descriptions of killing

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Teleporting hadn't always been an easy feat for Hongjoong, but now he could say he'd definitely mastered the core use of it. He liked how free he felt when he slipped through time and space, flying through worlds and feeling all invincible; like he was in control. Like he could do anything.

It was one of the minute things about himself that made him experience something similar to happiness, mostly because he was good at it.

Or so he'd thought.

What'd happened earlier tonight between him and Seonghwa didn't necessarily affect him, but it did make him absentminded in a way that caused him to lose his bearings and nearly tumble over the sleek, brick roof he'd just fallen on.

Seonghwa's words and the way he'd reacted to his dad never left Hongjoong's mind, and when he stared at the greenish moon on the sky he remembered how the Earth's moonlight drenched the taller's sullen form and highlighted the nearly hidden sadness in his eyes.

The image got Hongjoong distracted, resulting in him losing his footing (again). He caught himself on time though and flew downwards, jumping over roofs until he leapt quite literally into his brother's arms.

Yunho looked unimpressed, but it was hardly intimidating when he just ended up appearing like a sulky puppy. "You're late."

Hongjoong grinned. "The time over here's different." He gestured to the other boy seated next to Yunho, still in his brother's hold. "'Sup, Minho."

It wasn't often Hongjoong had to work with people with different specialisations than him and Yunho, especially in a dimension like this, but that didn't mean he hadn't seen the other male more than once before.

Lee Minho grinned, dressed all in black like the brothers themselves. Dark attires that weren't too loose and could hold weapons were encouraged around here, but the dress code wasn't too strict which Hongjoong loved.

"Hey, Hongjoong. Been a while since we've worked together. How's it going?" Minho asked, his eyes a wild orange that looked quite similar to Hongjoong's. Only his pupils were convex-shaped whereas Hongjoong's were round, which would only make sense once his other form came out.

"Good. But school is crap," Hongjoong answered as he slung his arm around Yunho's shoulder, causing the taller to grumble like his weight was bothering him. But it was all for show, though. Yunho was anything but weak.

"Then why don't you stay home like your brother?" Minho laughed, but his sharp eyes were focused on the ruins the laid low before them in a misty and sewer-like green mess.

"It's weird, but I kinda sorta like learning." Hongjoong decided to plant his entire body on Yunho's lap, but his brother quickly shoved him off. It reminded him of when he'd tried sneaking into Seonghwa's room, only for the taller to push him away. The taller had then reached out in an attempt to catch him, maybe thinking that Hongjoong would've gotten hurt as a result of his actions.

Hongjoong lightly snickered at the thought, but then it ceased as soon as Seonghwa's downtrodden face from earlier tonight entered his head.

Seonghwa could be aggravatingly stubborn, hilariously oblivious and too damn curious for his own good a lot of the time, but that didn't mean Hongjoong didn't care about him -- even if it was a little bit. Maybe.

Seonghwa had barged into Hongjoong's life like a thunderstorm, going from an almost-stranger to someone who frequently occupied his mind even when he didn't want him to. He was the guy who barely laughed or smiled or showed any ounce of emotion; polite to others but had sort of a temper when things didn't go his way. He was the guy whose clothes weren't the best yet couldn't, for the life of him, successfully downplay his attractiveness no matter how much he tried. He cursed an awful lot when mad, was hard-headed to a fault, and obviously didn't see himself in a positive light, but Hongjoong still couldn't stop thinking about him.

Yunho's hand fisted his dagger, the weapon glinting through the dimly lit area. His sappire coloured eyes were more alert now, the usually transparent veins running along his arms pulsing with electric blue. "I can hear them coming."

Hongjoong immediately hopped to his feet, pushing any and all thoughts about Seonghwa to the back of his mind. The height from the abandoned industrial building the three males stood on to the foggy ground didn't faze him in the slightest; he was used to this, after all.

Minho was the first to jump down into the mesh of Mons, claws extended and teeth bared like the wild cat hybrid he was.

Yunho sank down after, his eyes cold and his stance set to kill. His dagger glazed with blinding light that sizzled with lightning sparks, hurriedly slitting the first Mon's throat and incinerating it into thin air.

It was clear they were both focused on separate areas of the industrial site, so Hongjoong raced into another direction and jumped past several roofs until he plunged and rolled into position.

Fortunately, his advanced vision allowed him to see all the Mons advancing towards him. Unfortunately, blotches of murky, greenish water were splattered all over the lumpy soil, which Hongjoong didn't like.

His black platform boots allowed for him to step over the miniature pools with ease, but that didn't mean he enjoyed seeing his reflection on them. At least their glossy surfaces informed him of the Mons which were currently rushing in on him.

Hongjoong grabbed one by its neck and twisted it, the shadow's disgustingly cold and slobbery venom almost splashing on him. He crushed another one of them with his boots, swiftly pulling out a rifle that shot flaming balls of fire and aimed it at all the others, never missing once. Most Mons hated the heat and thrived in dark, freezing areas, so fire usually did a good job at vaporizing them.

Hongjoong never had a lot of problems facing them, but at that moment when he stepped into a large puddle, water splintering in all directions, he slightly halted, resulting in the nearest Mon slamming him to the ground.

