[BL] SEVEN

Run.

Escape.

Survive.

These are the words that are running through Seven's mind right now. He didn't want to die this early when he was just starting to fulfill his dreams of being a singer. It wasn't fair that this was the day he would finally be able to do that for which he'd worked so hard. He wouldn't let them take it away from him.

"Not this time!" He said and began to curse the gods. He just wants to sing for crying out loud, was it that hard to fulfill? He didn't know why whenever he tried to be one, things just seem to feel apart just like now. He was being followed by his colleagues who is trying to kill him.

God has given him such a beautiful voice however, he was cursed to never sing. He thought that was unfair but maybe it was fate or something else. Whatever the reason is, he just wanted it to stop. So he kept cursing them as he ran down a narrow alleyway away from the chaos surrounding him. His only saving grace at the moment is that no one seems to actually have any idea where he went. That is if they didn't see him jump into an empty building then they would. The back of this building was a forest so he might be able to escape their pursuit.

Seven is a trained assassin in an organization called ' Cerbrus which 'is disguised as an orphanage. When he was just a baby, his mother left him in the orphanage along with a letter telling her reason for abandoning him. His mom gave him the name "Seven" wishing he would be lucky just like the number itself. But she was wrong cause Seven never felt lucky in this life.

Here children are classified base on their skills and talents in art, science, economics, mathematics, combat, and many more. This is done so they can easily plant informants and spies in different establishments to easily perform their tasks and steal important secrets. The moment they turn five harsh training starts and failure to meet the standards in any area means you are already dead in their eyes.

Seven was considered a genius in his batch because he showed great skill in art, mathematics, economics, and science. But people seem to wonder how his combat performance was average.

Of course, Seven planned this all along. If he ever tried to be the best combatant he would most likely be told to kill and commit murder.

It was fine killing scum of society like a rapist, serial criminals, and child traffickers but in their line of work, dragging innocent civilians was included if it means they can perform their job and finish the task. He couldn't do that, he at least wants to give a distinction between criminals and normal civilians.

There's also his dream to sing and be famous for this talent. Singing for him becomes a comfort and his means to escape reality as he immerses himself in the melody and rhythm of the song even for a short period.

When Cerbrus, a secret organization that rules the black market decided to assign the children their profession after overseeing their strengths and weaknesses. Seven knew he would be assigned to entertainment after hacking the system command secretly. Though even without checking his skill, his face alone can dominate the entertainment industry. His appearance was a combination of European and Asian features, with slightly upturned amber eyes, long lashes, and a straight pointed nose coupled with a lean body, slightly broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, which entertainment companies would reject.

Who would have thought that the organization would change its top brass just the day before the announcement? His plan was ruined and one by one they were thrown inside the arena, where they needed to fight wild animals that underwent a mutation.

The new boss value strength in all skill set, for him only with strength can you stand at the top. The animals were considered failed experiments and in what ways could they kill this beast while making use of them, of course, it is through a deathmatch.

He was faced with a mutated wolf, its limbs were longer and there was a huge hump on his back similar to a camel, his eyes were bloody and it emits a strong mixture of blood and sewer.

He on the other hand was holding a short sword, the only weapon he could get was this one because he was busy making poison since medicinal plants were displayed, he automatically thought of it.

The moment he step into the ring everyone thought he was going to die, but boy he prove them wrong.

He was fast and flexible, every time he attacked he always hit the weak spot to end it quickly and of course, his knife was latter with poison. He slashes the short sword towards its eye to limit its vision and throws a powder to confuse its smell. With its senses gone, he struck its head as hard as he could that blood came up to him.

After he survived he was punished for secretly hiding his skill and was assigned to a combat team. Since then, he has been under harsh training, far more difficult than others because the new boss saw great potential in him. How he wishes he didn't.

When he was 18, the organization was raided by the army which secretly received evidence of the illegal misconduct of Cerbrus, including the fact they used the orphanage where he grew up as a cover. While Seven, who sent those evidence, already created a new identity and was on his way to enlisting in a music school and fulfilling his lifelong dream.

But of course, things would not end according to his plan because the remaining members of the organization found out that he was a traitor and immediately want to kill him.

Left with no other choice he could venture inside the misty forest known for suddenly appearing and disappearing insight.

Now here he is running for his life, wandering into the night and avoiding the creeping feeling he felt as he goes far deeper inside the forest.

When he could no longer hear any gunshots, he tried to look for a cover and hide there in the meantime.

"Just when I'm about to start my life" he sighs as his dreams shattered. He just wanted to sing, why is fate so against it? He seriously wanted to cry thinking his chance failed yet again. He waited for a few hours and looked around, there was not much he could see.

"guess they're gone." Thinking he ward off his pursuers he stand up and began walking when suddenly a large black hole swallowed his being.

The men looking for seven arrived at the place he stayed in but they couldn't find a single soul there. They were pretty sure he was here. There was no sign of any disturbance either and nothing that indicated he had left since they were surrounding him just now.

"where is he?" he asked baffled.

"i was sure he was just here hiding"

.....

"Where am I," he thought as he felt weird, he seem to remember being swallowed by a black hole but now he felt like he was submerged in water. His body seems to be his but not his at the same time and for some reason, his surrounding's dark and is shaking terribly.

He thought that the shaking would stop but it accelerated and the water surrounding him wash out as darkness was swallowed by the light.

"the baby is born," a man said and hit the bottom of the baby.

Seven was awakened by the pain he felt and for some reason, he couldn't help but cry and so he did. "WAGHHHHHHHHHH...." he stop shocked.

He tried to move but only felt he could wiggle his way out of the man's embrace.

"Such a beautiful baby boy," the nurse beside the doctor said. They were cleaning the baby with clean soft towels and the moment they clear out the amnion fluid they could see his Phoenix eyes widen.

Seven who was looking at the nurse with wide eyes were shocked. He has been smart and always believed in science and facts but at this moment he felt like all those beliefs crumpled.

He was a baby right now. How was this possible? He was still running away from his former colleagues.

'Was I reborn'. He thought as he looked around. He was inside a hospital room based on the way they dress, the apparatus though a bit different from what he remembered, and how this woman in front of him was cleaning and dressing him up.

He was sure he wasn't dreaming, he felt pain just a minute ago, and coupled with the cool sensation he felt, all of it must be real. But how was this possible?