(A/n: in bold letters. It's in English. And the picture of hall is the hall.)

:Burn:

7 pm, sharp:

Woo pov:

I didn't felt like crying as the old man who assumed himself as my 'master', straighten himself and my adjust my mask and hairs.

My head was down as he did all the adjustment. Then he smirks at me and stroke my hairs like I am a puppy, his pet which is exactly how he's treating me right now as well.

Like, I am his pet.

"You did well. Good job. Now, not a mistake or an innocent will have to die." His right hand kept stroking my hairs as one of his worker, a girl in all black comes with a tray.

He pick the small item placed on the tray and bends down to my left ear and make me wear it.

My eyes widen slightly, head still down, hairs shielding my eyes.

It's an ear piece.

After, that, this man, Mr. John Washington left, not without tuging my hairs tightly and painfully, leaving me breathless for few minutes.

He step outside the curtains making me takes deep breaths.

I heard the announcement.

"HELLO! My all lovely partners. Hope my special gift for today, suits you all,well! Everyone, I am presenting you all the one and only, everyone dream! Everyone desires! Everyone lust! Please, welcome, The star, the surprise of Today, PHOENIX!!"

My eyes widen as I looks up, hearing all shouts and whistling coming from outside and then,

The curtains aside, reflecting the bright lights in my eyes making me shield them with my chained hands.

They were this much loosely chained so that I could move them, probably for my dancing?

Well, at least I could get away from the reality of what had just happened few minutes ago.

I closed my eyes and takes a deep breath.

That old ugly man, who I had just 'satisfy' few minutes ago had told me that if any mistake occurs, one kid will be killed and others will watch it.

I can't even risk it and I think, he's a man of word. So, again. I don't wanna risk It.

I glup the lump down and looks up as the music starts.

I was in some kind of room, on stage and was in the spot light of a red light falling on me.

With thousands of eyes glaring in my soul with lust and many dirty expressions.

I took a deep breath and my eyes wander around the big hall as music started.

(A/n: play the.music above for better experience)

That's when my eyes fell on the balcony upstairs facing me.

And upon it, was the one and only john Washington standing with that victorious smirk and kids with many black wearing prople pointing guns at the kid's head and.. all of them were terrified/crying with alice clucking twila close to her chest, tears rolling down her face,  crying silently. Alan and lan were shielding other two crying silently toddlers.

Wait a sec,.. how the heck did he reach up there this early?

No one pov:

All of them, the kids were looking at wooyoung, silently crying for his help but what could he do?

He was himself bound in these chains.

Forced to perform like a damn animal.

Music was still playing as wooyoung head down, still confused on that one damn question. The chains hanging from his mask and hands and bounding him diligently makes noise of honour and ethereal-ness.

There was a pin drop silence in the hall just the sound of music was heard.

His eyes once again raised to look where the kids were, and then a voice spoke in the ear piece in his left ear.

"Start singing or one will die." He watched as the gun man behind alice head adjust the gun more in the back of her head as she silently cries looking at him.

Not having any choice left, wooyoung looks at front and start singing, mixing his voice with the rhythm of the music making his voice lead the music.

(A/n: the one in bold, in English. Other in korean.)

"If my kingdom burn to dust,
Would you still love me?
Would you still hold me?
Or~ would you leave me behind?
Turn and Run."

He looks up continuing singing as many dancers wearing all black skin tight and simple masks and starts dancing around him.

On the other hand, the old man or to be exact, mister. John Washington smirk widen as his eyes lands on Hongjoong and namjoon with others soon following behind but san, mingi and junkook.

"They have arrived, sir." John, one pet came forward and tell him that in ear.

He nods and leave the balcony leaving the kids behind.

But with the corner of his eye, wooyoung while still focusing on his performance saw the.old man and lan with gun still pointed on his head was dragged with him.

But wooyoung continue singing.

"If my honour bust in flames.
Would you still want me?
Would you come rescue me?
Or~let me torch in these ashes,

I've made."

Wooyoung closed his captivating eyes and leans his head back, showinghis unmarked neck on display as he let himself drown.

"If I were nothing
Just a poor man wanderer.
Would you still love me?
Or~ is this some twisted game."

His chained hands pull on his hairs sexually as he let himself drown while singing.

And the sound of chains and shines and red light wasn't much of a help also.

"Use me, as long as I offer."

