San narrowed his eyes as he eyes the entrance in front of him. He was determined to not mess this up. He had to prove that he could be trusted. He could do this.

Wooyoung came to crouch next to him and they exchanged a look letting the other know that their back was covered.

Their task was simple.

Wait for Yeosang's signal, sneak in, and try to prevent whatever mysterious item was in there from being stolen.

"Performing scan of building now." Yeosang's voice said through his ear piece.

Get out of here San.

"The top several floors are clear, but there are about ten men on the first floor by the big vault door. It's at the back of that vault that there is a second door for them to get through that then leads to the underground vaults." The hacker hesitated. "I'm trying to find a floor plan of the building, but my drones can't scan below the first floor. They must have some sort of high tech security system in place. Which is good because that means they should have a hard time breaking through it too."

"Thanks Yeosang." Hongjoong said quietly. "We are all in position, awaiting your signal."

"I don't like this." Jongho's voice came in. "It looks like they are all just standing around, like they are waiting for something."

Trust us. You don't want to be here.

San shook his head and gritted his teeth. "We are already here, we might as well observe for a bit."

"I agree." Hongjoong said. "Seonghwa what do you see?"

"Same thing. They are heavily armed. I've got a clear view of most of them, I could take out maybe half right now." The oldest said.

"No, not yet. Let's wait and see what happens." Their leader said.

San glanced at where Wooyoung crouched next to him. The younger looked nervous. "Are you ok?" San whispered to him.

Wooyoung gave him a tense smile and nodded. But he pulled out one of his knives and started fiddling with it, confirming San's thoughts. So he reached back and took his hand.

Since when did you become so soft?

San closed his eyes and swallowed. He squeezed Wooyoung's hand to comfort him, but also seeking comfort for himself. He didn't have time now to imagine locking the voices away so he would do his best to fight through this and ignore them.

"Someone's pulling up." Yeosang said.

San turned and looked back down the alley, watching a black truck pull up in front of the bank. Several more men got out, followed by someone who looked to be in charge. He had a serious look on his square face and all the men surrounded him.

"Seonghwa, can you see who that is? Yeosang?" San asked.

"I'm trying to run a facial recognition scan now." The hacker replied.

But there was no answer from Seonghwa.

Wooyoung shifted a little and looked up at the building Seonghwa was waiting on. "Seonghwa?" He asked, his voice shaking a little.

The man lifted a hand to his ear, pressing against an earpiece and started to talk.

Last chance San. You should listen to us. We only want to protect you.

San cringed and twisted his head as he felt the voices trying to take over. He couldn't give in.

The large group of men walked into the bank and out of San's, but he agreed with the voices. Something didn't feel right. "Are they doing anything with the vault yet?"

"No." Yeosang answered. "This group is standing there too."

"I don't get it." Hongjoong hissed. "Seonghwa, what do you see? ... Seonghwa?? Can you hear me?"

Now San glanced up at the building too. What was going on?

"Sorry, earpiece f-fell out." Seonghwa said. "I'm here. I can't really see anything. They all have their backs turned to me. But they are looking at the safe now."

"Wooyoung and I can slip in to get a better view." San said, glancing at the younger. Wooyoung's eyes widened in response, but San just gave him a reassuring nod.

There was a long silence.

"Be careful." Hongjoong said.

With that, San and Wooyoung hurried forward, staying low to the ground.

San... You're going to regret this.

They pulled open the door and turned sideways to slip in, staying close to the wall. Thankfully everything was dark, so they blended in perfectly.

Wooyoung took the lead, his leather boots making no sound as he made his way down the long hall and into the main room.

Hushed voices could be heard from the large group of people.

"There's no way they are going to be able to break into that." Mingi whispered. He and Hongjoong must have also slipped inside. "I don't even think I could break that lock..."

San...

Wooyoung crouched under a desk and peered around the corner, signaling for San to stop.

San...

He could feel the voices trying to take over and couldn't help but let out a small whimper. His eyes fell to Wooyoung as he cracked his neck.

"Why aren't they doing anything?" Jongho asked. "I think you should abort.

San scanned the room and saw it rigged with explosives.

Perfect.

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Wooyoung's heart raced as he strained to hear what the men were talking about. He too had a bad feeling about this, but he was determined to prove himself to Hongjoong and the others.

When he was sure that no one could see him, he dashed forward and hid under another desk.

"Wooyoung be careful." Yeosang said.

He was too close now to respond, but he nodded, knowing that if Yeosang was watching him that he would see.

"The door is too thick, this will never work." One of the men said.

"Do you see how many explosives we have?"

"I think we should add a few more."

"There has to be a better way to get down there."

Then a more commanding voice cut off all the others and Wooyoung thought he heard someone suck in a breath in the earpiece. "We move tonight. I always get what I want."

Wooyoung froze.

I always get what I want, pet.

No. It... It couldn't be.

He felt his hands start to shake.

"Get out and get ready to blow this place." The voice said.

There was no doubting it. He knew that voice... And it still haunted him in his sleep.

I always get what I want. And right now, I want you.

"But sir! If you do this, it will attract every police officer in the city."

A gunshot filled the air and Wooyoung had to cover his mouth to muffle the whimper that his mask wouldn't completely cover.

"And that's exactly what I want. Blow it!" He ordered.

Wooyoung looked to the side and watched in horror as San slowly stood up.

Only it wasn't the San he had grown to know and care for.

This San had a dark look in his eyes as he sneered down at Wooyoung. He tilted his head to the side, and Wooyoung had no problem envisioning the twisted smile that would be behind his mask.

"San what are you doing?" Yeosang asked, sounding worried.

"San get down!" Seonghwa said.

