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I skid out in the speed of a jet. A mass arrival of sudden anxiousness in a try to create a storm on the mind shore, I was rather surprisingly calm. This was coming I knew, and I knew what to do too. I just had to accomplish everything on time.

'47 reporting, this is an emergency.'

'Connecting M's... what is it, 47?'

'BTS just-' I lost my balance and meteorically landed on the floor with a hard thud. I felt my forehead swelling to a hot red with ache, arising mild phosphenes of colors and shades before my darkening sight.

The man behind the cause of it took a step forward and grabbed my leg.

'Ouch!' I groaned in pain. Using the free leg, I kicked his hand away and quickly stood up. There had stood a whole parliament of guards, fisting their hands to be used to blow the fastest and roughest punch of all time.

I sighed. I freaking had no time for this.

Shooting the second man outright against the wall, I thrust my knee to the front man's balls, enjoying till the last crumple of pain he shrieked until another guard snaked his fingers around my throat choking me from behind. My elbow flung backward to nudge on his waist with a view to freeing myself and kicked on his partner's nose. Blood sprinkled out from his nostrils before he knelt down to get a hold on the pain, and attack again. I huffed in exhaustion and kept my posture on. There were so many of them. For me standing alone in the battlefield while trying to escape bit by bit, fail was surely a word gathered for me. I needed to call for backup from my earpiece.

'Ugh! Don't you-' I punched on one's chin and yelled, 'dare touch my hair!' My wig fell off. I was rolling my fist for a good blow of punch directing the man's chin, surprisingly, he met the floor even before I could touch his face with my knuckles.

'Go, 47!' A tall man appeared out of nowhere and started to take charge over the gathered around the guards in cohesion. A single click of his finger led the direction to my escape route. I jumped over the knelt guards and dodging the fewer ones to come my way, I gave a first and last short glimpse to my sudden arrived helper.

The man in grey...Brat man's partner??

He...

I banged the door close and ran.

'M's, 47 on the line.'

'Oh, God! Are you okay? What's your status now? I sent Seven to help you out at your location. Did you manage to get to BTS?'

Oh, so operative Seven it was...

But he...

I don't know why, but a feeling appeared that, him, I saw him somewhere before...

Somewhere...

'No I can't see them. They had already knocked out everyone inside and escaped. I don't think they have been able to cross much distance by now. I will contact you soon. Send in Twenty-two and his team too, Seven might need help.'

'Be fast, agent-'

'Okay, okay!' I disconnected the line and clicked on my watch. Two red lights blinked, the flag showed a hundred and a few meter distance away from my position. I smiled. It's working. This time there is no fault.

<<< - -

'After you see them, be sure to fix these trackers onto them anyhow.'

<<< - -

'Drink, sir?'

'Wait.'

'Yes?'

"I will take one of those.'

I moved towards the other members. 'Thanks.' Jin and Taehyung picked up one each.

Thank you too...

>>> - -

The dots took me where I had to go, subsiding half of my work. The corridor led to a dark corridor, later connecting to another lighted one, forming like a whole connected branches of a tree. Next moment I was standing on the other part of the hotel, where a couple of hotel rooms aligned on both sides. It was silent. And vacant. The lights blinked to bigger forms, as I stopped in the middle of the corridor. The red circles had parted ways, taken a position to both sides, to the inside of two rooms. I took my eyes off the watch and took a view of my surroundings. Before my hand fished out the tranquilizer gun and slowly twirled half one of the knobs.

No homo sapiens responded from inside.

I placed one foot in to take the shortest view in caution. Random paper flew down and slapped against my face, fanned by the cold blow of wind from the only open window in the room. Piles of clothes sat ruffled on the bed sheet, the owners of them were nowhere to be seen. I clicked on one of the buttons on my watch. A sharp red glimmered on a maroon suit, assuring its entity that settled there useless.

Too clever. They escaped.

Again.

I rushed to the other room, finding it in the same condition. All those masks and suits I saw a while ago that luminesced the glow of those them, who were here to change off their clothes.

God.

I peeked out through the window, that linked to the fresh view to the parking spot. Every slot was taken, no car was away from a place. Did they take a car from here? I thought. Maybe they parked their car in a distance.

I jumped out through the window and scampered. Clock said it had been thirty minutes since I last saw them. Which route would they take to escape? Which is the easiest and shortest path to escape for them without being suspicious?

I gave a thought. Then realized.

I was duped.

The window was not the way through which they escaped.

I proceeded towards the ballroom.

