Dirty Truth

"Does he really think we'd follow his orders?" The guy huffed quietly.

"We have to obey him," The driver shook his head at his partner.

"Sora..." Yoongi mouthed me, cautiously reaching for my hand.

"But if we can prove it to them, we'd achieve far greater than anyone," The guy in the passenger seat snapped at the driver.

"It's locked," Yoongi mouthed, attempting to pull open the lock, but it wouldn't budge. Is Hoseok betraying us? Why? I thought I talked him through!

"Alright, it's time," The passenger guy exhaled, pushing his door open and walked towards our door. I gripped Yoongi's arm in fear.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Yoongi roared as the guy roughly pulled me out of the van.

"Get out, you little shits!" The passenger guy growled as he dragged me out of the van. He roughly shoved me, making us topple onto the grass. Will this be the end? This can't be happening!

"Do anything to me- but not her!" Yoongi seethed, protectively wrapping his arms around me.

"Y-Yoongi!" I cried. He can't say that! We're not leaving each other!

"How sweet, don't worry. We'll send you off to hell together," The man chuckles, pulling out a gun from his jacket.

"Please!- Please! Don't hurt her," Yoongi begs in terror.

"You're such a whiney child compared to our master," The driver chuckles at Yoongi.

"D-did he plan this?" I stuttered nervously. How can he betray us? I helped him before!

"One last advice, girl. You should never trust the alphas. This is the price you have to pay for trusting one," The chubby guy chuckles.

"You asshole!" Yoongi suddenly launched towards the man, slamming his fist across the chubby man's face.

"How dare you!" The chubby man grabbed onto Yoongi's collar and slammed his fist repeatedly in Yoongi's face.

"STOP IT!" I screamed as tears filled my eyes. The guy roughly pushes Yoongi backward until he trips and falls on the rough ground.

"Yoongi!" I gasped in shock. Yoongi lay on the ground with a deep cut on his lips. I quickly rushed to him and collapsed in fear. I shouldn't have agreed to leave! Now he's in danger!

"This is it! I've had enough!" The chubby man roars, averting the gun towards us.

"Leave him alone! He's a second-rank alpha! You're dead if his parents find out about this!" I cried while hugging Yoongi close to me.

"So-Sora... no..." Yoongi groans, turning to look at me in pain.

"Hey, what's the fun? Why not torture him a bit?" The skinny man laughed and kicked Yoongi. My body turned cold when Yoongi suddenly spat out blood onto the ground. He's hurt!

"Right," The man chuckles, lowering the gun. They're so cruel! Are they even human? Despite being injured severely, Yoongi started laughing. It wasn't normal laughter. He was laughing in a thrilling tone. I pursed my lips when Yoongi kept on chuckling under his breath. It didn't sound like Yoongi at all, but it was Yoongi who was laughing in the dark field.

"What so funny, boy?" The skinny man snaps anxiously. Yoongi continued to chuckle as he sat on the ground with his head hung low. What's going on? Why is he laughing?

"Stop it!" The chubby seethed, hitting Yoongi with his gun. Yoongi collapsed sideways and groaned in pain. I sharply turned to glare at the man for hurting Yoongi. I was scared and angry at the same time.

"Stop hurting him!" I screamed, trying to push the chubby man away, but the skinny man caught me before I could even reach him.

"Let go! Let go!" I cried, swinging back and forth to break free from his clutch. Yoongi was trying to regain his balance on the ground. I FUCKING HATE HOSEOK!

"Stop moving girl!" The man laughed, squeezing my shoulders so hard I felt the pain spreading through my entire body. IT FUCKING HURTS!

"LET GO!" I screamed angrily and swung my elbow backward, smacking the man right in the nose, causing him to howl in pain. Fucking shit.

"You little bitch!" The chubby man growled, slamming me against the van so hard I thought my skull cracked. Pain shot all over my head as he pinned me against the van. My head suddenly grew dizzy from the painful collision.

"I'm gonna-"

"Don't. You. Dare," Yoongi grits quietly as the chubby man raises his hand at me.