The old ugly man put a black with diamonds decorated masquerade mask on his face hiding half of his face or to be exact, mister.john and makes his way to his VIPs guests.

"Well, well. Let me welcome my special guests. I was waiting for all of you."

Namjoon clear his throat and nods while shaking mister.john hand.

"It's our pleasure to be here. Altho..." namjoon glance at wooyoung who was still singing....looking oh so ethereal.

"Something you're needing.
And love just to take away."

If you ask any of the brothers, how are they feeling?

The answer is...

So damn lustful.

Their love, first love altho is their little brother- oof- that hurts to think.

Looking all so ethereal with bounded in those chains, and that voice-damn, it could make anyone tig-

Okay, so where were we?

Oh right!

"Please, follow me. Let me show you to your table." All of them nods and follow john upstairs.

Jimin was trying to hold himself and understand what's going on.

"If my health was wearing thin,
Would you take care of me?
Would you comfort me?"

Wooyoung was loosing himself.

He didn't even notice when his brothers and adopted brothers were taken on a special table which was a little higher from the rest of the enjoying the show viewers.

"Or~let these flames engulf
All of my skin."

And not only that, from their table, wooyoung was seeing clearly which was making only more difficult for all of them to control themselves for all different reasons.

"If my body turns to stone.
Would you live for me?
Would you think of me?"

"Enjoy, the night, gentalmen. I have to welcome other guests also." John pats Hongjoong shoulder and leave.

"Or~let my memory get,
Scorched by the wind."

Leaving them in the eyes of many full armed and ready to shoot guards.

One thing forgot to mention, the balcony where kids are is still up higher from where all of them sitting.

After getting a nod from yoongi. Yunho skillfully, acting like he's scratching his ear, activates his ear piece.

"Did you guys find anything yet?" Yunho asks quietly in the ear piece.

"We have find the kids. They are sitting above you guys. Altho, this whole place is quite highly guarded. Still, no match for us." Came the voice of san and yunho secretly rolled his eyes.

"If I were nothing.
Just a poor man wandere."

"Anyways, junkook hyung and mingi are on their positions. Ready and ah... wait a sec.." keyboard typing was heard through the ear piece.

"Would you still love me?"

"Ah-ha! Found him! Hyung, that 'asshole' aka our 'dear father' is sitting on the left corner of the hall. In that shadow." Yunho nods as his eyes fall on him.

"Or is this some twisted game."

"Great." Yunho put his finger down and nods at the others who prepare their guns on the que.

"Use me, as long as I offer."

Wooyoung had completely forgotten/lost.

"That's my good boy. Master is so proud of you." Came the voice in his ear piece but wooyoung just ignore it and continues his singing/sexual dancing.

"Something you're needing.
And love just to take away."

"Get ready on the count of three." San whispers in his ear peice, focusing on the six computers in front of him, showing almost all the inch of the hall.

Even his twin.

"Do you love just to take away."

San felt his mouth dry up on that line.

"San? Sannie! You listening!?" Mingi voice brought him back.

"Huh? Ah- sorry."

"Focus please. Come on, start the count down." Junkook voice came.

Musicslowed as suddenly wooyoung stop with his head down, hairs covering his uncover face also. With chains bounded looking soo.. ethereal.

"Right. 1..." san started the count down as everyone ready themself for the fight.

An eerie silence fell upon the hall which was broken by wooyoung beautiful voice.

"Why do I question?
You've done nothing wrong.
Still, I',m feeling.
You might be a fraud.."

"2..."

"Why can't I trust now.
Not a single soul.
Who've I become now.
I don't even know..."

"3..." just as those words left san voice. Junkook and mingi quietly and skillfully were about to broke through the door where the kids were.

"Don't let me burn!"

All the others were also about to stand up when san stop them.

"No!!! Stop!" Silence..

"Don't let me burn!! Oh!!"

"Hello? San? What's wrong?" Mingi hissed in his ear piece over the loud music.

"Don't let me burn! No!"

"San!? What's going on? What's wrong?" Seonghwa hissed also quietly.

But no reply from san came even after all of them tried.

"Don't let me burn! Ah!!"

Jimin was about to stand up to shoot but taehyung stop him and shakes his head lightly making him sit back.

Just as the music low, san voice was heard through all of their ear pieces.

"Run! It's a trap!!"

"Don't let me burn....."

Boom!

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