Promise

28: Killer

Taking a breath, Wooyoung got in arms length of the bodyguard, and with all of his strength shoved the man into the nearest bookcase. With the man stunned after hitting his head, Wooyoung disarmed him, throwing the gun somewhere behind him. Another harsh shove against the bookcase was needed to ensure Wooyoung could keep this guy where he wanted him. He held him there with his forearm pressed into his neck, trying everything to not make eye contact, while at the same time mustering the strength to hold down this guy that was bigger than him.

Wooyoung felt a searing pain in his right arm, causing him to fumble just enough for the bodyguard to get free. It only took a moment later for him to process the sound of a gunshot. Gulping, he came to the quick realization that he's been shot.

The struggle continued as the bodyguard now shoved Wooyoung backwards. The hunter stumbled, catching himself in a wide stance, glaring up at his attacker, and now the other bodyguard that shot at him.

There was a sound that made Wooyoung's legs go weak, something he recognized, and almost made him throw up. He didn't need to see San to know that he just got his first kill of the night. He had to of done the same thing he did way back when in that mall alleyway and break that mans neck, causing immediate death.

Wooyoung snapped out of it when the first bodyguard started charging at him, using his own knife against him. Panicking, Wooyoung reaching into his shirt with his nondominant hand, wielding San's knife for defense. Too much ran through his mind, and with his senses on overdrive from the adrenaline and searing pain, he told himself to work with what he had.

He was glad San taught him how to fight with a knife with both of his hands, not just his right. And while he was definitely sloppy holding it with his left hand, it was all he could do. Putting his right hand in a fist made his arm hurt to no end, so holding anything was out of the question.

Wooyoung kept taking steps backwards, deflecting the mans onslaught of attacks. His heart dropped when he backed into a wall, the bodyguards smirking.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you, you fu—"

Two gunshots, one right after the other.

The man before Wooyoung widened his eyes, before collapsing to the floor. He coughed up blood, choking on it, body convulsing only for a few moments, before going limp. Wooyoung stood rigid, eyes trailing up in ticking-like phases. He held eye contact with San, who visibly shook in rage, stood pointing a gun right where that man was standing.

Taking in a quick observation, all three bodyguards were dead, and now the man in charge sat in fear in his desk chair. Wooyoung assumed he shock froze him, cause if he were in that situation, he'd of been long gone by this point. Then again, the door was locked, and perhaps, even though it seemed to be his office, the man didn't have a key.

San seemed to settle down a little knowing Wooyoung was now safe, or at least now that there were no immediate threats around. The vampire turned his attention over to the seated man, scoffing at his state.

"So this is gonna work the easy way, or the hard way." San stated monotonously, striding over in front of the chair, leaning over the man with the gun resting against his temple. "I have questions, and you're gonna give me answers."

"Whatever it is, you won't get—"

"Wooyoung, can you give me my knife please?" The tone in San's voice was sickeningly sweet, almost psychotic. "And then look away."

"No wait!" The man raised his voice as Wooyoung took a few steps forward.

The hunter didn't stop moving despite the plea, placing the knife in San's outstretched hand. He backed away quickly, only now allowing himself to place his hand over the bullet wound in his arm. His hands shook, but their job wasn't done yet. He had to stay strong.