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~No one's POV~
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Y/N couldn't hear what Taehyung said next due to the blood rushing in her ears.
Everything was faded, she only knew that history was repeating itself and she won't let it happen.
Y/N ushered everyone outside and blared the alarms.
As everyone stood in the living room, Y/N breathed a sigh of relief seeing everyone alive.
No one is dead.
"Oppa! Get the water hose!" Y/N ordered as she ran outside, grabbing the fire extinguisher at the entrance.
Looking around the house, Y/N found the source of the fire was actually behind the house, a dump of what looked like old papers and newspapers lit on fire.
The flames easily reached up to the first floor, probably the reason why Taehyung was so panicked.
Y/N sprayed the fire extinguisher but it could do nothing.
Y/N had no idea how so many papers came into the yard, or how did it catch fire, she only knew she had to douse them.
Tears flowed from her eyes not because of the fire, but because of how familiar it looked, how familiar it felt.
She had never hated deja vu so much until that specific moment.
The fire extinguisher ran out in her hands and she let it drop to the ground.
The empty container rolled away leaving Y/N standing before the fire.
She couldn't move.
All she could see was her mother and father's lifeless body staring at her from the fire.
From that same awful fire.
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~Flashback~
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Y/N was sure her brother hadn't run away.
Who in his right mind would leave a whole family at the age of sixteen just to go off the grid? For absolutely no reason?
This is why she went to search for Youngsoo.
Because she was a good sister.
She won't let her brother go away that easily.
But when she couldn't find him for three months, she knew she had to get back home. Youngsoo would probably show up when he wanted to. She had to be responsible.
She had gone home once, but no one was at the house. And she was promptly attacked by enemies who couldn't possibly know about her location, right?
Anyways, the second time she went, everyone was there.
The only catch was, they weren't alive.
"Oppa! Get the water hose!" Y/N screamed as she frantically looked for a fire extinguisher.
She couldn't find one, all of them were empty.
Panicking, she turned on the water sprinkler system of the pond. Maybe that could help?
"I am getting it to stay at your place!" Yoongi yelled at her, but she couldn't.
She knew Appa would be gathering his gun and her mother would be taking her weapons too. To kill whoever started the fire. Typical Mafia things.
Right?
They surely won't be laying facedown in the grass.
No, definitely not.
And definitely not in their own blood.
No, this was wrong.
As if someone shot them.
No, this can't be happening.
But no one can shoot them, right?
They were still alive, right?
They were here, right?
"Appa!" Y/N cried loudly, hugging pitifully at the lifeless body splattered with blood. She wished so desperately that he would spring to life and laugh at her saying 'Calm down princess, the blood ain't mine'.
But he stayed there like that.
"Eomma, look Appa is sleeping in again, wake him up please, wake up you guys please, look I came back!" Y/N shook her mother's figure, but she didn't wake up.
They never did.
Y/N trashed around screaming and crying as Yoongi and Hoseok pulled her away from the dead bodies of Song Wooshik and Song Heeyoung.
Former Mafias.
Shot during a shootout.
And burned to death.
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~Flashback ends~
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"Eomma...Appa..." Y/N whispered as she stepped forward.
The flames lapped at her feet, but she didn't care.
Couldn't care.
Just a few more steps then she could see her parents again, even just a glimpse.
Because that's what it is, right?
This was her dream, right?
Her nightmare.
She would scream out in pain and wake up from this reality.
Where she could see her brother again, who wasn't a traitor. Her parents who were not dead. The Song gang that was not broken.
She would be free.
Just one more step-
Before she was pulled away from the fire and thrown onto the ground.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Namjoon heaved in anger as he glared at Y/N who was about to walk into the fire.
Did she really lose her mind?
"You were going to die! Is this how you are going to fight Youngsoo? Is this how you will keep us safe? What were you even thinking?" Namjoon yelled loudly, making Y/N flinch.
All Y/N could do was stare at the floor numbly.
What was she thinking?
"I don't know what has gotten into you, but get up. We need the fearless Y/N one who kills people if they even breathe too loud, not the Y/N who was just about to take a walk into the fire like it was a fucking park!" Namjoon's breaths were harsh, the black smoke making it harder to breathe.
"Let's go," Namjoon pulled Y/N up and she obliged.
Namjoon practically dragged her out of the fire towards Taehyung, Jin, and Maria who were standing outside anxiously.
Maria gasped at Y/N's sight.
"Holy cows what were you doing?" Maria asked taking Y/N in her arms.
Namjoon just looked at Y/N shaking his head.
He was beyond terrified when he saw Y/N. It was as if she was possessed. She looked like she was in a dream of some sort, and was going to evaporate herself out of it.
Leaving Y/N aside, they all focused on the fire, which was now slowly being doused by the members of the Song gang. Sunghoon was nowhere to be seen but then he arrived with paper towels and water for everyone.
The fire was slowly doused and Yoongi and Hoseok closed the water hose as they walked toward the assembled group outside.
Jimin and Jungkook came from the other side of the house, visibly drained.
The sun was beginning to rise and in the faint light, they could see what the papers were actually.
Y/N recognized them.
"He even had the fucking audacity to send these papers back to us!" Y/N charged angrily toward the half-burned posters.
The same missing posters Y/N had printed while searching for a certain boy named Youngsoo and sent them to every mafia known in the underworld.
Y/N was now out of her daze.
She had let the sister inside her come out for the time being. But now she caged her behind a jail to keep her out of these matters.
She had to think straight.
"Jungkook. Check the CCTV. But I doubt if we can find anything, I bet Youngsoo got these papers inside through the back door between the two oak trees in the back, the only blindspot I'd left. I should have known. That motherfucker-" Y/N gritted her teeth.
He had used her past against her.
She would take it one step ahead.
"You ave stepped a line now, Youngsoo."
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