Jin-Chul closed his phone with a smile. The door to his office was slammed opened, showing him a dishevelled employee. Pocketing the slim device he follows him towards the comms room. He turns his head towards his subordinates. All of them were looking at the screen with pale faces.
"...Status report?"
No one spoke, no one even turned to look at him. He can't blame them...
Not when the scene in front of them was gut-wrenching.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
To think the wreckage in front of them was actually the capital of Germany...
Jin-Chul placed his hand on Hua's shoulder and repeats his question.
Hua barely snaps out of it as she starts to give him a detailed report on the gate break in Berlin. As she went on and on, Jin-Chul noticed her body was trembling. Placing a firm yet gentle hand on her head. He stops her from talking. He moves away from her and starts contacting any surviving hunters on site.
Greatful for her chief's kindness, Hua took a few deep breaths. '5 years in the service and yet I still can't maintain my poker face.' Hua sneaks a quick peek at Jin-Chul and frowns. 'Chief... How long did it take for you to be this good? Seeing the same scene through the years. Even I still flinch at it.'
Jin-Chul's back looked very large and gave her (and the rest) courage.
She was one of the people who were fortunate to survive the first year of the Wanning Decade. Hua remembers it vividly. How could she not? Not when the reason why she became a hunter was because of...
Flashback:
Hua's day literally started with a bang.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Screams. Screeeeeech-! Yells.
Hua came to with a groan.
"Hua?!" yelled a voice that felt so far away but close at the same time.
The first thing she noticed wasn't the white-hot pain from her side, nor from her 100% broken arm. Nor the gash on her head that dripped blood down her face. No. None of that but rather...
'Seriously? Of all things it just had to be my limited edition BTS merch? And why the hell are my math books still alive on my desk? Fuck, the shit's tough.' The first thing she noticed was her torn down shrine. Which mind you, was hard to freaking buy and organized. After admiring what's left of her shrine, she sents a quick goodbye to her Bangtan boys.
Then tries to push back her bed, that was the reason for pining her to the dresser behind her, but to no avail. Nothing happened, much to her dismay. She raised a quickly becoming bruised arm and shifts the beds corners. Again, nothing happened. As panic crept in, the pain she had been ignoring reared its ugly head at her.
