It was late and it was raining hard. Jimin was walking with brisk steps covering himself up with a velvet scarf that he got from his late mom for his birthday, years ago.

Following the yellow street lights, Jimin could hear footsteps from behind, he began shivers down to his spinal. He turns around just to see a shadow in his peripheral vision, his heavy breath escaped from his lips.

"Oh... god!" He began to run.

He could hear it groaning louder by each second.
He quickly makes his way toward an old and abandoned building. He quickly pushed the door with his heavy breathing and makes his way to an empty room to where he can hide.

"Someone... please help...." he prayed, softly crawling himself underneath an old empty desk, where he quietly covered himself with his fragile shaking body.  

He could hear the echoing of a shadow voices from the closed end of the room, the cracking of the footsteps fear him with unconditional emotions swelling inside.

"Go... away." Jimin softly whispers underneath his skin, as he kissed hi velvet scarf praying that it was just an illusion.

The creaky voice getting closer each second, Jimin slowly pushed himself against the wall for support as he covered his head with fear.

"Come out on..." the darken voice groans.

Jimin eyes widen. "No... no." He murmurs quietly.

Shaking and praying for help, Jimin bites his hand to keeps his cries out of sight. He can feel the pain from it, but rather than being in pain, he wanted to be safe.

"I can smell you..." the deep disembodied voice echoed through the places as it footstep becoming closer.

Jimin closed his eyes, his tears run down to his lips.
He could see from the underneath the door space, a black smoke was swelling in like a spearing chemical cloud.

"I saw you." The unknown specter murmured, coming a little closer to where Jimin was.

Jimin shook his head slightly, looking at the shadow legs from the underneath. He could see the black smoke flowing around it, it wasn't a person nor a zombie-like... it was some type of spirit. A spirit that doesn't want to leave this world, a spirit who is eager to get it revenge for something that is undone.

"I found you." The shadow smiled, looking underneath the desk with it red crimson eyes.

Jimin heartbeat echoes, the dread inside him couldn't even tell him what to do or what to say. He looked deeply into the shadow crimson eyes, as he slowly realized that this is where he'll die.

"I don't want to die yet, I... haven't make my mom proud yet..." he cries softly, fearing that he will never ever make his mom wishes come true.

The pitch blackness of the shadow cracked a smile that seen so inhumanly enough to scared Jimin. It black smoke surrounded Jimin, pulling him out from the underneath the desk. Jimin looked up to see a giant black smoke billowing around. The closer it gets, the more he sees a monster, a cold-hearted evil spirit that wanting nothing more except the blood of a human body.

"your blood smell so good." It said, giving Jimin a big bleak smile as it pulling him in closer.

All Jimin could do was cries softly, begging to let him go.

"No... please... no... somebody help!!!"

The sinister laughed, groaning at Jimin as it transformed into something big, bigger than a personal perspective. More like a venom monster.

As the shadow lifted Jimin up in the air, Jimin could see a flash from the window glass, as if it coming closer. And suddenly the window glass scattered around into pieces and a mysterious man appeared in the night lights. Capture both attentions.

"Taste my blade." The man said, pointing his sharp broadsword at the specter.

The shadow groans louder, it anger range from seeing the unknown man as if it almost afraid of something. The specter dropped Jimin down and run for the man.

"Get out the way!" The man yelled and Jimin nod.

As Jimin makes his way out from the room, he could see a white flash from the room he had just left... even though he couldn't see clearly what just happened, but the smoke from the black shadow suddenly turned into sparking pixie dust. The man that has just rescued him glows in the darkness, his pale white skin shine above the moon as his shiny broadsword raised above him.

Jimin was admiring him. He has never seen such a beautiful person in his life, the man that shines like the stars and moons felt like heaven gate had just opened up to him.

Lost in his thought Jimin couldn't bring himself from looking away from the man appeared.

"Are you hurt?" The man asked and Jimin nods his head without thinking.

"Where?"

"Huh?"

Snapping out of his thought Jimin eyes widen.

