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Prologue

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On a one stormy night little Kim Taehyung ran away from their home with full of bruises, wounds and blood all over his body, searching and screaming for help. Ofcourse no one could hear him,who could still be awake at 12:45 in the evening plus with the loud roaring of thunder no one could hear an audible cry for help. Everybody inside their houses are sleeping peacefully and warm while Taehyung, searching for help with his body soaking wet under the rain.

"Go Tae tae run before they find us" those are the last words that Taehyung heard from his Mom's mouth with blood on the lower left lip and a bruise on the right. Before Taehyung left he hug tightly his mother one last time, He quickly run away from their place without turning back even if he hear A man screaming "he's escaping!!, follow him and make sure he's dead!!" and followed by a woman's voice,Taehyung is one hundred percent sure that it was his moms "run Taehyung and don't look back, I'll stop them as long a----" BANG !!!!! the sound of a gun shot that cut the statement of his mother. Taehyung realizes what just happened but still he keeps on running while keeping his eyes tightly shut with tears streaming down his cheeks.

He keeps on running and running until he heard a sound of motor bike following him meteorically. He tries to lose his attacker by turning at a dark alley as fast as he could, he sat down with a chest that's heaving harshly. He hid until the sound of the motor bike can no longer be heard. Slowly he stood up, and peak at the left and right side of the street.

He resumed running until he bumped into someone. A silhouette of a tall man presented infront of him, Due to the pitch of the night the man was remain unrecognisable for Taehyung. Adrenalines fixated his mind on the goal to search for help. Unnoticed who the person was he starts pleading for help, "It's fine" the guy muttered and place his hand on Taehyung's wet locks. That was the turning point for Taehyung to stop his bawling as he made a few steps backward all because of the familiarity of the voice. A lightning occured and lit the whole place for a minumum of time, but that was all Taehyung needed to identify the man he was asking for help.

It was the same person who murdered his parents. As he was about to run the man caught his hair resulting for taehyung to halt. Tightening the grip on his hair taehyung cries in pain for being lift kicking and wailing around. "you little twat" the man granted angrily for accidentally hitting his face by taehyung. Mad from a light scratch made by the child, the man lift taehyung higher tightening the grip on his hair more then throw the child onto the wet ground.

Taehyung whimpers in pain as blood starts to flow out from his head feeling dizzy he stood up, unable to balance himself he fell on his fours, but still tries to get away by crawling. "Youre not going anywhere kiddo" the guy said in a stern voice. He stomped on the child's popliteal, deteriorating his ability to escape. Taehyung cries in agony with all the pain his experiencing as the cry he released feeds the man's satisfaction.

A sly smirk is written on the monstrosity's face wanting to push his feet harder as it gives him more bliss seeing the child suffer like a psychotic he is. "le-le-let me g-go please" taehyung begs facing the cold wet floor, head still bleeding. The stuttering only boost the man's urge to inflict pain. He kicks taehyung's head as if he is kicking a ball of soccer. Taehyung cries harder and louder but the man kicks his head again, the second kick silence Taehyung for the unlikely reason he lost his consciousness.

This doesn't make the man any happier he flips taehyung using his feet as he stares at the little fragile body of the child looking for any sign of life. The man saw the heaving chest of the lying child "you bitch sleeping at the midst of my enjoyment"

Unsatisfied with what he'd done to the child he pound his feet onto the little ones stomach harshly landing one after another. The poor taehyung wakes up in pain coughing blood, feeling weaker than ever.

"ju-just let me die"

Taehyung weakly muttered under his breath, drowning in his own blood still conscious but unable to move, barely breathing.

To the man's eyes this is art, an art of inflicting pain and making people suffer no matter what age nor gender, disregarding everything on what aspect you are known. "I want you to know that this is all on your father's, if only he did what he is assigned for none of this would've happened" Being o'lproud of what he did he pulled out a pistol and shot at whatever part of taehyung's chest.

He rode his bike and left like nothing happened.

As the murderer left a black audi cross its path. Not giving a care nor sparing a glance to the vehicle that's going to the opposite direction.

With every last breath of Taehyung he thinks nothing but the heartless murderer. he's seeing blurry pictures of his once happy family. He thought that's it, thats the sign, he didn't expect he will soon see his parents again.

His vision is starting to get blurry and pitch he closes his eyes with a last drop of tear wishing that everything was just a dream, a very very bad vivid dream. His consciousness was slowly being taken away.

The matt audi honks as the driver saw the lying body on the street at the midst of night and a storm. "I never once imagined nor thought of the idea that I'll be seeing that guy again" a woman inside the car angrily stated. "ma'am!" the driver called out for the woman. And the woman got out of her daze and stares at her drivers panicking expression. "what?" she arch her brow not getting what was drivers panicking about.

"Is that a child" the driver shakingly pointed over the windshield. A small body being soaked in rain with a pool of blood engulfing his fragile body.

"Jesus Christ!"

the woman got out of the vehicle and kneeled down infront of the body to check for any vital signs. "ma'am! wait up you can't just go and touch-" the driver followed with umbrella in his hand. "he's still alive" she whispers.

"what?"

"he's still alive, hurry and help me with this. We can still save him"

The driver rush towards his boss who's trying to carry the barely breathing body of a child.

"Those bastards they cant even spare a kid"









Hi! :) its been a couple of years since the last time I updated this story. For two years of not even touching my stories I've noticed a lot of grammar mistakes. As you can see I rewrite the first chapter, and expect for me to rewrite the rest. Don't worry the plot would remain the same. I cannot promise that my grammar would be perfect this time but ill try my best to make it better.

The lockdown and community quarantine is the reason that im back, I have no schoolworks to be done and I have a lots of time inside the house doing nothing so right after I finish rewriting every chapters I will publish the new ones.

Stay safe guys and please take care :))))




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