"Are you joking? What am I to you?
Am I easy to you? Are you playing with me?
You're in danger right now. Why are you testing me?"

- Danger
(BTS)

"Hyung, watch out!" Jin turned at Jimin's alert and struck the approaching enemy with the butt of his gun. The man crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

"Let's go!" Jin signaled. They marched deeper into the building, where other members of Dark Nebula were already engaged in the raid.

The gangsters had targeted a colony controlled by a small group of thugs who had allied with Sinister and conspired against Dark Nebula. The corridor was littered with the wounded, evidence of the fierce skirmish.

Jin fired his weapon, hitting a man who was trailing them from ten meters away. He had spotted the man's reflection in a glass window. Jimin kicked open a wooden door, revealing the thug leader kneeling with his head hung low.

V was already there. He crouched down to the thug leader's level and spoke in a deep, husky voice, "You think you're clever, don't you?"

The man smirked. "I am. My plan is to kill the boss of Dark Nebula, and it's already in motion. This building will explode in a few minutes. You're all as good as dead."

V's eyes showed no fear, only fierce determination. "Oh, really?"

"Don't believe me? Let me show you." The thug leader pulled out a remote from his pocket and pressed a red button.

"What the—" Jimin's eyes widened in shock.

"Mission accomplished!" RM declared, striding into the room with J-Hope right behind him. "The bomb is defused."

Jin clapped his hands. "Perfect timing!"

V turned his steely gaze back to the thug leader. "So, you were saying something?"

The thug leader's face drained of color. "How... what..."

"Even if the bomb had exploded, you couldn't kill the boss. He's far beyond your reach," V smirked.

"W-what do you mean? You're not the boss?!"

"Do you really think JK would waste his time dealing with minor thugs like you? Come on, he's the Boss of Dark Nebula! You chose the wrong gang to conspire against. Goodbye." V drew his pistol. "Enjoy your life in hell!" As the gunshot echoed, the leader of the thugs fell dead, and with his death, the group of thugs was finally defeated.

The Dark Nebula members gathered, surveying the scene. Jin reloaded his gun, Jimin checked the corridor for any remaining threats, and RM and J-Hope exchanged a nod of satisfaction. They had successfully neutralized the threat and proved, once again, why Dark Nebula was a force to be reckoned with.

V was satisfied with their success. He encouraged everyone, "You all did a good job, especially RM."

RM smiled, "Don't mention it." His dimples were showing.

Jimin's phone rang, interrupting the moment. "Hello?"

Yoongi's voice blasted through the phone. It was loud enough for all five to hear without speaker mode. "Come on, what are you guys waiting for? There's another bomb in there! Do you want to get killed?!"

Jimin's eyes widened with urgency. "What! We're exiting now!"

"Fast! You only have four minutes!" Suga's voice was tense. As head of the control department, he monitored all missions from his computer and provided critical warnings if anything went wrong. He had spotted a man from Sinister placing a bomb just after RM had defused the previous one.

Without wasting a second, the five gangsters bolted for the exit. The urgency of their situation was palpable. They navigated through the maze of corridors and rooms, leaping over the bodies of the wounded and unconscious. The building's walls seemed to close in on them as the timer ticked down.

Jin took the lead, his sniper instincts guiding him through the quickest routes. J-Hope stayed at the back, ready to fend off any surprise attacks, while V and RM kept pace, ensuring no one was left behind. Jimin ran alongside them, his mind racing as he thought of the seconds slipping away.

"Move, move, move!" RM shouted, pushing them to pick up the pace.

They burst through the main entrance just as the timer hit the final minute. Their lungs burned, and their muscles ached, but they kept running, putting as much distance between themselves and the building as possible.

They reached a safe distance and turned to look back. A deafening explosion rocked the ground, and the building erupted into a massive fireball. The force of the blast sent a shockwave through the air, knocking them off their feet.

Coughing and catching their breath, they looked at each other, relieved but shaken.

"That was too close," Jimin panted, his heart still racing.

"Thanks for the heads-up, Suga," Jin said into the phone. His voice was strained.

"Just doing my job," Suga's tone was cool but with a hint of relief.

V helped Jimin to his feet. "We need to stay sharp. Sinister isn't going to give up easily."

RM nodded, dusting himself off. "And neither will we. Let's regroup and figure out our next move."

The five gangsters walked away from the wreckage, determined to stay one step ahead of their enemies. The mission had been a close call, but it only strengthened their resolve. Dark Nebula was a force to be reckoned with, and they would continue to prove it, no matter the challenges they faced.

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Jungkook stepped down from his helicopter, greeted by Taehyung. "Welcome home, JK!"

He removed his sunglasses and walked towards the headquarters, Taehyung at his side. "So, how did things go here?"

"Everything is under control except..." V trailed off.

"Except what?" Jungkook's smile faded.

"Except that we found a spy." Taehyung paused, waiting for Jungkook's reaction. His  eyes darkened, but he said nothing. "He's been living here for a month as one of our trainees. Jin caught him last night talking to a Sinister gang member."

