So I am here with a new chapter, all I can hope you'll like it.

As always I appreciate you for waiting and not giving up on this story. And lastly thanks to Ms_starsky for editing. Love you baby ❤️✨

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Fire.

It is something that leads to the destruction of everything that comes in contact with it. But when it blazes our inner thoughts and emotions, it leads to nothing but tear down the inner feelings, beliefs, and hopes that are present in our minds.

But how much time will it take to burn everything down in Ares mind?

When will this hope ignite and take him to the door of freedom and liberty where he can decide for himself and will make everyone around him happy?

If tomorrow comes, how could he make a difference?

Is it like all the days he spends in this hell?

All these years he has done nothing, but serve these monsters in this cage. Oh, why is he even saying that the people here are monsters when he is one of them.

God!

He feels like dying somewhere in the vast space where no one could find him, but then as always, thoughts of someone crossed his mind and made the bridge out of it to reach their destination, his poor broken heart.

And so he stops himself every time from taking his own life which he wanted to take long ago.

But today, something in him snapped after all these years.

This fire was igniting every corner of his heart and mind like never before. Accidents that happened today never happened before.

Which not only flips his humanity but makes him shiver badly to the depths of his cold heart making it melt vigorously, and now giving rise to the steering wheels which were running fast to the burningly hot potent lava.

A monstrous dark shadow shaped in his eyes, he takes deep breaths to contain himself, nose flaring in rage, teeth grit in frustration.

Unable to enclose the burning pressure in his neck, he cracked his neck. A hoarse groan leaves his parted red lips as he dangerously whispered with authority.

"Call Luna, right now!"

The whole demeanor of him changed in a flick when he composed himself and made up his mind that if he is unable to help them, then he will take care of them with everything he has.

No matter what it takes.

Even his life.

Another person in the room was bewildered by the sudden order from his idol so he raised a question, a little shake was clearly audible on that frightened boy's face, "W-What...?"

"I SAID CALL LUNA, JUN!!"

Ares snarled with gritted teeth, making the younger flinch. Eyes widen in shock because never did he talked to him like this.

A second later Ares huffed, looking at the poor boy who is looking at him with doe eyes, waiting for him to clear things.

"I am not in a good mood. Don't piss me off, tell her to meet me right now! I need her! Go!!"

Eyes not leaving the lifeless body of the girl, anger again filling in his heart. So his closed fist tighten, small unshaped already bite nails digging the pale palm, tearing his skin apart.

Immediately a nod came from the younger who undoubtedly knows something is up because never saw who he is following for years, this furious. Ares was not that angry even then when he was shot by Scar, his boss, because he got caught for giving food to the patients here.

And the most important thing, Ares called him by his nickname— that means he is so dead serious.

Never they call each other by their real names because they are well aware of the fact that they are working with many people who can betray them in a blink.

They had to stay alert every freaking single second in this place and calling someone by their name— seriously it never happened before.

His legs pick the pace and now he finds himself running to the said girl's room.

Long pink hairs tied back in a bun for easiness. Lips plump as ever, as he licked them due to uneasiness in his nerves, making them more peachy pink. Heart beating fast in restlessness.

Jun's heart often swells in sadness whenever he saw his Hyung, Ares being all sensitive to small things. No one knows, not even a single soul notices how weak Ares is, except him and Luna.

Ares always cries in his sleep because he regrets everything he has done to someone which he can't tell anyone about.

But Jun is someone who always follows him, at every step. Ares is the one who always likes a protecting shadow to him. The one person who gave Jun life when he was about to die.

Oh, how can he not admire Ares?

Jun sometimes feels ashamed of himself that he always peeks whenever he was roaming near his hyung's room just wanted to know if everything is alright or not. 

He never knows this will be his life after Ares saved him, but it is far better than his past life. The boy was a prey of human trafficking.

He was auctioned to a person who was involved in the mafia. Hell will be better than that place, where he just gets a single meal in one weak. All the seven days they treat him like a slave.

A slave who always serves them his body, but it never consented. 

But after all five years of torture and suffering, he was rescued by Ares when they were on a mission. They found him without clothes, unhealed wounds on his body, cuts, and burned cigarette marks with opened stitches on the back and chest, lifelessly lying down in the underground basement.

Poor him.

Oh, how much Jun is grateful to the person who takes care of him like his own brother. And he can do anything for him. It is always worth it.

He then came in front of the blue door, where he can see it is labeled as "L". He knocked three times as a sign of their safety, a small 'come in' entered in his ears and the next second he was inside the room.

A girl with short straighten silk blond hair, up to the shoulders was sitting on the chair elegantly, back straighten, eyes on the book which is in one hand, and on the other, she has her favorite chocolate.