"Am I supposed to be frightened?" The man chuckles, dropping his hand to his sides, and turns to find Yoongi standing on his feet. Yoongi's lips were bleeding heavily. He stared sharply at the skinny man with his fist clenched.

"Don't forget I'm in the top rank. Do you think we're out here alone..?" Yoongi chuckled and spat on the grass. That's not Yoongi. Wait... What's going on? Why is he... so different?

"You ran away kid- You can't escape the game- You're as good as dead now," The guy chuckles, smugly walking toward Yoongi with a sly smirk.

"It's been almost two hours since I went missing. I believe they're searching for me at this very moment," Yoongi glared at the guy. Something inside me stirred. Yoongi has it too. The darkness. Just like Taehyung whenever he's ready to murder someone.

"They won't find you because... when they do, you'd be dead," The chubby man laughs, pinning me harder against the van causing pain to surge across my body.

"If I were you, I wouldn't hurt her," Yoongi smiles blankly at the chubby guy. He's just pretending, right? I couldn't believe what I was witnessing because it felt as if I was staring right at the devil. He was always bright but- now... he's tainted with the vicious darkness.

"I don't care, boy," The man chuckles, grabbing onto my hair and yanked it backward with all his might.

"Argh!" I yelped in pain. The pain was so bad- everything started to spin around me. Sora! Concentrate!

"Hands off her. NOW," Yoongi growls lowly, darting the man a murderous glare. I slowly reached out for the gun in the man's hand while he was distracted by Yoongi. I can do it. My heart is racing like crazy! Yoongi is buying me time- I was so close to reaching it when-

"Come on. Fight me," The man gripped my hair harder, so I seethed and drew my hand away from the gun. This fucking shitty man-! My fucking scalp is about to rip off!

"I WARNED YOU!" Yoongi roared, dashing towards the man at full speed. I quickly snatched the gun away from his grip, so he wildly turned to me.

"Shit!" The man yelped, attempting to snatch the gun away from me, but Yoongi got him from the back.

"ARGHHH!" The man screams when Yoongi slams his fist against the man's face with all his might.

"Give it back!" The driver suddenly attacked me. I stumbled to the side, and we fell to the ground. I felt my elbow scratching against something rough, making me groan in pain. Fuck-

"Give it to me!" The man grunted while hovering over me as he hastily attempted to snatch the gun out of my grip.

"NO," I bellowed, kicking at him wildly, but the guy managed to grab onto the gun. FUCK NO!

"OWWW!" He howled when I kicked him square in the face with all my might. He stumbled at the blow in his face and fell backward, sending the gun flying away from us. Yoongi was wrestling on the dirt with the chubby guy. I made a dash for the gun, but the chubby man turned to grab onto my legs, causing me to fall face-first onto the ground. I clenched my jaw in distress when I felt the hammering pain in my arms.

"FUCK YOU!" I turned to scream at the chubby man in pain before kicking him repeatedly with the base of my shoes.

"I'm gonna murder you!" The man bellowed, wrapping his hands around my throat. Suddenly- I couldn't breathe as he tightened his grip around my neck. At first, I only felt the pain in my neck. Then, I felt the burn in my chest as my lungs screamed for air. The world suddenly became blurry when I felt the pressure around my windpipe. Is this what it feels like to suffocate? CLICK. The man suddenly eased his grip, so I desperately gasped for air. I thought I was going to die! I panted heavily while rubbing my neck in pain.

"Boy, give me that gun," The chubby man breathed heavily after turning to find Yoongi gripping onto the gun... aiming it right at the man.

"Any last words?" Yoongi questioned coldly. Wait. Hold on. That energy. Yoongi... I slowly turned to stare at him in horror. It is... the darkness. The one I saw in Taehyung.

"You don't even know how to use it," The chubby man laughed while getting onto his feet. Yoongi, on the other hand, was surrounded by darkness as he firmly directed the gun at the man.

"Very well," Yoongi smirks, sending chills down my spine. Who is he- Yoongi.

