The night they'd feared had arrived. After days of searching, they had finally gathered enough information to track down one of the key members of the secret society that had been pulling Yuri's strings. Jungkook was on edge, the familiar fire in his eyes replaced by a deep, quiet anger. But there was also something else—something darker. This wasn't just about getting justice for what had happened. This was about revenge.
As they made their way through the abandoned warehouse district, Y/N could feel the air growing heavier with every step. The shadows seemed to stretch longer, the silence almost suffocating. She looked over at Jungkook, who was walking beside her, his hand resting on the gun holstered at his waist.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jungkook's gaze didn't waver from the path ahead. "We don't have a choice, Y/N. This is the only way to end it."
She felt the unease rise in her chest but didn't argue. She knew Jungkook was right. They had come too far to turn back now.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, stepping into the narrow alleyway. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she recognized him: the same man who had been with Yuri at the docks. The one who had threatened them.
"You two really are persistent, aren't you?" the man said, his voice smooth and taunting.
Y/N didn't hesitate. "We're done with your games."
But the man only smiled. "Oh, sweet girl, this isn't a game. This is life and death. And you're about to find out just how real it is."
Before she could react, two more men appeared behind them, weapons drawn. Y/N instinctively stepped closer to Jungkook, who had already unsheathed his gun. The air crackled with tension.
"You're making a huge mistake," Jungkook warned, his voice low and lethal. "You're not just dealing with me anymore. You're dealing with her, too."
The man's smile faltered for a split second, and in that moment, Y/N saw it—he wasn't just a thug. He was afraid. He knew something she didn't.
"You think you can stop us?" the man sneered. "You've already lost. You just don't know it yet."
And then, in an instant, everything exploded into chaos. Gunshots rang out, echoing through the alley as Y/N dove behind a stack of crates, her heart racing. Jungkook was firing, his movements fluid and precise. The men were closing in, but they hadn't expected him to be so deadly. They underestimated him. They underestimated them.
The battle raged on, the sounds of violence filling the air. But just as it seemed like they might win, something unexpected happened. One of the men pulled back, retreating into the shadows with a flash of movement too fast to catch.
Jungkook's eyes narrowed. "They're not running away. They're signaling for backup."
Y/N's stomach dropped. More backup?
And then it hit her—this wasn't just a battle for survival. This was a setup.