Her sharp eyes reached on the boy who is panting heavily, with her frowned eyebrows she asked,  "Anything new?"

In response, he just shakes his head and denies it. Because it's nothing new. There's no new news till now. Scar will give them their respective work today again because he is here again for the visit.

She immediately returns to read her book, giving her rest time to her favorite novel. Novels are more important— for her.

"Ares is calling you." The boy notified her with a loud audible gulp. In reaction, she blinked knowingly and nod her head, again turning to her novel.

"Fine, I will be there after I will finish this bo—"

"He said it's important!!" He cut her words off, for the first time. Not rudely but his voice is simply so obvious with fear and concern. So a sigh left her rosy lips, she glanced up from the book and asked as if she knows what's the problem.

An eyebrow raised in doubt, with that she inquired, examining how serious the situation is by the expression of the other person who is like a child to him.

"Something about that girl?"

A nod, that's what she got.

After heaving a heavy sigh, she mumbled, "I will never able to finish this because of you, Ares."

After she arranged the book properly into the favorite self of hers, she walked towards the boy. 

Time flies faster than anyone can imagine and that's what happened. Both now were on the way to the hall, mind roaming around to all the possible reasons for his sudden call.

The gate opened as Ares's eyes went straight to the door where he saw Luna, who is coming towards him with a stable posture looking extremely alert.

As always— she is the best in her job.

With exceptionally well at stabilizing her emotions that no one can do ever.

"What happened to her now?" Her eyes were nowhere near those two lifeless bodies who are still unconscious because of exhaustion.

She saw people in this condition every day. It's not new for her.

It's her work.

Nothing that happened here is new for her. She joined this work before Ares, no one knows how she came here.

All of them know about every single one, or what they did before, or how they were rescued for this dangerous work. But here they are, learning nothing about Luna's prior life.

She is two years older than Ares. But the experience she had in this field is really praising. Absolutely outstanding and extraordinary in maintaining the atmosphere. The name she got here is perfectly suitable for her. 

She is the leader after that monster.

She is LUNA. 

One of the best ones here, well there's nothing more he can say about her for now. 

"She is there."

He turned around and pointed towards the ample table, her eyes instantly landed on the senseless-looking body.

After staring at her body for like twenty seconds Luna let her words out, a small amount of sorrow was evidently sitting in her voice, informing Ares that she knows how deep the damage is.

"I will clean her! You don't have to worry about the girl, shift that boy to his room!" Her voice full of authority, she gave a sign to the boy.

And so Jun started his work but his mind was nowhere near Jimin's body.

The whole attention was on a particular noise coming from behind him. Someone in the room is having difficulty in breathing. Gulping continuously, loud heartbeats that were like booming in the four walls.

Without giving a single thought about it, he knows who it is. And that's what made him worried.

He was about to turn back, but in the middle, his eyes widen in shock when he heard a cold thundering voice, which made him tremble like always.

"She will be fine Ares, you need to stop breathing as if you are about to die!! Get your shit together!"

Luna gritted her teeth in annoyance, warning Ares making the said male look away.

Jun wanted to left them alone taking Jimin away to shift him in his room, but someone stopped him for a second for telling him to increase the temperature of their cold room for their bodies to rest a little.

He froze on the spot at that request.

'He didn't say that right? No! No! I am hearing things.' Jun questioned himself, confused about what he heard was right or he is just hearing rubbish talks.

Scar will not like any of this.

He will do something.

But before he can stop Area someone already opposed the pale boy before him.

"Ares! Are you out of your mi— "

Luna began, feeling nothing but frustrated about the childish behavior of Ares. This is what she hates about him. Taking decisions with emotions.

This place doesn't deserve any of his precious emotions. His emotions are purer than anything. They don't have any selfishness dripping in them.

Thinking that everything will be alright if he takes every decision with emotions is nothing but wrong.

He is mis—fucking—taken.  

"Nothing will happen!"

This time Ares grits his teeth in irritation. The annoyance was oozing out of his bitter voice. Everyone here just rejects him. He didn't like this a little bit. No one ever listened to him, even if he is the right hand here.

Is it all because of his soft behavior towards people here? Or is it because he is a person who doesn't know how to control his emotions?

He is always known as a bad boy when he was in school, someone who doesn't usually talk to anyone but has that face, which totally means "don't mess with me, or this will be your last day on this fucking earth".

But that's just a fake facade at that time. It was a masquerade, a full unnatural mask to protect his image. He was in that thing named school because he needs to keep an eye on his prey.

An innocent little prey who didn't know what's going to happen in her life. She was already so done with her existence on this earth, but that was not enough. She has to suffer more and more in her life.

What's written in her fate, will happen no matter what.

