Broken Souls

Prologue: March 25th

Chan was only ten year old when he was taken and modified basically. The boy had been running around the park happily, chasing his friends around until he heard his name being called out. The tiny boy looked up and over, seeing his mother standing anxiously beside a car. But the little boy didn't care, a wide smile breaking out on his face as he ran to her,

"Mama!"

He squealed, and reached up, wanting her to pick him up. But she wasn't doing anything, except he saw her start crying immediately. This of course worried Chan, the ten year old not stupid on emotions or anything. 

"Mama.. why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry baby... I tried so hard to keep you safe but i couldn't."

His mother said, voice leaking with the sadness and guilt. She crouched down, bringing him in an embrace, Chan hugging her back. He felt someone grab his arm, and start dragging him away from his mother, the tiny boy immediately beginning to shout,

"No! Mama! Please!"

He tried to resist, but the older man was too strong. Chan cried as he saw his mother drop to her knees on the grass, crying so hard.

.....

Changbin was 9 years old when it happened, the boy didn't have a family at all. He was a foster, and he knew what that meant. He knew he didn't have his real parents, a frustrated sigh escaping him as he was sent out to get the mail from his foster parents. But a black car pulling up made him confused. He couldn't see through the windows so it made him sketchy. But all in all, he just worried about getting the mail, his tiny hands reaching and opening the mailbox after he set the step stool he was carrying down. 

But he yelped when hands grabbed him, and shoved him into the car. His eyes were wide as he looked at the masked man,

"Wh-who are you!?"

Changbin managed, his child voice sounding terrified. The man didn't respond, instead instructing the driver to floor it, and go.

.....

Jisung was around  8 years old when it happened. His family was really poor, so that had Jisung already helping his parents out with work when he was only five years old. It's been three years, so Jisung perfected getting around carefully and safely, or at least he thought he was. He was carrying a basket of apples at the time when someone tripped him and made him fall onto the ground.

He yelped, and squeaked when the apples went everywhere. He rushed to pick most of them up, but his tiny body was lifted immediately,

"No! No, stop! Please!"

Jisung thrashed, no one daring to help him. He looked at the man with pure fear in his eyes. The man didn't release him, nor looked like he cared as he carried the eight year old off and into a car.

....

Hyunjin was also eight years old when it happened to him. The boy was rich compared to how Jisung's life was, but he knew his parents uses their money to help the lower classes out. Hyunjin was playing in the front yard of his house, playing with a few of his friends. The eight year old was playing catch with one of his friends named, Seungmin. Him and Seungmin were close, the two having met each other when they were in the first grade. 

Since then they had been inseparable. Hyunjin paused when a car pulled up though, eyes watching the door open and a masked man stepping out. He squinted when he realized he was coming towards the two boys. He moved, stepping in front of Seungmin, but he guessed Seungmin wasn't the target. The man reached down, grabbing the collar of Hyunjin's shirt, and dragged him off to the car. Seungmin cried out,

"Hyunjin!"

The tiny boy tried to run after, but it seemed like he was frozen in place as he watched Hyunjin get shoved into a car and the car to drive off.

.....

The four boys were each shoved into one room when they arrived wherever they were brought to. They were too scared, all of the crying, to be able to talk to one another. Jisung ended up holding onto Changbin, the other also holding him despite not knowing each other. Hyunjin and Chan were huddled in a corner as voices were heard outside of the door,

"Which one will get the darkness power.."

"Probably Changbin.."

"Ok, so then that makes Chan having.."

Their voices were cut off by another for Chan to able to hear what he'd apparently 'get' as a so called 'power'. But Chan tuned out, not caring as he cried into his legs, wanting his mom. Soon the door opened and the four boys were taken to some lab where there was holding cells that had a bunch of things connected to them. 

The four boys faced so much pain, their minds being swept and powers being implanted into their bodies forever making them weapons.