"It's the man on the nametag!" you exclaimed.
"It is? Huh. Anyway looks like this "accident" wasn't really an "accident". I don't understand how they got away with all this, it was a big factory! Plus killing all these people...just...did they not have any conscience at all?" Minho said, puzzled, "Besides, why does our agency need that document after all?"
You shrugged. You had absolutely no idea, but it all seemed really shady. You were putting the pieces together in your head. If the explosion was that strong and these creatures were still alive, how strong were they? Your train of thought was interrupted by a terribly loud crash followed by a loud screeching coming from the room you came from.
"They got in!" Minho jumped on his feet and grabbed your wrist, "Come!"
He grabbed the document and pulled you to the door.
It was locked from the outside.
"What the...??? Not now!" Minho cursed under his breath as he tried to push the door open. It didn't even move the slightest bit. A disturbing scratching sound came from the other side of the wall, followed by scratching on metal.
"They are trying to get in the vent," Minho panicked, but tried to think calmly. You let your eyes wander around the room as you noticed three lockers on your left.
"Minho, in the locker!" you exclaimed, trying to scream over the noises these creatures were making. You pulled Minho with you to the lockers and opened two of them. As you were stepping in, Minho grabbed you by your shoulders and pulled you into a sweet and gentle kiss.
"I love you y/n..." he said and ran his strong hand through your hair.
"I love you too," you said, giving him maybe your last smile. He nodded and let go, stepping in the locker. You heard terrible screeching and scratching coming from the vent as you closed your locker door. The sound of metal being scratched made shivers run down your spine. Your breathing was uneven and your heart felt like it was hitting itself against your ribcage. You felt sick, your insides twisting and turning until you felt empty from the inside. You felt like a hollow tree with bugs crawling inside.
Something fell on the floor.
You tried to control your breathing, but that made you gasp for air even more. The locker was small and you felt like air was going to disappear any moment now. You peeked through the locker door and saw a greyish black human like creature stumbling around on four legs, glass shards in its body. After that freak, two more dropped in.
You leaned against the locker and closed your eyes, trying to convince yourself it was only a dream. You heard the creatures walking around and sniffing for you, sometimes making some weird sounds like they were communicating with each other.
You opened your eyes again.
Through the locker door, two black holes digged their way through your soul. Trying not to scream, you wanted to cover your mouth, but hit your elbow against the locker wall.
Then all the hell broke loose. All three creatures were on top of your locker as you screamed in fear. The locker was shaking and moving from side to side. With fear you looked at the lock. It was going to break anytime soon.
Your head filled with desperate thoughts as you pulled out your handgun and wanted to raise it to your head. You'd rather kill yourself than become these monsters' prey...
But you couldn't bring yourself to pull the trigger. Your body didn't listen to you as you felt your arm fall back down. Tears started rolling as the locker was swinging, making you hit your head and arms.
If you opened the door, you would be dead.
If you didn't open the door, you would be dead.
Suddenly, several gunshots echoed through the room. Your locker stopped shaking and you peeked through the door, your tears making it all foggy.
Your door bursted open with an incredible force and you fell out.
You fell into Minho's arms.
He pulled you towards himself as one of the freaks lunged towards you. A loud bang made the creature screech as it fell a few steps back. You tried to look around you, but everything was moving and circling around you. You felt something warm running down the side of your head and face. You turned your eyes to Minho and saw him aiming the gun towards the second creature while holding onto you with his other hand. Gunshots were messy in your head, mixed with the sound of your heart racing and your blood flowing, not mentioning the screaming of the creatures every time they got hit by a bullet.
You felt yourself losing it as everything was foggy and almost stuck in time.
"Y/n?"
The sounds were all around you.
"Y/N!"
You were moving, no, running across the room, but it wasn't you who was running, you didn't register that. You felt some pain on your wrist and saw Minho's hand pulling you towards the door.
Another gunshot went through your throbbing head. Something big in front of you opened and Minho pulled you through it.
"Y/n! Stay with me! Fight!"
His words hurt your head as you wanted to fall on the ground and never come back up. The creatures' screeching filled your head as you felt the lack of air. Broken windows passed you and the broken glass under your feet created like an answer to the creatures' screams.
Suddenly you were on the ground.
"Y/n!"
You looked around and saw blood around yourself. You slowly raised your hand, only to see the glass shards deep in your palms. You felt yourself being lifted up as your legs started moving by themselves again.
"You can do it! Stay with me! See?! We're almost out!"
There was a blinding light in front of you, but it was far away... too far away.
Suddenly the light started flickering in your eyes and you saw some figures running into the building.
Now the massive gunshots started.
"MINHO, Y/N! OVER HERE!"
There was a woman with short blonde hair with a machine gun in her hands as she ran towards you and Minho.
"GO! GO! GET OUT OF HERE!" she screamed, making your head hurt. Every gunshot felt like it was going through your own head.
"Amber?! How..." you heard Minho's somehow far away voice asking.
"Shut up and go!" With that the woman aimed her machine gun and started shooting.
The light came closer and closer until you were swallowed by it. You started seeing double and there was no air as you stumbled over your own foot.
You fell on Minho as he caught you again.
"Y/n? Y/N! Keep your eyes on me, okay? Y/n? HEY, OVER HERE! SOMEBODY HELP!"
Minho's screaming hurt so much...
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You opened your eyes in a dim room. You felt warm, but your vision was still blurry. You felt someone's hand running through your head. You tried to turn, but the room started spinning right away.
"Y/n?" a tired voice asked.
It was Minho.
You tried to look around you and saw you were in a car, reminding you of an ambulance, but it definitely wasn't it.
"How are you feeling?" Minho's soft voice asked, rubbing your shoulders.
"Where am I..." you somehow whispered out feeling bandages around your head.
"We're in the agency's first aid car. We got out y/n!" he said quietly but happily.
Your brain gave you the pictures of running and sometimes seeing everything and the blacking out. You...you were alive!
"Minho!" you exclaimed trying to sit up, but almost falling in the proccess. Minho pulled you closer and hugged you tightly.
"Minho, the documents?" a man's voice interrupted out of nowhere. It was the agency's leader, an old but dangerous looking man.
"Here," Minho said with a disapproving look and threw it on the table. The man took it and gave it a serious look.
"Good job," he said and started to leave, but Minho hopped on his feet and stood in front of him.
"What is going on? Why did you need it? What are these creatures?" he asked demandingly. The man sighed and sat down on a chair.
"It was a project we funded. The goal was to create superhumans, but it went wrong so we had to deatroy all traces if it, but as it seems, we didn't succeed. We needed the document so no one could find out even if the test subjects were killed or gone. No one can find out and there was supposed to be no survivors..." the man sighed and looked at Minho.
"But there were survivors... Or WAS a survivor if you don't count these undead freaks," an unfamiliar voice said from behind the black curtains.
A young man with one hand and an eyepatch stepped out.
"Hello, I'm Lee Taemin..."
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Sooooooo, this is the end! It maybe seems rushed, but it was the idea I had and I didn't know how to make it seem less rushed. I loved writing the last part, I felt so in the story. I hope you liked reading it ^^. About Onew x reader (fantasy), give me some time. I have to think of an idea at first and then find the time to write since I'm a bit busy at the moment, but the story will come! I promise! (≧∇≦)/
Again, I hope you enjoyed and have a good day from me!
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