"Sannie what are you doing?" Yunho finally chimed in and San froze.

Wooyoung watched as he extended his neck and rolled his head while his hand twitched next to one of his knives.

"Sannie get down, please." Yunho begged.

"Abort. Abort mission." Hongjoong ordered.

But not in time.

Several explosions came from around the vault door, shaking the entire building and sending debris in all directions.

Wooyoung cried out as on shattered the desk above him, but thankfully it took most of the impact.

He looked up and saw San running for one of the men who had come back in the building. The older jumped and plunged a knife into the man's chest, dropping him immediately.

A single shot ran out and another man dropped to the floor next to Wooyoung.

Knowing Seonghwa had his back, he ran forward to attack the men pouring into the building. There was no escape now.

He ducked under a swinging arm and slices at a man's calf, dropping him to his knees so Wooyoung could twist and run the knife across his throat.

Then he spun and shoved the blade up another man's rib cage, cringing as he spat blood in his face in response before falling to the floor.

A gun fired next to his head and Wooyoung flinched before spinning around to strike again.

A hand stopped him and he realized it was Mingi, keeping him from attacking Hongjoong.

Wooyoung nodded in thanks and turned back to the fighting. He saw San getting deeper and deeper in the mix, but he was a flurry of arms and legs as he took down the thugs.

Then the building started to shake and he paused, looking up. "We need to get out now!" He yelled, watching cracks in the ceiling appear.

Everyone else, including the men trying to rob the bank, all stopped and looked up too.

"Now!" The deep voice from earlier called out.

Suddenly his men spun around and Wooyoung felt and arm wrap around his waist and arms and lift him off the ground. "Let go of me!" He screamed, trying to reach for one of his knives.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!" He heard Mingi roar.

Wooyoung's heart started to race as he was carried out of the burning building. The man holding him was strong, keeping his arms pinned to his sides.

What the hell was happening?

Several screams came from behind him and then he sound of the building crumbling drowned them out.

He had no idea where anyone else was, or what was happening to them.

There was a gunshot.

Wooyoung fell to the ground and rolled, pulling his knife out of his boot and springing in to an attack position. But his captor was face down on the ground with blood pooling around it.

An engine revved next to him and Yunho came speeding in, jumping the curb in the van and heading straight toward the man group.

Everyone did their best to jump out of the way, although one man went up and over the van and landed with a sickening crunch not he ground behind it.

Wooyoung ducked under another attacker, but his arm caught his hat, sending it flying. After slicing that man's throat, Wooyoung ran after it, scrambling to stay on his feet as he was jostled around.

When he finally grabbed it, he stood and froze. Suddenly all he could hear was his heart pounding in his ears as he locked eyes with his nightmare.

The other froze, halfway in his car, as their eyes met.

He sneered and snapped his fingers before pointing at Wooyoung.

Two men broke off from the group and advanced toward him.

Two gunshots echoed off the building and both men dropped.

The man looked around, shocked, before giving one last glance in Wooyoung's direction before he got into the truck and it sped away.

"Fall back!" Hongjoong's voice said in his ear. "They are breaking up! Fall back!"

Wooyoung turned to see Mingi and Hongjoong back to back as they fought of their last attackers. Yunho had San tucked under his arm and was firing his hand gun rapidly. San was clinging to his shirt and there was blood dripping down his arm.

"Wooyoung get out of there!" Yeosang yelled.

He turned around just in time to dodge one last attacker, slipping behind him and stabbing him several times.

As the rest of the men fled, the group of five ran to the van and piled inside.

Wooyoung pulled San to him in the backseat so he could lay down. The older was whimpering and shaking, but Wooyoung couldn't tell if it was from the wound, or trying to fight the voices. "It's ok, San. Deep breath. We are heading home." Wooyoung whispered.

Yunho slammed on the gas and squealed away from the sidewalk to pick up Seonghwa.

Mingi had Hongjoong in his lap and was wrapping a bandage around his forearm. "What the hell happened back there?" He asked, not looking away from what he was doing.

"I don't know, but it's like they knew someone would be there tonight." Hongjoong said, glancing at the rear view mirror to look at Yunho.

The driver's lip was in a snarl and he kept glancing back at San. "How could they possibly know? We haven't been that active."

"Maybe they just hoped someone would show up." Yeosang chimed in. "From what we overheard from Wooyoung, it sounded like they genuinely wanted to rob the place, but the one man sounded like he wanted to draw attention to the robbery."

Hongjoong swore, then yelped as Mingi tied off the bandage. The taller murmured a quick apology and Hongjoong sighed heavily before resting his head on Mingi's shoulder.

Wooyoung's hands shook as he tried to force that voice out of his head. He had never wanted to hear it again...

The van screeched to a stop and Seonghwa jumped in the side door and slammed it shut. "Take the long way home." He ordered before turning around and locking eyes with Wooyoung. He crouched in the isle and lifted his hand up to grab Wooyoung's chin so he could turn his head back and forth. "Are you ok?"

Wooyoung could hear the concern in his voice and wanted nothing more than to fall forward and be in his arms... But he was scared he would end up panicking and hurting everyone in the van, so he nodded and forced a tense smile.

Seonghwa didn't seem satisfied, but he looked down at San and peeled away the sides of his shirt. "It's not deep, just long." He said, rubbing San's head. "Are you ok?"

The younger whimpered and nodded before scrunching his face.

"Block it out, Sannie." Yunho said from the front of the car.

Wooyoung felt San relax and he tilted his head to meet Yunho's eyes in the mirror. He ran his finger's through San's hair and the older nuzzled in to him a little bit.

He felt Seonghwa's eyes on him as they drove home, but he ignored it, not wanting to see the pity or the shame that was probably in them.