"What was Jimin doing all this time?" Jungkook's voice deepened.

"I've already dealt with him. He regrets being careless and promised to be more vigilant from now on," Taehyung quickly added to calm him down, and it worked.

"V, you surely know how to handle me." Jungkook smirked. V acknowledged him with a smile. "Where is the miscreant?"

"He's in the basement."

The basement was Dark Nebula's holding cell, a place filled with the constant cries and groans of hostages and criminals. It was not a pleasant place.

Jungkook entered the room and saw Hoseok with the spy. The man was wounded, his chest heaving with labored breaths. "Did you interrogate him?"

J-Hope answered straightaway, "Tried very hard, but this man won't spill a thing!"

Jungkook harshly lifted the man's head, his dark eyes piercing through the spy's soul. "What are you here for?" Jungkook asked, calm yet fearsome.

The spy chuckled with a dirty smile. "Opening my mouth isn't so easy, Mr. Jeon."

"V, hand me the gun." V obeyed. Jungkook placed the muzzle on the man's forehead. "Now decide."

"Oh no, you can't kill me. If you do, you'll never get your answer," the spy smirked.

"Do you even know who you're dealing with?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's JK!" the spy rolled his eyes. "That rat already mentioned your name a million times," he said, nodding towards J-Hope.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes, but the spy continued. "But I find you nothing more than a scared, helpless child, unable to defend his sister—" a gunshot silenced his words.

"That's it!" Jungkook exclaimed as the man lay lifeless in the chair, a bullet in his head. "Talking too much is fatal, you know?"

Jungkook left the room without another word. The others silently followed. They knew the spy had significantly messed things up. Jungkook hated anyone recalling his past the most, and anyone who did so was not spared—not even his closest allies.

Taehyung and Hoseok exchanged glances but remained silent, understanding the gravity of what had just transpired. They would need to tighten security even further and ensure no more spies infiltrated their ranks. Jungkook's leadership, while ruthless, was what kept Dark Nebula at the top, and they respected that deeply.

"Why is he so pissed?" Jin whispered as he peeked through the door of the fighting room. Somehow, its always one of his hyungs who peeps into his room.

The man in question stood in the ring, surrounded by five huge, muscular opponents. He looked like a tiger facing off against five elephants, clad in his sleeveless shirt.

J-Hope answered from beside Jin, "The stupid spy mocked him about his past."

"May his soul rest in peace." Jin made a quick gesture of the Jesus-cross with his fingers before a thump interrupted him. He refocused his attention on the scene inside. The last opponent was down, clutching his stomach. "Already?! J-Hope, you need to train your men harder."

"No one is capable enough to match his level. They're the strongest in my team. Even I feel exhausted after fighting with them," Hoseok flexed his neck.

"Why don't you go then? He'll have a perfect opponent," Jin suggested, observing Jungkook calling for more challengers. "At this rate, there won't be a single person left standing in the fighting department."

Jungkook wiped his sweat and waited for more challengers. His anger hadn't yet cooled. It wasn't that he took out his frustrations on them, but fighting helped him regain his composure. It reminded him that he was strong and capable, the boss of Dark Nebula.

"Mind accepting my challenge?" Hoseok's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Jungkook turned to his friend. "Bring it on!"

They jumped into the ring, and Jungkook attacked first. Hoseok dodged his initial moves but was caught off guard by the second. "Come on, you're stronger than this!" Hoseok focused on defense rather than attack, his motive clear: to cool down Jungkook's temper. 

As Jungkook and Hoseok squared off in the ring, the tension in the room was palpable. The air crackled with energy as they exchanged blows, each movement precise and calculated.Jungkook's muscles rippled as he launched himself forward, his strikes a blur of motion. Hoseok, though slightly smaller in stature, matched him with agility and skill, dodging and parrying with finesse.

The onlookers, including Jin and the other members of Dark Nebula, watched intently, their eyes glued to the intense showdown. There was a sense of reverence in the room as they witnessed their leaders engaged in combat, a reminder of the strength and prowess that commanded their loyalty.

Sweat glistened on Jungkook's brow as he pressed the attack, his determination evident in every movement. Hoseok, equally determined, met him blow for blow, his movements fluid and controlled.

The sound of fists meeting flesh echoed in the room, accompanied by the heavy breathing of the combatants. Despite their exhaustion, neither showed any signs of backing down, their resolve unwavering.

As the fight wore on, the intensity only seemed to grow, each exchange more fierce than the last. It was a testament to their skill and determination, a display of strength that left their spectators in awe.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they called a truce, their bodies weary but spirits unbroken. Jungkook seemed to have lost liters of sweat in a single fight, while Hoseok was equally worn out. "That's enough for today, I guess?"

"Fine," Jungkook replied, his anger finally spent. With a nod of mutual respect, they stepped out of the ring, their bond stronger than ever.

The room erupted into applause as they emerged, their comrades cheering them on. It was a moment of camaraderie and unity, a reminder of the unbreakable bond that held them together as members of Dark Nebula.

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