"What the hell?" Dr. Ji stared at Jeongguk, looking back at Jungkook, then back again. "You don't have a twin- what the hell is this?"

"We need to go!" Jeongguk shouted, ignoring the doctor. "Cassie is waiting in the graveyard- Jimin is out and Seokjin and Hoseok are on their way! Taehyung is saving the patients and then we all need to get out of here- the whole place is going to explode!"

The doctor quickly opened his case again, pulling out a fifth needle, one Namjoon hadn't seen before.

It was filled with something red, and the doctor held it out as the alter advanced, stepping out of the cover of the white steam.

He had to ignore this random twin situation for now, something more important was taking place first.

Suga gazed coldly at the doctor.

"Don't. Call. Yoongi. That."

The guard quickly backed away, not wanting to get close to the strongest alter as Suga headed for the doctor.

Dr. Ji watched, hiding the needle up his sleeve. "It took you long enough, Suga honey. I was beginning to worry that you weren't going to show."

"Suga!" Jungkook shouted, struggling under the guard holding him down. "Don't do it! Don't go with him!"

Jeongguk was frozen, heart pounding in shock.

That machine had just separated Suga from Yoongi. What the hell-

"Please, Suga!" Namjoon cried, pushed to the ground by the two men. "Ah! Don't do the deal!"

"I'm tired of you threatening him." Suga continued, his eyes icy as he drew nearer to the doctor. "And the others that I love. And I'm sick of what you've been doing to the innocent patients here."

His hand shot out, wrapping around the doctors neck, fingers squeezing.

"I don't think you deserve to draw one more breath." He whispered coldly.

Dr. Ji stared the alter down. "Then why don't you do something about it?"

"Don't!" Jeongguk blurted out, torn between wanting to help Namjoon and wanting to attack the doctor. "Don't! It's a trap! He's got a-"

The needle was flying through the air, and Suga released the doctor, quickly stepping back.

The guard that had snuck up behind him caught it and slammed the sharp tip into the alter's back, piercing right through the dark robes.

"No!" Namjoon gasped in horror.

"Suga!" Jeongguk raced over.

Dr. Ji grinned. "Too late, boys. That was a little something the interrogators down in Gitmo use. It was extremely pricey to acquire, but entirely worth it."

Jeongguk grabbed Suga, catching the alter, and helped him stand. "Su, oh, Suga, are you okay? Are you alright?"

"Suga honey," Dr. Ji called. "Do me a favor. Kill him."

Before Jeongguk could laugh, Suga's hand shot out, wrapping around Jeongguk's throat.

"Suga!" Jungkook was horrified. "What are you doing- no!"

"Let him go!" Namjoon shouted. "He's not the enemy!"

Dr. Ji chuckled. "He's not listening, boys. That was 500 milligrams of suadeantive, a powerful drug that opens the mind to suggestion. Interrogators use it to make terrorists talk, I'm using it for a little man power."

Suga's grip tightened, only using one arm to raise Jeongguk into the air with a cold glare.

Jeongguk kicked and squirmed, gasping for air as he stared into the red tinged eyes of the strong alter.

"You brainwashed him!" Namjoon seethed.

"It'll wear off." Dr. Ji shrugged. "Not before this place explodes, of course, but that's not my problem."

"S-S-Su- ga-" Jeongguk choked, tears welling up in his eyes as his air was cut off. His lungs burned. "P-pl- ease-"

"Let him go!" Jungkook's demands turned into pleading. "Please! Stop! You'll kill him!"

Bang!

The fourth guard's head suddenly snapped back, crumpling to the floor as blood gushed out from the needle wound in his head.

Namjoon whipped his head around, seeing Agust lowering the gun as he leaped out of the vent, landing on his feet.

Agust picked himself up, shooting a smirk at the boy.

"Told you I wasn't going to miss, sub. I looked hot right, have you fallen in love with me yet?"

Fuck, Namjoon had never been more relieved to see the alter.

"Agust..."

Agust aimed the gun at the guards holding the boy down. "Alright, party's over, get out of here."

The guards immediately released Namjoon, turning to run out of the room.

The man pinning Jungkook down raced away before Agust could even threaten him, not willing to die for this job.

