Forces Working //BTS/Jimin Fanfic//

A Nightmare on Jean Street

Monday- April 1

"Oh Bangtan, Bangtan, Sonyeondan!!! Where are you my pretty little boys!" I yelled, talking quiet steps but letting the tip of my gun scrape against the wall. "Allouette, gentile Allouette Allouette, je te plumerais." I stopped singing, and decided to play with them in my own language, "Oú es-vous mes amis?"

"Hello!?" I heard Kookie yell from his room. I smirked, walking toward his room and hiding my gun behind my back.

"Sortez et jouez avec moi!" I yelled, opening his door and pointing the gun at his head. "Salut! Hope you guys realize I would never actually hurt you." I said in Korean. Kookie frowned.

"Well, you're hurting me right now."

I kneeled down next to him, checking him out. "How, how can I help?"

"Well, something is in a very uncomfortable position, so there isn't anything you can help me with... Unless you're willing to reach down there and-"

"Okay, you have lived too long." I pointed the gun at his head, he shook, having that classic shook face on him.

"No wait, I'm sorry! Mercy! Mercy!" I smiled, giving his forehead a kiss, rubbing it in dearly and walking away.

"Au revoir! Vous devriez voir un médecin après cela." I waved away, closing the door slowly.

"Rev- Revy!"

I sat in the kitchen, both of my legs thrown lazily on the floor and chewing my last piece of gum. The rustling began. Jimin snuck into the study, where he would find J-hope. Jin snuck into Tae and Kookies room, knowing he would find his son. The majority of the boys were now in there too, and I heard screaming Kookie warning them.

Suga was the only one who wasn't there to hear Kookie, and neither was J-hope, considering he was stuck to the table.

The boys who understood the maknae, ran away. I walked into the room, glaring at Kookie, but decided to play with Tae. "Kim Taehyung, where are you?" I crouched down in front of the closet, making eye contact with V through the blinds and smiling. "There you are."

I heard water running through the pipes, knowing that Jin must have been trying to get the dye out. I put my finger onto my lips, smirking and hearing V whimper... Am I that terrifying?

Checking my watch, it also looked about time Suga found Rapmon and tried to escape, which means V would have to find them too. Sighing, I chose to sit where I once was, but then grabbed the chair and dragged it into the hallway.

The trio of boys looked back, their eyes widening and running faster towards the elevator. I sat down, crossing my arms and sprawling my legs.

"Run faster!" Rapmonster yelled, as they got to the elevator and let the doors close automatically. I chuckled, tilting my head in the last few seconds they could see me.

"Come on Jin, let me in, it's Na-yeong!" I yelled, hoping he would fall for it.

"No way Revy, I recognize the difference!" I should have known. Jin was way smarter than that.

I played with the boys, dragging my gun on the wall for a few minutes until I knew the three boys had escaped.

After which, I left too, hopefully quietly enough for the other four to not notice.

Knowing my brother, I knew that he would think he's safe at a public setting. I had falsely informed him, that I don't know the people here, so pranking in public might be a little too far.

But if he only knew I had no shame.

He would obviously show up to the park, where I was ready to stake out and hide. Waiting for my prey to inch closer to its trap before getting him with my little friend here. Knowing Alaric, he would go to extreme measures to not get pranked, so the biggest park in the city was the safest place to hide in his opinion, but not mine.

I cleaned my gun, walking out of the building and towards the park. Climbing on a tree, I removed my face mask, putting it somewhere safe until the mission was done.

Times like these, I really appreciated being the daughter of my father. He was known to be the best sniper out there, maybe that is why he's in a coma. For being too good.

I licked my lips, clicking in the scope and waiting patiently. Families and children would run by, but they weren't my objective. I only played pranks on the people I like, or the people I am close to, but never strangers and respectable people. By respectable, I mean people who I respect and might be afraid of.

To my surprise, I saw my brother and fully clothed Rapmonster and V. Rapmonster held his stomach, still slightly agitated. I chuckled, soothing my shoulders with a little shift. I felt like a lion staring at a herd gazelle, and at any moment, I would pounce on all of them.

I closed my eye, staring through the scope with the other. With a smirk and a toothpick in my mouth, I shot my brother straight in the chest, clocking and shooting Rapmonster in the stomach, clocking and shooting V in the arm then his leg. I then began to shoot each boy who decided to move. Avoiding the head, neck, and groin.

They finally realized where the shots were coming from, seeing me shoot at them repeatedly. They ran away, but of course, that only means I had their backs to shoot now.

As they ran through the mob of people, I carefully chose which part of their body's I hit, hoping that whatever skill my father bestowed on me, would take effect. Through their minds, they probably thought I wouldn't shoot them when in a group of people, but boy were they wrong.

Aiming at their hands and feet, I felt like I was making them dance and bend to my will. It was sort of exhilarating to have this much power, but I knew that enough was enough. That once they got out of the park, prank time was over. I was giving all of them mercy.

I packed up all of my stuff from the tree, climbing down and taking the gun apart. I grabbed my duffle bag and shoved my things inside, waving down a taxi to make my way to Na-yeong. And before the thought even came to mind, I dismissed it. No way I was going to attack Eomma, not unless I wanted either world war three to start, or I wanted a broken foot.