Well school, it's been a while since this thought came across his mind. He never graduated, it's all because he has to complete a mission that was given to him.

It was a mission.

Ruining someone's life to that point that they can't even think about raising their head to find a goddamn small hope because it is nowhere there.

But for now, he is pissed and not even worrying about the damn consequences. Whatever has to come to pass will happen and he will take all the punishments.

However, at this Luna just shakes her head in disbelief, not knowing what to say further in this.

She finally moved from her space and walk towards the ample table, after the boy Jun left the hall for good. For one minute she thought the girl was unconscious but she was not senseless at all.

The small amount of energy was still there somewhere in her, and with that energy all can she do is to cry lifelessly on that table-stable platform, no motions, no moments. Nothing at all. Just a stream of big fat tears landing on her hairs passing through her ears.

Eyes were puffy, lips were dark red due to hard biting on them to lessen the pain.

She wanted to scream her pain out of her body but that's not in her hands. It's enough to send anyone in worry, but there's no one who can help her with it.

Her body was shivering with the amount of pain she felt a while ago. It's been whole four days and they didn't give food to them. But it was hardly a problem when they spent days and days without eating.

Luna orbs were now inspecting the girl's condition for doing further things, while Ares waits but still was peeking towards that direction.

She first started up with taking her clothes off, but before that she lightly touched the marks on her face, but was attentive enough to not hurt her.

It was a feather touch but was much to make Sun tremble in panic.

It was sufficient to plant a seed of fear in the vulnerable heart of Sun. Her lips jutted out again, this time, she cried with voice. And that was not what everyone wants to hear.

"Shhh. . . shh. . . it's alright! Everything is alright. I am just cleaning you. Don't worry."

Ares fights with his mind to not hurt anyone who hurt Sun-Hi as she cried and Luna softly hushed her to not fear her anymore. Luna wanted her to understand that she is safe with her.

It's surprising how Luna's demeanor changed to a little bit softer whenever she talks to Sun. Not every day she does these things to anyone. One time Ares wanted to tease her but all he got was an answer, "It's just for today." 

The crying girl calmed a bit when she sensed the softer touches on her wet hair. Her breathing came back to normal. So the other girl started cleaning her.

She was about to drop the cloth from her chest, it was somewhere in the middle of her chest until a voice stopped her and interrupted her from doing anything further.

She turned around with a look on her face, when Ares scoffed, "Lord, seriously! Tell me before you do anything. I am still here."

He shakes his head in disbelief when Luna answered back with a monotonous voice but he can see how she was making fun of him, "Do you not have manners, huh?"

He walks away from the hall, after saying a 'no' like he didn't give two fucks about them. 

But he leaves a giggling girl behind him, who seems to have fun by the previous behavior of Ares, "Softie." She whispered and smiled to herself.

Ares is a softie.

But that's the curse here in this hell.

After the whole twenty minutes, she was done cleaning, her prior clothes were lying down on the stool near the table.

Luna gulped unknowingly, after all, she feels slight distress, a discomfort to be exact after doing her job. There were deep healed but wrenching scars all over her body, mainly the upper part of her hands.

They are so deep into her skin and that's what makes Luna curious about what was the girl's life back then. Is she that sad in her life?

Wait!

She didn't wanna know. Not at all.

Emotions are prohibited here. Just let it go wherever her life is taking her. There's nothing she can do about it.   

With that in her mind, she called Ares, very well aware of the fact that he was still outside the door, waiting for her to finish what she is doing. And Ares didn't wait for a second and walked straight to the table, thanking her for what she had done.

"Thanks for changing her clothes, I don't know when the last time they did it."

It was a pink hoodie of Luna's which she normally wears when she sleeps but today she decided to give her because it was now no use for her.

She is a picky one. And also someone who doesn't like to wear any clothing more than once.

She passes a small smile to him, "It's my job."
She sighed and then let out, turning her back to Area and now collecting her previous clothing from the stool, "Now, call Jun to shift her and come to my room. We need to talk about something serious."

But Ares had something else in his mind.

The boy didn't utter a single word, just nodded and hummed and stepped forwards and picked the weeping girl's body up, softly.

He adjusted her in a way that her head lays back on his well-buff chest. His eyes touched down her long black beautiful eyelashes with his invisible fingers. They were adoring her beauty but the dark circles make it disappear.

Her cheeks have not fat, just like old times.

She was so gorgeous back then. That doesn't mean she is not now but that Sun was someone else from the Sun he first laid his eyes on.

"What's in your mind now!!?"

A voice interferes him from thinking further. But he was thankful because the repentance, the greatest regret was there in his mind. He doesn't want to add more of it.