Hongjoong rolled to the side to avoid the shadow's deadly claws and his body became even more submerged with dirty water. More Mons were coming in at insane speeds, so he quickly reached out for his rifle and shot one in the stomach, smacking another two with the weapon.

Hongjoong forced himself to his feet, narrowly dodging another set of Mons. His heart thumped loudly inside his chest, high on adrenaline and dread. He could feel the water buzzing on his skin and dripping off his leather clothing, but there was no way he could afford to let it distract him when there were literal monsters out to get him.

Hongjoong shot more and more of them, loading the fireball rifle whenever he could and trying his hardest to ignore how ashy his skin had turned and how sharp his nails had gotten.

A pesky Mon clawed him by his wrist, its razor-sharp teeth ready to snap into his skin when Hongjoong punched it in the face and shot it out of existence.

Thankfully, his long-sleeved leather shirt stopped him from sustaining a major wound. By now the gun had lost most of its fuel, so Hongjoong began hitting the rest of the Mons with it, his strength allowing him to destroy those horrible things pretty quickly.

But then something pulled him by the foot and lunged him at the wet ground again, the rifle flying someplace else. Hongjoong was on high alert now, more water seeping into his back as the perpetrating Mon lurched to grab him.

Hongjoong didn't even have to think about it. He quickly drop-kicked the large monster and landed his hands on its umbra, the ice from his fingers tearing it to shreds in a matter of seconds.

The remaining Mons couldn't get to him as Minho and Yunho had already finished them off, so for a while Hongjoong just laid there on the soil, not wanting to get up.

Yunho walked up to him while Minho lingered at the back, adjusting his in-ear.

"Stand up," Yunho said, smiling despite all the dark marks that painted his face. He knelt down to Hongjoong's position, offering to help him up with one of his extra limbs.

Hongjoong smacked the tentacle away. "Leave me alone."

Yunho sighed. "What is it again?"

"I look like it now...right?"

Yunho's blue eyes darkened. It was clear he didn't that his older brother was being like this again. "You look fine."

Hongjoong huffed, pushing himself to his feet. Minho then passed him his rifle which he thanked him for. He watched his reflection in the puddle closest to him, and as soon as he caught sight of minty green and harsh gold he looked away.

"Good job, guys!" A new voice exclaimed out of their in-ears. "Sorry for like, being so absent, but I got so sleepy. Anyway, one more mission after this and I can go to sleep, so I'm pumped!"

Yunho laughed at their words as he resumed his usual form, his tentacles curling into his back. Hongjoong wished his body could shift as fast as his could. "Thanks, Yeosang."

"No problem!" Yeosang yawned. "In approximately ten seconds another portal to Earth will open up at this location since not everyone can teleport like Hongjoong over here."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes, but he was smiling too. "I know. I'm awesome."

"Yeah right."

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Once he wasn't in an environment that needed him to fight and stay alert, Yunho was gentle, like a different person altogether.

As soon as he'd warmed up some pizza for the both of them, he curled up on the couch with Hongjoong, nibbling on the slice while the older boy flipped through tv channels at the pace of a cheetah.

"So..." Yunho began as he settled his half-finished pizza on his plate.

Hongjoong raised his eyebrows, already done with his pizza. "So..."

"Where were you earlier tonight?"

Hongjoong took another slice of the cheese pizza. "I'd gone to see Seonghwa."

"I see..." Yunho slowly nodded, biting his lip in a way that caught Hongjoong's attention.

"What?"

The pink haired boy shook his head. "Nothing! But -- what did you guys talk about?"

Hongjoong narrowed his eyes. His brother was acting weird. "Uhh, we just...talked? I mean, he was being his dumb and annoying self for most of the time anyway -- nothing new. But he asked some questions and I answered and... yeah."

He wasn't going to say more, especially what'd gone on between the taller boy and his father.

Yunho nodded again. "...What questions did he ask?"

Hongjoong's face screwed up in confusion. "Why are you asking?"

"Just...because." Yunho finished off his slice, his dollish blue eyes avoiding Hongjoong's at all cost. "...He'll come here again, right?"

Hongjoong laughed, mostly because he didn't know what else to do. Yunho had been acting a little different lately ever since Hongjoong had brought Seonghwa over for dinner, but he didn't want to admit that out loud. "Why do you want him to come over, huh?"

"Because you made him uncomfortable the first time he came," Yunho explained. "And I wanna change that. I want to know him better."

Hongjoong pretended he didn't notice his brother's reddened ears. "...Right."

"Right," Yunho repeated, before packing his plate and cup. "I'm full and tired, so I'm gonna head to my room now."

Hongjoong turned to face him. Yunho hadn't always been so happy-go-lucky or positive, so it warmed his heart when he noticed how content the taller appeared. "Seonghwa..."

Yunho paused, staring at Hongjoong with expectant eyes.

"...I can bring him over again if you want."

Yunho beamed. He'd always been one to wear his heart on his sleeve, and it was something Hongjoong usually admired about him. But for some reason now, Hongjoong didn't feel all too great.

"Really?" Yunho asked.

"Yeah." Hongjoong chewed his pizza slice to try and hide the slight frown on his face.

It was strange, because he really loved it when his brother grew all excited and smiley because of something, so...why didn't he feel the same way now?

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a/n: updates will be semi daily now since school is starting and i need to prewrite  more chapters

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