The sounds of chains scraping against the floor and the drilling off in the distance,
The smell of rust and oil,
The distant laughter of young aged men.
That what their victims always heard,
Before they were never seen again.
Only one name was always remembered.
Neo Culture Technology.
Nct
There were 21 members total
Their leader sat in his office as he watched his hacker do his work.
A smug grin was on the face of the hacker.
The clicks of the mouse and the sound of the keyboard was a sound he had grown accustomed to.
He smiled when he noticed his hacker seemed to be at ease,
And not struggling at all to find the information he needed.
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One of them leaned against his motorcycle as he thought of his childhood.
The blurry memories passing through his mind as he whispered names.
"Y/n, Sarah, Mich."
He didn't remember the relation of the names.
It was all just too familiar to him.
The two street racers had parked their cars beside him.
They watched him in silence,
not comprehending what those names meant.
One of the Street racers was the Leader's second hand man.
Doing illegal races was something he enjoyed doing,
His life was all about living dangerously.
While the other street racer,
He did the Races for money.
He wanted his family to be living well off because of him.
The Dark Sorcerer played with his cards as he tried reading their future.
The hypnotist sat in the chair In front of him.
He stared at his favorite Instrument,
The pocket watch.
"Hm...I see a girl." He raised the card and showed it to him,
He lowered it and raised another. "And I see.. hm..interesting."
"What do you see?" The hypnotist asked.
"I see...love."
The assassin sat in the room that belonged to the mechanic,
Standing beside him was their double agent.
He was amused seeing how many weapons they owned.
He always traced his favorite weapons with his fingers,
He always thought if one day he'd ever have to use all of them.
The double agent smiled as he remembered,
The one time he used the newest addition to their weapons.
He liked trying new things out.
Their Mechanist watched the younger ones as he picked up the things he'd be using to create new things.
He always had to fix the car wrecks the Street drivers brought in after an intense race.
He dropped off the stuff on the metal table and picked up the drill.
It was time for him to start.
In a room down in their basement.
In the silence and darkness of the room,
The kung fu master practiced the routines he had learned.
Yes he had bruises.
But they were bruises from succeeding his practices.
Their cryptologist was reading the recent threats that had been sent or by other gangs and small mafias that were set around their area.
He chuckled thinking the threats were somewhat funny.
They were not one bit afraid.
The Pilot looked over his maps and marked the latitudes and longitudes he needed for the next flight they'd have to make.
Originally he didn't want to be a part of the Mafia,
But it came around when he most needed it.
Their Private Detective,
Was looking over what the hacker had provided.
The names of possible people who were traitors,
Possible threats to their group.
He watched it all closely to see if he saw a flaw anywhere.
Their elocutionist smiled as he had just recently taken over a nearby radio station.
He was ready to start his little game of
'Cops and robbers'
He absolutely enjoyed watching everything from the sidelines.
Their Poison expert sniffed around his many different poisons he had created.
He absolutely enjoyed watching their victims drink any of these.
He knew it was bad,
But he didn't care.
The youngest of the members,
He wasn't exactly a bad kid.
He was basically taken in by them and raised by them at a young age.
He enjoyed doing school life,
And dreamed of living as a normal kid.
Everyone knew he was part of Nct.
The rumors called him "nct's kid."
But if he ever did have to do something,
He was the bike messenger.
Who needs phones to communicate?
Their explosives expert removed the fuses to the bombs that had been sent to them.
He was Intrigued seeing the many different possible ways bombs could be created.
Their lion tamer,
He basically owned a zoo.
From Black leopards, to Tigers,
Lions, and even horses.
His closest friend,
Was a Tiger.
The one he always used to Intimidate in interrogations.
There were two more members,
They were the newest additions to the mafia.
All they did was follow orders and enjoy their life in riches.
All of them never saw it coming.
That what the Dark sorcerer had predicted.
Would be the biggest nightmare
They'd ever live.
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Y/n walked beside her school friends in the halls. The ones she was closest to were Hwanwoong and Xion. (Yes I know I added these kiddos) She listened along when she felt like she was being watched.
She faced towards where she felt the staring had come from.
A boy around her age,
He was with his friends who all giggled when they noticed she caught him staring.
He awkwardly smiled before he looked away.
"Hey, Y/n was he just staring at you?" Xion asked as he squinted his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Careful Y/n, I heard he..is Nct's kid." Hwanwoong said before he took a sip from his drink.
Y/ n shrugged. "Whatever. Why would a kid like him be in our school anyways."
A man walked up to her and passed her a parcel.
He was following the plan.
He didn't want to lose his life,
So he attempted his best to break a run for it.
He smiled and hid all the pain behind that smile.
"Uhm Miss, could you deliver this for me?"
"Yeah sure." She wasn't really the type of person to say no.
She found it difficult to do so.
She gently held it in her hands and followed the man's Instructions.
She walked forward and wondered what was inside the parcel.
She didn't dare shake it,
But she swore she heard coins.
In the far distance,
The Leader Of Nct held his sniper in hands,
He looked through the scope and looked for the man who held the parcel.
One of their enemy gang's has agreed on making a truce,
By having a parcel with money and a sacrifice from their team.
He noticed the girl holding the parcel,
"What?"
He looked closer and noticed,
She wasn't a member of any type of gang.
She was an average girl.
"Those liars. They brought a commoner into this mess." He muttered as the Assassin who stood beside him,
Followed his gaze with binoculars.
"Should I still kill her?" The assassin asked.
"No."
"Hm?" The assassin hummed and looked down towards the leader.
"I want her."
So I got anew trailer for the book. Since the person who made the video said I could use it! So thanks and enjoy their video it's lit
Here's the other trailer of my book: by OMYSUGAR. They are both as equally good I love them