Her smile dropped to fury as she roared when she saw the scene in front of her eyes. He acknowledged what the other girl was saying and then he responded by saying, "I am just shifting her to the room."

Luna again sighed, this time the grip on the clothes was tightened. "You are seriously going crazy." She whispered out.

"Do you want someone to fucking blow your head right now? Not gonna lie, I can do that before someone else do it to you!!!"

She glanced at the girl, who was unconsciously in his embrace, limp body like already dead. "If someone sees you with her in this position, it's not good for your fucking health. You know that yourself."

She pointed out what the problem is.

And she is right.

"Let me just put her in her room. I will be back in minutes."

He ignored every single question and threat she gave to him. He even avoided her strong and sharp gaze, which was continuously giving him a type of anxiety.

But he needs to be strong because the ride was not even started.

"There's a thing called a stretcher. Take her on that thing." She pointed at the lonely stretcher, just a few meters behind Ares.

Luna wants him to stay as much as away from these matters. The freaking man Scar is not going to like this if Ares by chance crossed paths with him.

But Ares didn't care right now.

He was being so stubborn in her eyes. "No! I will not!" He answered back again with unknown determination in those icy blue eyes of his. On that pale face, they blaze so beautifully.  

He was standing there like nothing was there in his hands. Like it's empty.

Like he is holding just a mere petal.

Not a body.

And now his heart starts to hurt again in remorse.

She was never this thin before.

He deserves all her hate, he thinks it's best if she hates him. Because the reason behind her state is him, Ares.

That's why he is living his life like hell.

He didn't listen to any of Luna's words, with a rough voice he shouted telling her the exact thing she didn't want to listen to at all.

"I don't fucking care! I just don't care what they do to me." He inhaled a deep breath. "I need to help her, please." He pleaded.

Again the emotions.

His pure emotions don't suit what job he is doing here.

"Do whatever the fuck you want! "

Her voice is still as calm as 'still water'. But 'still water' is far more dangerous than long big waves. Yet, her heart was worried like always for him. With that emotion she had in her head, she left both of them alone in that silent creepy hall.

Now all left was them and the loneliness.

And that always gives rise to insecurities, regrets, and life-changing decisions.

They both were always a big fan of darkness. Their mind and soul was full of darkness. But this darkness is painful. This sadness is unbearable and they both wanted to run from it somehow.

"Sorry." He signed miserably, looking straight on the wall with full-on emotions.

He submits himself, entirely.

In front of her pain.

He throws the fake mask off his face and lets out what's in his mind.

After composing himself in a second he confessed the first thing he has on the tip of his tongue, "Sorry for being a coward. I am— I am ashamed of myself, you don't know how much, girl."

He breathes out shakily, in sorrow, looking everywhere but her.

"You don't know how I am living these days, but it's nothing in front of your pain. This thing....this suffering is killing me from inside."

His eyes automatically wanted him to look at her. A sudden sob departed his red lips and then he realized he again was crying by just seeing her condition.

The real Ares was crying.

But today in front of her.

He wanted to be free from this intolerable and agonizing guilt.

"I am sorry, Suna~ I am so. . .so sorry! Please, know that I wanted to help you that day, more than anything you can ever imagine. You were crying for help. And. . .and all I did was nothing. I hurt you badly whenever I got the chance. It was all because of them."

He cried silently but desperately try to do anything which could make her understand that he is sorry for whatever sin he has done.

His grip started to loosen up, so he adjusted her again.

This time her head lays on his left shoulder. Unable to control his emotions he hugged the sleeping body ever so softly.

Soaking all the warm heat up in him. 

"Never forgive me for what I did. But please stay. . . stay with me. Don't lose hope. Don't give up on yourself. Don't give up on me." He mumbled, in the crook of her neck, lips touching the soft skin.

"We will get out one day. Just don't. . . don't give up."

He kisses her forehead after detaching himself from her neck, glancing at her purple wrists. He was breaking from inside just by the sight of it.

"That was not me Suna. I don't want to be that person again." He again said with pain,  

"All he did was giving you pain and snatching every single happiness of yours. You were so naive to trust me and look what I did to you."

"No! Just god please!" He shakes his head and cried loudly. 

"I hope you never know what I did to you. That was not me! Just keep that protective image of mine for you in your mind."

He caressed his right hand on her thigh scars, he sniffs and blinks to make his vision clear after all the tears he let out.

A thin layer of moisture was coating his specs, so he stops breathing for a second. But the burning in his eyes was not leaving him alone.

"I will always be like what I was with you back then. This part of me was never there. You will always remember me as a helpful person. You will always remember me as your..."

No, he can't say that!

He was never that close to her to name this relationship as something pure as...

They were never that!

They were never friends.

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