The two boys jumped up, with Namjoon running to the first tube, banging his hands on the glass.

"Yoongi! Yoongi, baby, are you okay?"

Jungkook stood at Agust's side, stunned to see the alter was his own person.

"Since when did this happen?"

Agust looked across the room, where Suga still had his hand around Jeongguk's neck. "Since when were there two muscle bunnies?"

"Save the day now, ask questions later." Jungkook said, and Agust nodded.

Dr. Ji backed up with a glare. "Suga! Kill these brats and then get out! I'll be waiting!"

He turned to run, but before he could, a needle whizzed past, embedding itself in his back.

He gasped, falling to the floor with a grunt.

Agust stepped up, grabbing the doctor's hair with one hand, his other aiming the gun point blank at the doctors eye.

"Stop calling him honey." He said coldly, before firing.

The needle shot straight into the mans eye, releasing its drugs directly into his brain.

He was dead before his head even hit the floor.

The alter stood up and tossed his head back with a sigh.

"Fuck, I wish I had fucking known the android was out before I ran in here. Now this just turned into a suicide mission." He huffed. "And I just got this body!"

"Suga, let him go!" Jungkook shouted. "You don't want to kill him!"

He ran towards the alter, fist raised.

Suga saw him coming and flicked his wrist, sending Jeongguk flying, crashing into Jungkook and the two landed in a pained pile on the ground.

Agust put the gun back in the waistband of his pants, raising his hands as he slowly stalked closer.

"Hey, Su, I don't know who suddenly reversed our roles, but don't attack the bunnies. They're our friends, remember? They're the good guys."

"Don't get close!" Jungkook gasped out. "The doctor injected him with some drug! It hypnotized him to do whatever the doctor said!"

Agust whined, facing Jungkook and stomped his foot. "Oh, so not only is the most powerful dude out, but now he's not on our side either? I should have left with Pink when I had the cha-"

He never saw the kick coming- one second he was standing, and the next, he was flying through the air, stopping only when he crashed against the wall.

He fell to the ground with a pained groan, the air knocked out of his lungs and bursts of pain erupting everywhere on his body.

"Agust!" Namjoon broke away from the machine, running to the alters side. "Are you alright?"

"Dude," Agust wheezed as Namjoon helped him up, clutching his side. "I'm not fighting Suga. Mans a fucking god."

Namjoon looked over his shoulder at the strong alter. "I don't want to fight him either, and we need to get out of here."

He locked eyes with the machine. "What if we reversed it? Put him back in Yoongi's mind? The doctor said the drug will wear off, if we can just contain him until then..."

"Alright, you have fun doing that." Agust pulled out the gun, opening the magazine to see it was now empty. He tossed it aside with disgust at how useless it was now.

"What are you talking about?"

Agust faced him, glaring. "Are you dumb, or stupid? Do you not see the absolute superhuman strength he has right now? He's been at the front the most because he's the only one fucking powerful enough to do it! A guy tried grabbing Yoongi once in the streets- once. Suga had him sobbing apologies with eighteen broken bones before Yoonji and I even realized the perv had tried to make a move on Yoongi. When Yoongi was being bullied in middle school, Suga punched the guy with a block of cement so hard that the cement shattered. He has a fucking black belt in karate and mastered taekwondo. You think I chose to be the second most powerful alter for all these years? Fuck no, I could just never beat him. You know how many times I tried to take over, only for him to shove me even farther back down with just a flick of his fingers? The machine cloned that strength, and now we're all dead. And even if he doesn't snap our necks, this place could explode at any second! We'll never get out of here alive and I'll never get my freedom and Pink will be devastated and I'll have let him down and I can't be his hero and it was all for nothing and-"

He broke away, scrubbing his eyes with his arm.

He could hear the sounds of both Jungkook's fighting Suga at the same time, and judging by their cries of pain, they were losing.

Namjoon placed his hand on the boys shoulder. "Agust...don't think you're not a hero."

He turned the alter around, gazing into his dark eyes.

"Sometimes, hero's die. Sometimes things are too hopeless and they just can't win."

"Is this supposed to be making me feel better?" Agust raised an eyebrow. "Not really feeling the pep in this talk, sub."