"I SAID GIVE IT TO ME," The chubby launched at Yoongi, but he dropped to the ground after an earsplitting BANG. I couldn't hear anything at all as I stared at Yoongi with my mouth hanging open.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" The skinny man screamed, backing against the van in shock when the chubby man collapsed to the ground. His blood... spattering all over the grass and seeping into the dirt. The chubby man twitched a few times, and then he suddenly stopped moving. I was shaking in fear at the sight of the dead man. Is this Yoongi? Yoongi- just killed- a person- I turned to stare at Yoongi, expecting him to be in shock, but instead, I found him smirking at the dead body. He didn't even look scared.

"You're next," Yoongi chuckles, turning to look at the skinny man. The man trembled in fright against the van with his eyes trained on his dead partner. I couldn't feel anything. I felt numb. I didn't know how to react but stared at the corpse.

"Sora! Are you okay??!" Someone suddenly approaches me. The person placed his hand on my shoulders and turned me to face him. My vision was blurry- so I couldn't focus on the person. The voice...

"H-Hoseok?" I shakily whispered as Hoseok knelt in front of me.

"Don't touch her," Yoongi gritted, shifting the gun towards Hoseok with a dull expression.

"Look, I did-"

"I SAID DON'T TOUCH HER," Yoongi roared, roughly handling the gun. Hoseok's bodyguards immediately aimed their guns at Yoongi and me in a split second. But Hoseok held up his hand to stop them.

"Alright, alright," Hoseok surrendered, getting up slowly as Yoongi directed the gun at Hoseok.

"I'm gonna kill you anyways," Yoongi smirked at Hoseok.

"WHY WOULD YOU? I HELPED YOU!" Hoseok snaps in shock, keeping his eyes on the gun in Yoongi's hand.

"You almost got us killed. It was your plan, wasn't it?" Yoongi snarled, tilting his head resentfully.

"It wasn't! I told them not to harm you guys! I came right back the instant I saw the van take a wrong turn!" Hoseok snapped and turned to glare at the skinny guy, who was still trembling against the van.

"I'm sorry, master!" The man pleads in remorse.

"Do you think I'll believe those words? You came back to check if we were dead," Yoongi shook his head.

"You're an ungrateful ass," Hoseok huffed in disbelief.

"Any last words?" Yoongi asked dully. Shit. No, no. He's doing it again.

"What?" Hoseok turns to look at him in confusion. Hoseok is in danger. NO.

"Very well-"

"Yoongi, stop. Please," I quickly ran towards Yoongi to block Hoseok from the gun.

"Sora," Yoongi turns to me in confusion. He can't do this- He can't! He'll live with regrets!

"Yoongi, we should leave before they find us. This is our last chance, okay?" I gently push his hands away. He can't hurt Hoseok. If he tries to kill Hoseok, we'll both drop dead as well. We're surrounded by Hoseok's people.

"She's right, you know. They're searching for you. And you too, Sora. Taehyung is really worried," Hoseok sighs as he stares at me. Weirdly, hearing Taehyung's name made my heart ache. Sora! Get it out of your head!

"Fine," Yoongi finally puts the gun away. I sighed in relief and turned to look at the dead body. The thick blood paste... soaking the dead grass around us.

"I'm really sorry, you look hurt," Hoseok whispered, pushing my messy hair behind my ear, but Yoongi quickly yanked me away from Hoseok.

"We'll get going now," I nodded at Hoseok before following Yoongi toward the van to retrieve our luggage.

"Boss! Master! I'm sorry! Please spare my life!" The skinny man begged in fear.

"You know the rules. I'll forgive you once you're in hell," Hoseok smirks at the man with his hands in his pocket. I pulled out my bag and swung it onto my shoulder until I heard a loud earsplitting- BANG.

Everything slowed down around me again. I couldn't hear anything but my own unsteady breathing. Fresh blood... splattering viciously on the van as the skinny man sat against it. His dark red blood... trickling down from the bullet hole in his head. His eyes were wide open as he sat motionless on the grass. Dead. Hoseok's bodyguard lowered his gun when I turned to look at Hoseok with my eyes wide open. He was staring at the dead man blankly with the same expression as Yoongi's.

It struck me.

The alphas are nowhere like the ordinary people. They're a vicious kind, tainted with the evil darkness, thirsting dangerously for bloodlust.

Sora, you were always wrong about them.