⚒️ Dragon Mark ⚒️
🤫 Silent Abyss 🤫
Written by #preshsyarr
Chapter 33 – The Hour Of Rebel
Out of the corner of Johnny’s eye, he saw a figure moving in the shadow. Suddenly, the figure broke out in a sprint as he jumped through the glassless window; the glass has been shattered by a bullet and into the streets of Seoul.
Mark had managed to catch a quick glance of the man’s face, but that was not enough to confirm that he was the person who had ordered the ki||.
Johnny didn’t like this. He didn’t want to be on a wild goose chase right now, but that was where he ended up. Mark, Jisung, Taeyong, and himself chased after their target while the others watched over the prisoners to make sure no one do something stupid.
It was two in the morning, the hour of their rebels, and the streets in these parts were wild as ever. There was still a thick frenzy of people on the streets. They all knew that if their target get lost in the crowds, they could possibly lose him for good. That was not an option for them.
Johnny made a sharp turn at a dark alley corner. He was right on their target as he ran with an incredible speed. Taeyong was close behind while Mark and Jisung decided to cut their target off by making their way to the other alley using a short cut.
Johnny could feel something odd around this street corner but he couldn’t pinpoint what it was. The last time he had this feeling was the night SoMi ki||ed Eric.
A gunshot echoed softly through the alley and their target froze in his spot and slowly his body dropped to the ground.
Johnny came to a sudden stop, Taeyong froze behind him. Both he and Taeyong pulled out their guns. Mark and Jisung were the ones who fired that shot, and the rest of NCT weren’t here, there was an unknown $h00ter. Slowly from the shadows a female stepped out. The dark shadow blocked her identity but as she approached from the darkness, her face unveiled itself.
SoMi again? Johnny’s eyes widened in shock and confusion before his grip on his gun tightened. There, before him in the pits of the underground stood SoMi. She was beautifully dressed in that stunning wedding gown that fitted her like a Grove; she looked like venus rising from the sea. Her silky ebony hair was pinned back into a series of curls that was held together by pearl hairpins. Her make-up which dis wear often, highlighted her features, her high cheekbones, her large coffee eyes and her pouty pink lips. She looked elegant and breathtaking.
“You’re late.” She spoke softly and quietly but get voice was carried by the wind and brought to his ears. He almost flinched as how icily cold her voice was. He was reminded of the fact that he had basically abandoned her on their wedding day.
He stared at her with unreadable eyes, the only thought that could process through his mind was how ravishing she looked right now.
“You ki||ed our target.” He commented dryly. She smirked before holding out her gun.
“Stun gun.” She clarified. She haven’t ki||ed him, she had just rendered him unconscious. She knew NCTDREAM was waiting to get their hands on this gun. She didn’t want to ki|| him just yet, not until NCTDREAM have their fun and proves their point.
Mark and Jisung appeared from the other end of the alley, Gund pointing at SoMi. Johnny was rather amused at how composed she remained. Here, she was standing in the middle of an alley with four Gund pointed at her, but she showed no fear.
“I should just ki|| you right now.” He suggested and tightened his finger that was on the trigger of the gun. He didn’t press the trigger though because he didn’t want the image of a beautiful dead SoMi in her blood satin wedding gown to be embedded in his mind. That image was too horrific, and this really annoyed him that he had grown weak towards her. He didn’t want to be soft on her, but in the end, he was.