late 30's. Her long, wavy, hair cascaded down her shoulders with faded red highlights contrasting against her jet black hair.

"Look, we don't want any trouble. So if you could take what you want and leave us be, then we could be going our separate ways" Seokjin said, wearing a grim expression. Everyone knew it. These thugs were bad news on a whole other level. Just one look and it clicked, how could anyone miss it? The poorly drawn gang sign tattoos, the funky coloured hair, gold and metal like teeth, the punk/grease clothing and the Mad Max themed vehicles proved it all. The originality of having this situation in the middle of an apocalyptic war was laughable. They were all basically screaming out that they were scavengers, if that wasn't obvious enough then too bad. Either way, hanging around them was a dense idea.

Silence ran still in the air before the woman broke out laughing. She threw her head back chuckling and slapping her knees, clearly enjoying whatever it was she found funny. Her brainless goonies cackled along with her probably knowing jackshit about why they were laughing. The group stood awkwardly not knowing how to react to the obnoxious laughter. It died out with her wiping away fake tears, sniffling slightly.

"Honey," she started smiling.

"Don't call me that.." Seokjin deadpanned, not appreciating the cringeworthy nickname.

"Well then don't tell me what to do" she raised her eyebrows daringly. "And I don't think you're even close to being in the position to be making such demands" she spoke, her voice loud and clear on the desolate highway and with a snap of her finger loud clicks resonated along the stretch of the road. The men around her grinned evilly as they aimed their loaded guns at the group.

"I suggest you let me do the 'ordering around' and you just focus on following them? Does that sound like something you can do? If not, that's totally okay with me...however my sweet boys...they just won't be able to control themselves...they love to play y'know?" something about those two words being emphasized just didn't sit right with Yoongi.

Jeon Jungkook's P.O.V

"...they love to play y'know?" Yera furrowed her brows as the man behind her placed the mouth of his gun flat against her back, silently daring her to move again. She cussed silently and moved her hand away from the clasp tucking her gun safely.

Jungkook's eyes stayed strained on the scene between Yera and the thug.

He could barely control himself..

"Watch yourself baby girl.." the man rasped from behind, his face disturbingly close to her ear.

..the urge to completely rearrange the man's nose reached immeasurable levels.

But he knew better, if he decided to start a brawl, bullets would start flying. And by the way the men brandished their shiny and pretty much overkill weapons, they looked like they wouldn't hesitate to react violently. Some of them even looked worryingly trigger happy, like they would open fire at anything that moved. And so he watched, his stare burning holes as he clenched his fists ready to absolutely thrash the thug.

"What is it that you want exactly?" Namjoon asked, tipping his head back slightly, obviously not trusting them one bit. Jungkook broke his gaze away from the thug for a second to glance at Namjoon.

"Well Michael? Feel like saying anything inspiring to the newbies?" the woman turned her head to the side, addressing someone in the gang of goonies surrounding her.

"Just to clarify" a voice interrupted her.

"You actually think this is a recruitment? In this economy? That's funny" Yoongi questioned, his hands still raised as he kicked a small stone away from him. An overwhelmingly hostile aura emanated from his person, anyone could feel it.

Jungkook almost felt pity for her but the feeling was expectedly washed away when her thick, blood red lips curled into a sickening smirk. The insinuation of danger from her smile was apparent. How she found the time to actually put on makeup during an apocalypse was something no one had the darndest clue of, Jungkook would find himself questioning that randomly.

"Oh, my apologies...rather rude of me. You don't even know my name...I tend to have trouble with introductions.."

"I can see why," Yoongi commented with a straight face, casually shifting his weight onto a different leg. The woman's smile faltered but she fought the urge to let her composure collapse. The tinge of annoyance in her eyes, however, did her little to no justice.

"I like that one..." she started again, this time making eye contact with him. Yoongi's expression remained unfazed, unbothered by her attempt to make him feel discomfort.

"But back to what I was saying, the name's Claire. Just Claire...and this here is Michael. My right hand and the only one I trust.." a hand snaked around Claire's waist, tugging her close, almost possessive. The man Jungkook assumed was Michael, stepped forward. Their hands knitted together as Claire laughed haughtily.

"And to answer your question young man" Claire turned to address Namjoon, who's eyes hadn't left the scene once. "We just simply want more man power. A whole grove of our men were basically wiped out a few days ago, by something I really don't want to get down to the details of, when they were raiding a place. And the one that did survive ended up at your house, I assume?"

Jungkook could practically hear Seokjin's inaudible gasp. He shot a look at Jungkook, basically screaming that he was going to rip Jungkook's arms out and beat him with it, before looking back at her.

"I see you already knew..." she smiled, looking proud. Proud? If Jungkook could make people see the big question mark hovering above his head he would.

"Well he tried to stock up on some supplies but then found out that there were uninfected people living there...you" she confirmed.

"Spied on you for a couple of days and then reported back to us. When you eventually left.... we ransacked the place.." Yera looked like she could scratch Claire's eyes out at any moment.

Claire noticed her harsh glare and cooed at the sight.