"Ah... I mean no! Tha-thank you for saving me." He bowed.

"So you could see them huh?" The man asked curiously and Jimin looked up at him with questionable looks on his face.

"See what?"

"Those evil spirits."

Jimin nods, giving the man a yes answer.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Park, Jimin."

Held out his hand, the man gave Jimin a small smile, "my name is Min, Yoongi. And I am a spiritual hunter."

Taking Yoongi by the hand, Jimin looks into his eyes, "spiritual... hunter?"

Yoongi nods his head, "yes. Spiritual hunter. We hunt down evil spirit who claims themselves to get into human body. They can obtain power by drinking human blood or enter their body for control. They also called Shadow People."

"Why am I able to see them? Do you know why?" Jimin asked.

"I'm not sure, but I know one reason why you can see them. It is because of your pure blood...l" he paused for a moment, stepping closer to Jimin and smelled him.

Jimin began to flutter, "wha- what are you doing?"

Yoongi step back, as he murmurs softly, "you smell good, make me want to taste you."

Jimin blushed, not knowing how to respond or react to that, he quickly looks down And shake it off.

"Actually I've been able to see them since my mom passed away a few years ago. Since that day my life has been a mess... I don't know what to do."

Yoongi couldn't do much except looking at the boy in front of him. He know exactly how the boy felt.

"How about joining me? I'm looking for a partner."

"A partner? For... hunting monster?" Jimin asked curiously with eyes widen.

Yoongi sighs, looking unsure as he glances at Jimin with a slight grin on his lips.

" No... maybe? Every spiritual hunter needed to have a partner.... and..." He paused for a moment as he scratches his head, "no... wait. I lie. Not every spiritual needed partner. I just needed one. But I really though, I do need a partner." He blushed for a bit and quickly turn back to his old self.

Jimin sighs, "but I'm not a hunter, how I'm supposed to help you?"

"You have the power to scent them."

"I do?"

Yoongi nodded, "yes, I can scent your power flowing around you. Pure soul!"

"I'm not really sure, Yoongi. What if I caused trouble for you?" Jimin asked, giving Yoongi uneasy looks.

"Then, I'll punish you."

"WHAT!?" Jimin Shockingly shouted.

"I'm joking." Yoongi briefly said, not showing any emotions. (Which mean he seriously will punish him.)

Jimin sighs in relieved, "you had me scared for a moment."

"So, will you be my partner?"

"I'm not strong or had the strength to slay a monster. But yes, I'll be your partner."

"Good. And let's go home." Yoongi mumbled softly as he slowly averting his eyes from Jimin.

"Home?"

Yoongi averts his eyes farther more, close enough to turn himself around, "well, every spiritual hunter must stay with their partner for all time. And besides, we must seal a contract before we become an officially partner."

"What contract?" Jimin asked curiously, moving closer to Yoongi as he slowly trying to catch Yoongi eyes.

Yoongi on the other hands looked as if he was struggling to looks at Jimin in the eyes as he spoken in a husky voice, "blood, and... kisses. We press our fingers together with our blood, and seal it with a kiss." It was a joke, but Yoongi was serious about it.

Jimin eyes widen, his cheeks suddenly turn red from the tip of his nose and all the way to his ears. And before he knows it, Yoongi had already slid the tip of his index finger with his sharp broadsword. And a red drop of blood fell from the tip.

"Your turn, " Yoongi said, holding out his sword to Jimin.

"I... I'm scared." Jimin spoke softly.

"Then, close your eyes."

Being told so, Jimin closed his eyes. He can felt the coldness from Yoongi touch, as Yoongi slowly lifted his index finger closed to the blade, Jimin could felt the pain as the blade cut through his skin.

"Ouch."

Yoongi noticed how scared Jimin seems to be, he slowly removed the blade from Jimin finger and smile, "all done, you can open your eyes now."

As Jimin slowly open his eyes, Yoongi had already pressed his index finger to his.

"And now, we'll kiss."

~To Be Continued~