Jungkook thought he was hearing things. He narrowed his eyes at the girl, who helplessly tried to explain herself.

"I-i.."

"Shut it." Jungkook warned, his hand traveling to the girl's airways, pressing down on her throat with his hand. Faith gripped hard on Jungkook's hand that trapped her lungs from receiving oxygen. Jungkook felt like he needed to take action on this girl.

"Stop struggling." Jungkook sighs, pressing harder into the girl's skin, hearing her helplessly try to refill her lungs with that fresh air; well air thats been contaminated by local factories and smokers.

Jungkook finally saw Faith's eyes roll to the back of her head, making Jungkook grow a small grin. Maybe he was having too much fun torturing one of his members, although at once, she was much more than that. She would tell jokes and play around with the young leader, young, stupid love, a love that shattered in a millisecond, right when Faith cheated. Jungkook dropped her from his life, did he break down and cry? No, of course not. He took his resided anger out on victims, and only now wondered why he hadn't taken that held in anger on Fae herself.

"Thats what a slut deserves." Jungkook growled lowly, kicking the girl in her waist and dragging her limp body to the brick wall. Faith gasped breathlessly for air, but struggled, as a mark ran over her pale skin, a soreness already forming in her neck

Faith struggled to sit up.

"D-don't call me that."

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Taehyung aimed a blow at the target. The hooded man caught his fist and laughed it off, twisting Taehyung's arm behind his back, a loud pop resonating in the quiet alley. Taehyung gritted his teeth, letting out a scream of pain as his bone was practically snapped in two. He watched the man hover over him, his arm now bent looking, out of place.

"Wow, that looks painful, V." The man grabbed Taehyung's already insanely dismantled arm and twisted it the other way, a sharp crack coming from it as well. Taehyung did not say anything, just bit into his cheeks, enough to draw that metallic crimson liquid.

He spat out the blood onto the ground, the man 'ooed' at this, his laughter ringing like a taunt in Taehyung's ears. He slumped his body against the cool brick, hoping the coolness of the stone and the shade lingering above him would help ease the pain.

Taehyung suddenly got an idea, he needed to trip this guy, but he would be able two, normally, without a broken arm. But he needed to use both arms to make sure of a fall.

Taehyung reached out and pulled strongly on his leg with both arms, he cried softly as pain shot up to his shoulder. The man came tumbling downward, with a loud grunt. He pushed himself up and re-balanced on the ground. He looked down at the miserable-looking boy, who limply held his broken arm. Taehyung was squirming under the stare.

Taehyung looked around, but obviously the man followed his stare.

"Don't try anything, V."
He warned, backing up and searching the area for any escape tools, which there were none. "You can't even escape, anyways."

He turned back to V, but his eyes had changed, they looked more deadly and angered, Taehyung had a bloody knife in his now un-bandaged hand. His own blood dripping down the blade. It coated it in the red liquid. The man's face grew in utter fear.

He backed up to the brick wall as Taehyung neared him, a crazed look in his eyes.

"O-okay V.. c-calm down."

Taehyung lunged forward, the pain in his arm seeming to leave. He watched the man collapse to the concrete, blood pooling under his limp body, the knife hanging from his gut. Taehyung wiped the splattered blood from his cheek, smearing it, until it dried. He looked utterly insane.

But, wasn't he already?

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