"Don't worry darling, we took great care of it..." her goonies broke out into a fit of laughter, growing louder and more delusional at Claire's vague words. No wonder they looked like they had just fallen out of a cheap video game with their absolutely ridiculous looking weapons. They had gotten into Yera's stash.

"Anywho...its getting late and we don't want to attract any unnecessary attention so we best be on our way" Claire said, making Jungkook hope she meant just her and her gang. And that hope felt so close to becoming real until..

"Search them"

'Oh hell..'

At her command, Jungkook felt two large arms grab him from behind, restricting him. The others were too captured in a death grip of sweaty arms, as Claire's henchmen searched about their person. Yoongi's pocket knife was thrown onto the tarmac of the road as was Yera's gun. The other's including Jungkook had lost their weapons when they were running for their lives, leaving them with just a few empty magazines.

"Dump'em all in the back" Michael ordered as he led Claire to a parked Jeep, "and I want him up front with me" he added sending a quick smile Yoongi's way, almost mocking him.

Yoongi started to struggle madly, kicking in every direction when one of the men tried gagging him with a piece of cloth. Jungkook lunged forward, fighting against the man's restraint at the scene.

"LET HIM GO!" he grunted angrily when he saw how not even two men could subdue Yoongi. Soon there were about four people grabbing at Yoongi from every direction, trying to limit his movements.

Jungkook saw red.

He swung his fists at anything around him, hoping to connect with somebody's face. The man behind him seemed to be having a hard time keeping him under control and Junkook took advantage of that. He stopped moving, leaned forward and jerked his head back, hard. The sound of the man's nose crunching was enough for him to know that he had broken it. Jungkook had very little time to celebrate since he felt the man's grip loosen around him. With that he spun around and shoved the shrieking man to the floor.

Jungkook didn't waste a single second as he made his way over to Yoongi. Around him he could see Seokjin straddling a man, repeatedly slugging his face in, Namjoon was wrestling on the floor with another, Taehyung was clawing a man off of Jimin, Hoseok was busy fighting a crawling goonie who was desperately trying to reach for his gun and Yera was smacking the absolute lights out of some, one by one.

 They didn't look like they needed help, since none of them were being ganged up on.

On the other side of the road, Yoongi was having a bit of trouble trying to release himself. Frustrated, he headbutted a man and watched him tumble to the floor, as he struggled with the other three who were dead set on tying him up.

HERE START LISTENING HERE YALL ALMOST DIED THIS SCENE WAS SO HOT (READ SLOWLY AND PICTURE IT WELL ISTG IF YALL JUST GOBBLE IT UP WITHOUT TASTING EVERY BIT...SOMEONES GONNA FEEL MY WRATH ONG)

"Hey!" Jungkook called out angrily. One of the men stopped and turned, only getting half way there when Jungkook's fist suddenly connected with his grimy cheek, sending him crashing to the floor. He leaned over the man, glaring.

"Touch him again and your nose isn't going to be the only thing I break" the man whimpered under Jungkook's stare and stayed down. The other two stood still, stunned to the bone at what had just happened. When the gears finally started moving it was too late since Yoongi was already untied and was looking the very opposite of happy. Yoongi then ripped the gag out of his mouth, and spat angrily. Jungkook smirked when he realized how fucked those two were.

"All yours babe..." he said simply before walking around the duo casually, hands in his pockets looking completely relaxed. .

Without wasting a second they pulled out their knives and advanced towards Yoongi menacingly. Yoongi cracked his neck and then his knuckles and smiled before approaching them. One of them lunged towards Yoongi first and swung his blade rather amateurishly. Yoongi dodged, grabbed the man's arm and knocked the weapon out of his hand easily. He then twisted the man's arm, bringing him to the floor in front him as he yelped out in pain. 

Jungkook picked up the stray blade and held it against the other man's throat.

"Are you sure about that?" he whispered slowly when he noticed how the man had been reaching for his handgun. Terrified, the man's hand left the clasp and remained raised as a sign of defeat.

"Drop it.." Jungkook added.

Almost instantly he let go of the blade, the sound of metal coming into contact with the gravel road was hushed with the noise going on around them. Jungkook drew the blade away from the man's neck and brought the blunt end down against the man's head, knocking him out like a light. Jungkook dropped the man to the floor and turned around to look for the mint haired boy.

Yoongi had moved on to a new group of men who had approached on Claire's command. Speaking of Claire, she and Michael seemed to be enjoying the show from the comfort of the roof of their Jeep. The look of amusement on their faces pissed Jungkook off. What was so funny?

'You wanna laugh? I'll give you something to laugh about..'

Author's note:- Heyyyy how yall doinn~ Hope you guys are doing well and I hope this chapter was satisfying since we're getting a  little action between the characters ;)) I can already tell some of yall are simping over Yoonkook but dw the other ships are on their way uwu the next chapter is a roller coaster and I havent even planned it properly lmao 

Stay tuned and please like, comment and enjoy! ALSO A BIG THANKS TO ALL MY ADORABLE READERS FOR THE 30K WE HIT RECENTLY! IM LITERALLY IN TEARS YALL <33