~Yoongi's P.O.V~

(I look up at the mirror and see myself as a reflection. ....black eyes....black jacket...black shoes..)

(I look at the 22 Magnum in my hand also black in colour)

(No wonder I was named "Black Mask")

(I look in the mirror again and touch my right cheek. Why is my body so freaking cold all the time?)

(Sometimes I even wonder, what I'm doing? And why I'm doing it....)

Whitewitch: I thought Mama told you to be present in the "Torture Room"

Mask: And I thought I taught you how to knock

Whitewitch: Hmm...You wish

Mask: *sighs* I'm coming

(White leaves the room, and I look in the mirror again)

(Doesn't really matter...like Mama said ...forget the past and craft your future.)

(I put on the black mask on my fave covering till my nose)

(Time to work)

Yoongi's clothing~

(I head out in the hallway all the way to end and stop in front of the door and knock)

(The door opens and the guard allows me inside)

Mask: Yes Mama?

Woman: Ahh...Mask...

(Her office room was huge as she was standing beside the tall bulletproof glasses, looking out at the night city. Her long black hair covering till her waist. She was wearing a casual t-shirt and ripped jeans. Not really the outfit you'd expect the boss of a terrorist organization to wear)

Woman: Come here..

(I go near her stand beside her in front of the window)

Woman: What do you see?

Mask: I see the city of Seoul...what else?

Woman: That's what everyone sees...your not everyone...are you?

(She looks at me with her hazel-nut brown eyes. She's not exactly beautiful but she is an intelligent, elderly woman)

Mask: Then who am I?

Woman: *Laughs* Your the Black Mask after all. The one and only.

Mask: You know that's not what I meant..

(She smirks)

Woman: What do you see??

Mask: I see a bunch of buildings with people in them trying to survive life in ways they didn't want to but they have no choice now are you gonna tell what I need to know or what?

Woman: Listen to me...I said this before. I found you in that graveyard, alone and abandoned. You were injured and you couldn't barely even speak. I took you in and looked out for you for four months.

(She starts to walk away and sits on her desk)

Woman: Four months...you were lying unconscious on the bed. I gave you food, shelter...a family. You didn't know your name and so I gave you one. Does none of that mean anything to you?

Mask: . . . . .

Woman: Mask...

(She reaches out her hand for me to take it and I did)

Woman: You are a gift of God given to me. You were meant to be this. You deserve all this. Why can't you just accept this? And forget abt who you were before because none of that matters. Okay?

(This was always her strength. The ability to convince someone. And me...like an idiot...ended up being totally convinced and under her feet)

Mask: Yes..Mama..

(She comes closer to my ear and whispers)

Woman: You are my child now. Do as Mama says, okay? We were destined to be like this. And Korea will be ours soon

(I couldn't say anything else and just nodded at her)

(She pushes me slowly and gets off the desk and heads for the door)

Woman: Well come on...we have a job to do

(And like that we both head to the Torture room where the faded screams were Becoming more clear. It was the girl)

(Mama opens the door and we enter as Mayfly stopped punching her in the face)

Woman: Well?

Angel: She isn't saying anything about her...

White: How about we use the tools?

Mayfly: That would open your mouth for sure, wouldn't it?

(He says while gripping her cheeks really hard. She was tied against a chair with metal chains and blood, sweat and tears falling from her face. She was crying silently. It was obvious she was trying to act tough.)

Woman: The boy?

White: No...nothing

Mask: Who's "her"?

(They ignored my question and Mama started to walk towards the boy who was placed in front of the girl)

(The boy was still awake but nearly to the edge of dying. Looks like he got hit way more than the girl)

Woman: Mm...what a handsome face...I gave my heart once to a man like you. And he without a doubt broke it into a thousand pieces.

Yoonji: Don't...do anything...to him

Woman: Oh no..I won't do anything to him

(She fixes his hair slowly)

Woman: They will

(Suddenly Angel puts over gallons of gasoline on the boy. I knew instantly what they were gonna do to him)

Woman: Where is your mother?

Yoonji: I won't tell you ..ever...

Woman: Hm...

(She steps away from the boy and comes near me and hands me the lighter)

Woman: You know what to do..

(And she gets out of the room)

Jongin: Yoonji...I'm sorry...

Yoonji: No... please..don't do anything...I beg you please

(Angel pulls her hair with force and makes her cry more)

Angel: Are you gonna tell us or not?

Yoonji: I can't...you'd go after...I can't....*cries*

Angel: You wished for it bitch

(I lit the lighter and threw it on the boy's head as the fire spread all over his body)

(His screams filled the entire room as if it could break the walls, but we all had our poker faces on. Yoonji screamed as well telling us to stop....or..I think that's her name)

Yoonji: JONGIN!!! NOOO PLEASE STOP IT!!!! PLEASE!!!!

(The fire quickly burned his hair, his scalp, then his face down to his arms and torso. The fire flaked off his skin completely and the blood burned beneath the fire.)

(Yoonji starts to move her chair to able to save him...even though it's pointless)

Yoongi: It's no use. You know that right?

Yoonji: FUCK YOU!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!! SAVE HIM AND DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO WITH ME!!

Yoongi: We both know that he's gonna die right now

(Yoonji stops screaming and just looks at him still burning. Slowly his screams stop and he likes on the chair like a dead man...well...he is a dead man now..)

Yoonji: No...

Mask: Angel?

(She nods and puts the gallon of water on him. The smoke comes off from like a chimney and we finally see his face...or what's left of it)

Yoongi: Jong..in...

Angel: Well sweetie you didn't tell us what we wanna know.

Mask: What do we wanna know?

White: Her mother's location

Mask: Why?

Angel: Look... apparently Mama has some "unfinished business" with this girl's mom.

Mask: What business?

Mayfly: It's called "none of our business"

White: We only do whatever Mama tells us to do. Nothing more or less. Looks like you still haven't learned that yet

Mask: I don't need it from you

(I look back at the girl and she was just quiet with tears in her eyes just looking at the boy)

Mask: Get the body out

Angel: *smirks* Why? Looks like she's enjoying seeing him

Mask: I'm not gonna repeat

(She gives me a glare)

Angel: Fine...White help me

(Angel and White both take the boy's body out of the room as the girl still remains quiet)

Mayfly: Let's go

(Mayfly heads out the door as I still stood inside)

(Slowly she starts crying)

Yoonji: I hate you.....

(I don't know what hit me...because I suddenly felt like comforting. She was just a teenager)

Mask: Hey...

(I was Abt to touch her head when she pulls away and glares at me)

Yoonji: Don't you fucking touch me you monster....

(Aahh..what's the use...?)

(There's no use trying to be someone people think you aren't)

Mask: Try to not to fuck up next time.

(I start to head out the door as she whispers)

Yoonji: I'm sorry Jongin...I'm sorry.....Oh God I'm sorry....

(Don't be sorry yet
You got more coming)