Several people still were present there, partying and chilling so loud, perturbing. Unconsciously I saw Ae-Cha standing beside me, don't know when she came by. My eyes kept scanning through the crowd, lost regarding how they would appear now as they were out of their suits.

'Hey, eonnie! Are you listening?'

'Uhh?' I tapped on my earring waiting for a second for the earpiece to get connected, then whispered. 'M's-'

'Eonnie.'

'What is it??' I rashed out bad to which she replied startled, 'U...your hand...it's bleeding...'

'Oh?' I looked down at my arm and partially observed the larger portion which had crimson shade painted over my skin texture. A moderate cut settled there, gaining a darker brown shade as the blood had dried gradually. The bigger matter wasn't how much I was hurt, the matter was BTS.

Fuck, I gotta find them!

They're so fast! What should I do now??

'How did you get hurt? Let me see, you should immediately get it bandaged now.' She lifted my hand to take a better look. I pulled away.

'It's fine, Ae-Cha! Stop it!' She pouted at my words, 'I am just wanting to help you. Why would you yell at me..?'

'I am not really-' I stopped in the midst.

Wait.

Hand.

Wrist...

Jimin!

Immediately the light-bulb moment took place.

His wrist!

The black beaded bracelet he wore.

I tremulously clicked on my phone and opened the certain app. Pretty soon a faint voice appeared.

'Hyung, le-'

Alleluia!

'Eonnie, are you okay?' Ae-Cha looked at me confused.

I didn't yield to reply. Behind me in a distance, I saw a couple of guards taking long and fast steps furiously, looking around. I needed to get out fast.

I scurried my way out in a fast motion, visioning the figure of the male and his voice which was already giving me so many directions to their location.

'Did you get it, M's?'

'Go to the backyard, next to the garden!'

'I love you.' I made my way to the backside avoiding every piercing mad bull's eye.

'I am calling in all the agents to take a cover around the place. No sooner you see them, click the button to your shirt. Then, game over... Those shits cannot escape this time!'

I nodded.

Now...where are they?...

In the dark, I could see just black and nothing else.

> > > - - > |

'Follow that car!' An unknown husky voice yelled. In a whoosh, a car jumped out and dashed in the dark, followed by a couple of bullet speed alike vehicles resolved to hunt it down. Lambda's men. Two gunshots roared in the air, pretty soon with the screeching low sound of car wheels, everything went in silence.

I was hiding behind the fence, not intending to make any action because the second voice in my ear spoke,

'They're gone, aren't they?'

'Fools...!'

I laughed.

Now.

I finally see them.

Six figures of human pierced out from the blackness. One of them dressed in the uniform of cooks, two in that of waiters, the rest three were in valet's and guard's. They started to shoot out from the above part of ensembles, replacing with casuals as to blend easily in the crowd, not even the most-cunning eye can suspect. Another man momentarily jumped out from a nearby bush.

'Hoseok-ah!' They hugged the male. He released himself from the tight hug of six and released a loud sigh, 'Damn, glad that I could make it out safe.'

'Did the guards get you?' He shook his head, 'Although I couldn't easily blend in with them since I appeared unlike, but it was fine.' They looked at each other at a time. A small smile formed upon their lips in chorus.

'So...now...'

I clenched on the button I was instructed to push down. In a second, all those of my mates hiding around, will jump out like predators and capture the seven guilty omnivores. We have waited so much. I have waited so much. Just a sec...and...

My motion totally stopped.

'...Let's go.'

Cycles clinked. Paddles whirled, seven figures started to get small little by little, whistles howled in the air.

It was a silent surreal night street.

Momo's P.O.V:_

I impatiently knocked on the table. What is up with Y/N? Why isn't she giving the signal yet? I pulled the cord, '47? Are you there?'

No response.

'47?'

'Y/---operative 47?'

....!!

That's it!

I pulled my second cord in, '45, take your guns out and on the count of five-'

'M's, don't.'

'47?' I hurriedly asked engaging over my mouthpiece.

'Don't send in the forces.'

'What do you mean?' 'Hear my words. We can't apprehend them now.'

'What the heck are you talking about? We can't let them escape! 45, you hear me, yo-'

'I said. Don't. M's.' I sat thoroughly confused on my seat.

'Why can't we catch them now? Years and years they have been roaming around free on the city street, now that they are finally in the grip of our hands-'

'M's, calm down.'

'How the hell am I supposed to calm down? You tell me!'

'Listen to me-'

'You're deliberately letting them escape!'

'M's, STOP!' I paused.

'It's because-

They are not alone. They work under someone.'

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