"But they continue to fight anyways." Namjoon urged. "Because it's the right thing to do."

"So...you want me to die here...because it's 'the right thing to do'?"

Namjoon smiled. "What I want is for you to realize it's never too late. It's not too late for you to be a hero. I know you've lived for years as the villain, and its only been an hour that you've changed, and now it seems like it's too late to do the right thing, but that's not true. We only have a little bit of time left, what do you want to do with it? Run away? Or be a good guy?"

Agust answered by grabbing Namjoon's shirt, throwing him to the side, narrowly avoiding the fist that punched right into the steel wall.

Suga yanked his hand back, looking unfazed as blood raced down his pale fingers. He shook his hand, sending blood droplets flying. "Stop avoiding the inevitable and die."

"Stay down." Agust pushed Namjoon to the floor and scrambled to his feet, facing the alter. "I have a plan."

"Agust!"

"Hey, android!" Agust called.

Suga faced him, red eyes narrowed.

Agust held up a small black box. "You really don't want me to press this." His finger hovered over the small red button. "Hell, I don't want me to press this."

Namjoon understood.

The red button. The one that the doctor said would temporarily paralyze the alters. If they could keep Suga immobile long enough to get him into the tube again, they could shut the door and contain him until the drug wore off.

He forced himself to his feet, racing over to where the two Jungkook's were slowly picking themselves up from the floor, both of them beaten and bloody. "Guys! Are you okay?"

"How," Jungkook gasped, holding his wrist painfully. "The hell...is he...so damn strong?"

"Long story short- the machine gave him superpowers." Namjoon explained. "We need to get him back inside the tube, we can contain him in there if we lock the door."

Agust waved the box, backing up towards the machine. "Come on, Su. Come get a piece of me. I know how you've felt about me all these years. How much you hate me because of the bad things I do to Yoongi's life. How I hurt the ones he loves. Now's your chance to get your revenge, so don't waste it."

Suga grinned, cracking his neck. "I'm not falling for it, anomaly. I know what that device does, I saw through Yoongi's eyes after you pushed me aside. I know your plan, and I won't let it work. Press the button, go ahead. Everything it does to me, it'll do to you too. You're too much of a coward to do it, you've always been a coward. Too scared to fight me to take over, too scared to stand up to Yoongi's dad." He took a step closer, and Namjoon's heart broke when he saw the expression on Agust's face.

"Did you ever think," Suga cocked his head as he took another step closer. "That I wasn't the strongest just because I was made first? That maybe I was the strongest because I had to be. Because you could have easily beaten me, in the beginning. You had so much passion and fire, you could have done anything. But you were always too afraid, so I had to man up and be the one to always take over. I earned my spot at number one, because you always ran and hid whenever the bedroom door creaked open at the darkest hours of the night. When the bed dipped and Yoongi pretended to be asleep, heart pounding so hard it was painful, you were always the first to run away, hiding as deep as you could in the safety of the abyss because you couldn't face what was about to come."

He glared, stepping right up against Agust, who stared back, his hand shaking as he held the black box.

"I'm the strongest because I deserve to be. Because I ran towards the danger, not away, like you always did. Because I stared that man right in the eyes as he committed sins so foul, the devil himself would cry if he saw. So you can act like this is your big moment to shine, like doing this one heroic act will erase all the cowardly shit you've done in the past, like you're some kind of hero. But don't ever, ever, forget where you came from." He whispered, standing so close to the fiery alter that Agust could see each individual glimmer of cold red flecks in Suga's normally soft, warm eyes.

Agust smirked, snorting out a small chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Suga's eyes narrowed.

"Nothing, just this."

Agust suddenly reached out, grabbing Suga's shirt as he yanked him close, smashing their lips together.

Stunned, Suga was frozen for the briefest of seconds, but that was all the time Agust needed to spin him around and raise his foot, kicking the alter in the chest with all the force he could.

Suga stumbled backward, and Jungkook quickly jumped on him, shoving him back into the tube.

"Shut the door!" Namjoon shouted, pointing.

But there was no time, Suga had already recovered and was glaring pure murder at them.

Agust knew he was about to kill, so he took a deep breath.

And pressed the button.