Fixing The "Unbroken" |YOONMIN|

Part One

“What am I going to do? … what am I going to do???” I managed to croak out as I ran, clutching my soft pink cardigan around me, trying to block out the wind and rain. If I wanted to be alive by morning, I would have to find somewhere to stay and fast.

My teeth chattered violently as I ran into a secluded, forest-like area, seeing as they could hopefully provide some shelter from the rain. When my predictions were proven right, I gave a weak smile. Such a small victory but it was something, right? I continued to wander deeper and deeper into the forest, unaware of the danger that could come to me if I continue this way.

Sighing, I leaned against a cold, damp tree. My back instantly flinched against the rough wood, resulting in a soft whine escape my mouth. I sat down at the base of the tree,regardless of the wet ground, and hugged my knees for warmth and comfort. That’s when, what I thought, was going to be the beginning of my long night of crying. I pulled my white and pink striped beanie down further over my head when the thunder started. There were sounds coming from the distance. Sticks breaking under someone’s step, leaves being thrown about by the wind.

I whimpered as the sounds got closer. This is it. They’re coming to take me back. They’re going to drag me back and torture me for running away. Goodbye, me.

I squeezed my eyes shut,  bracing for impact. But it never came. A shadow was standing over me. I could feel its intense gaze boring holes through me. I felt it crouch down beside me.

“What the fuck.. are you okay?”

His voice was oddly calming. My crying stopped and I dared to open one eye. Through my one eye, I took in his image. Well, as much as I could, seeing as he was wearing a black face mask. He was a pale man in all black. His figure looked slim but he had an aura of intimidation to him. The man looked at me, a spark of concern mixed with curiosity visible in his otherwise indifferent black eyes.

I opened the other eye and opened my mouth to speak when I heard the yelling of other men. My eyes widened and I hid myself again. Shortly afterwards, I felt someone’s arms wrap around me, picking me up, and starting to run. My head snapped up and I looked around with my eyes wide. It was the man in black.

“Sorry, little one, we have to make a quick escape.” He said in a hushed tone.

I laid there, still. Paralyzed with fear, I stayed clutching the pale stranger’s shirt. Since my face was buried in his shirt throughout his run, I breathed him in. He smelled lightly of mint and a brief whiff of sweat was embedded into his skin. The other voices soon became too faint and eventually disappeared. He kept running until we got our final destination. I looked up in awe at the massive… building? House? Mansion?? It didn’t matter. At least I was safe for the night.. Probably.

He punched a code hastily into the gate and took us inside, closing it behind him and barking orders at a man who was operating the gate.

“I think I lost them but still, we cannot afford to let our guard down. You are to shoot anyone you see. Understood? “

“Yes, sir. Understood.” the stony-faced guard replied politely, not daring to ask his boss about the small boy in his arms.

The pale man nodded and proceeded inside the front doors of the supposed mansion, which had yet another guard and code that had to be entered. Once inside the house, he let me down and gave me a once-over.

I swear I  shrunk in size as I felt his intense gaze. I kept my head down, figuring out how I was going to escape. Yes, the man had probably saved me from whatever or whoever was chasing him but who knows his reasons behind it? They always started out nice, but I’m smart enough to know what it would eventually spiral to. I wonder what his intentions were. Sex slave? Drug smuggler? ...experiment?

I shuddered at the last thought as the memories I had tried to repress for the last few hours came trying to flood back into my head.

“Hello? Hey you. I’m talking to you.” His voice snapped me out of my memory-induced trance.

“Huh? Oh… Wh-what did you say again? I’m so sorry.” I replied, the fear evident in my voice. Once again, the memories of slipping up like this and the punishment after threw themselves at the sad excuse for a wall I had built in my mind.

“Hey..” he spoke softly, realizing how I was shaking and the fear I had. “I promise I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to help you get ba-”

My eyes widened and my head snapped up. I shouted a “no”, cutting him off. “Not back there.. Please. You can dump me out on the street but not back there.”

He nodded and snapped his fingers, apparently conjuring a butler that came quickly to his side. I ducked my head once again and listened to his orders.

“Namjoon, will you please escort.. Uh what’s your name?” he paused his order to look at me.

I hesitated before answering. I was never given a name back at the lab. “I don’t have one…”

He stared at me and nodded. “We can talk about that later. For now, Namjoon, take this boy to the guest room and run him a hot bath. Get him some clean clothes, from my room if you can’t find any extra. Tell JIn to cook something hot for him as well, it was wild out there.”

The butler, Namjoon, nodded and beckoned me to come with him, sending a message to Jin, I’m assuming. I looked at pale man, who nodded, and went along with Namjoon.

I knew I was crewed right then. All this kindness was going to come at a cost and I knew it. Oh well, I’ve faced worse. The only important thing now is the grumbling in my stomach and the cold, uncomfortable feeling of wet clothes sticking to my body. My tail, yes, my tail, was well hidden enough for them not to know but I assured myself the kindness would stop once it came out. I sighed silently, i would figure something out, I always did.

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There is Part One, my children.
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