Another BTS Story 1 (finished)

Apocalypse 2.7: Butterfly

"Your choice is simple Mark." I heard Jin said

Mark. Not as in my brother right? I locked eyes with Doyoung and he had his left arm wrapped in heavy bandages. I widened my eyes. The operation was supposed to start this morning. The girl I was with would have joined the next day meaning tomorrow. I stepped inside the tent before Doyoung could stop me.

And there I saw it. 

Mark had two clear bites around his left shoulder. My brother was a Z Immune. He had already been bitten once.

"Brother." I whispered as I felt tears sting my eyes

"Sis." Mark's voice was wavering a weary smile on his face

I tried running up to him, but Jin stopped me. His eyes firm.

"You're an X. If you get closer, he'll scent you and change faster." He said in a professional tone

"No." I rasped my feelings burning my throat

"Let her Hyung. Please." The beg in his voice made Jin's arm tightened

I slipped past his arms and held my brother's hand. His skin tone was paler as he smiled at me tiredly. I couldn't muster to say something. To even open my mouth.

"It was Alexander." Mark revealed "He ambushed us. Solar was fast enough to get the girls away, but I had to stale some time." He coughed and I shivered seeing the red liquid on his hand

"No, no, no." I whispered wiping the blood

"Hey, hey, butterfly." Mark had rarely called me by this familiar nickname "Don't cry. Don't cry for me." He ushered wiping my tears

Trembling I wiped my tears and nodded, offering him a smile that I knew didn't reach my eyes.

"You promised that you would reunite Julia and me together with you. You can't die."

It was absurd to say this. He smiled sadly at me as another cough fit reached him and his grip on my hand became tighter. He released me, before calming down. Jin was standing behind the blue curtain giving us some privacy while still staying near.

"Listen butterfly." Mark's voice was tired "Alexander has killed Connor. He killed him in front of me. Cold Blooded, like it was nothing. Connor's tongue had been cut off." I widened my eyes "I thought like you that Connor was controlling Alexander, but I guess that you have something attractive for psychopath butterfly." He chuckled

"Alexander? Me?" I softly said "We never even talked. He just knows my name."

"You don't realize probably how desirable you look." Mark whispered as he gave me one of his famous smile "I know that the guys will keep an eye on you. I trust Jimin to do just that." He coughed

"Big bro careful, don't talk too much." I warned as his tone got whiter

"Always remember that I care for you. That I love you and Julia. If you find big sister, tell her I'm really sorry." Mark's voice was now nothing more than a croak as a spasm of pain ran through him

He pushed me strongly and I stumbled a few feet behind as Jimin walked past me. Junho held me in tears as he too was full of injuries. I could only guess that Mark protected them. Junho wrapped his arms around me as I widened my eyes.

"No." I whispered "No!" I screamed as I saw Namjoon hold a silver knife out

"Take care of her for me man." I heard Mark's voice croak out "Promise me."

"I promise." Namjoon's face was blank of emotion

"NO! Big Brother! No! Namjoon please! No!" I tried as I tried wiggling out of Junho's arms

"Ela, calm down. Don't make it more difficult." Junho whispered in my ear

"Jimin. Promise me..."

I didn't hear the rest but Jimin nodded and promised. Then all of them promised.

"Butterfly, remember. Always remember that it wasn't your fault."

The sound of a blade transpiercing someone's skin would forever be engraved in my mind. 

I felt my whole body freeze. 

It was indeed my fault. 

Jin grabbed a white sheet and covered Mark's unmoving body. I looked at the lifeless hand drop out of the sheet as I felt Junho's own tears on my shoulder. Doyoung looked at me lost in emotions, tears trickling down his face. This was all my fault.

"No" I tried reaching out for his hand

"No El. They need to take him out of the wall." Junho said keeping a firm hold on me "They can't risk him burying him and that he becomes an Undead." He explained

I shook my head in denial. But he held me, as Jungkook carried Mark's body out. Out and laid him down. Undead already spreading. A sob remained strangled in my throat. My brother was dead, because of some psychotic bastard. 

I couldn't register anything into my mind as I pushed Junho off me. I wouldn't talk to Namjoon and the others right now. If I did, I would say something I regret because it wasn't their fault. I walked towards the tent of the girls and dropped down. Moonbyul was standing inside the tent with Hwasa. They stopped talking as they heard me.

"El-"

"Don't." I stopped her "Not now." I whispered