:Father:

Woo pov:

I have no idea what just happened.

Few minutes ago, I just finish the song and then next thing I know was.. a bomb blast?

Someone came and roughly make me stand, cutting the chains but letting the half ends attached to my wrists and ankles and stomach and start dragging me to somewhere, up the flights of many stairs..

No one pov:

A battle was broke everywhere.

Who was fighting who? No one knows.

Many bodies were lay dead due to the bomb blast just few minutes ago.

In midst of this all, yeosang tried to make the blood flow stop from yunho stomach wound.

"Damn it! We need to stitch it now or you will lose too much blood!" Yeosang mumbled.

"Sangie, hiss.. I am okay." Yunho shoot someone behind yeosang who was about to shoot yeosang. While panting heavily.

"Hyung!" Yeosang looks to side to find san and mingi and jongho comes to them.

And mingi immediately starts shooting while san sits besides yunho and yeosang trying to put pressure on the wound.

"Where are the kids?" Yeosang ask while his focus was at the tending of yunho wound.

"They are in the protection." Yeosang nods.

"Listen, took yunho and-" yeosang glance at jongho and back down at yunho's wound.

"And jongho with you san. Keep the kids in your site."

San nods.

"Wait- I am not-" jongho tried to reasons.

"Listen here, jongho. The kids needs you, right now." Jongho sigh and looks down.

But neitherless help san with yunho and both makes their way towards out.

Yeosang turns back to fight with mingi, junkook and others.

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"Do you have any idea where wooyoung is?" Namjoon ask hongjoong as they both hides from the bullets together behind a common table.

"My idea is upstairs." Hongjoong says looking around.

Namjoon nods.

"What's the plan?" He asks as he shoot some and hide behind again.

"Plan. The thing is, I guess some of us should go and check inside."

"Like it. Everyone!" Namjoon yell in the ear piece making everyone attention to them.

"Me and Hongjoong going upstairs. Seonghwa and taehyung, you both gonna follow us. Others, slave the ones here! The police on there way." Namjoon says and skillfully both him and Seonghwa and taehyung get their way inside.

Killing, shooting anyone coming in their way and soon, they reach the upstairs to a hall type room with a big balcony where the mask man was standing with a knife on wooyoung neck with one hand other holding wooyoung head back with his hairs.

But instead of the mask, it was replaced by a black blindfold on his beautiful eyes and a cloth gag secured around the younger's mouth tightly.

"You,.. let him go." Namjoon threaten.

"Stay back! All of you! Or his neck will be separate from his whole body!"

"Don't dare. Remember, if he had even one scratch on his body I will drag you out of your grave and torture you until you beg again to die." Hongjoong growled lowly making the mask man suddenly laugh.

"Oh My Dear. Your truly how your father describe you. Hongjoong."

Hongjoong remain unfazed.

"But, you all missed one thing."

"And what's that?" Taehyung ask this time.

"That." All looks at the big window where mister.kim was standing with a smirk and a kid was hanging by the open window.

One wrong move, and the rope hold in mister.kim hand will be loose and then that will be the end for the poor life who was silently crying.

"Father." Seonghwa growled this time.

"Hwa." Their father smirk only widens.

"Let go of the kid and wooyoung now. I don't want to kill you tonight."

"Oh my dear, sons. This isn't for you to decide."

"Then, forgive me." Seonghwa runs to his father taking out his knofe.

"As you wish." His father let go of the rope making alan fall but luckily taehyung was fast to capture the rope.

On the other hand, as mask man attention went to seonghwa and their father.

Namjoon and hongjoong took the advantage and advance to him.

But unfortunately, the man push wooyoung backward and wooyoung hit the railing. A sharp edge which was broken and was like a knife. Stab wooyoung right side abdomen making him gasp behind the tight gag.

While others were fighting each other. He was fighting with his binds, binding his hands behind his back.

Somehow, he managed to free his hands and then, his first instant was to remove the blindfold to look down at the broken rail inside of him.
He closed his eyes as he placed one hand on the railing, other where his wound is.

Wooyoung was in so much pain, that he didn't let the gag out.

Silent tears roll down his face as he push himself and finally, the broken rail now coloured with red appears.

Wooyoung choke on thegag and falls on the ground, rolling on ground.

He didn't even able to hear anything, far from notice anything.

He didn't know who called his name, pick him up, and runs from that whole place where police arrived

He didn't even made up, being laid on a car back seat with head on someone lap who took the gag out letting his pained moan flow freely or when a hand start stroking his hairs, one pair of hands putting pressure on his wound.

He didn't make out the yells of drive fast!

He didn't make out when he was again pick up bridal style and rush inside a hospital.

When he was being laid on a stretcher and was rolled towards the ER.

He didn't make out the worried glances, the rush words of hope.

No nothing, his full mind was on.

Pain.

The pain in his lower abdomen like he was Ripe open.

He didn't remember when an oxygen mask was place upon his mouth.

He was at that time fighting between staying awake or sleep.

He didn't notice what the ones around him were saying but the last thing he knew before his vision black out was the bright eyes shinning in his eyes.

Was it the end?

Did he die?

He didn't know.

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