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고치다 - 송한겸

word count: 2772 trigger / content warning : animal death , blood , animal attack

Hangyeom could never complain about his life. Only child. Loving mother and father. Childhood dog. He had everything he could hope for. He excelled in school and had many friends. But by no means were things handed to him on a silver platter. Hangyeom still worked hard and faced challenges like the next person… but compared to the other Ethereals, he had the dream life.

Hangyeom never regretted a moment of his life. He cherished it all- good and bad. Even when his childhood dog fell ill for the first time. It scared him. He didn’t know how it happened or if the dog would live. He begged and wished for the dog to survive, but each day his dog grew iller and iller.

They eventually reached the death bed. His parents said their goodbyes and left Hangyeom alone for a moment, after all this dog had grown up with him the last ten years. How can he even find the words to say goodbye to someone who had been by his side for that long… it wasn’t fair.

Hangyeom choked on his tears and the words couldn’t find their way out of his mouth- they were trapped in his mind and heart… but he hoped his dog understood what he was wanting to say.

Hangyeom leaned over the dog and gently hugged the dog. His sobbing became vocal and he couldn’t hold back anything now. Hangyeom raised his head and met the dog's eyes. He tilted his head for his dog to see him as well. He tried his best to smile. He didn’t want to show fear. He gently petted the dog, repeatedly. He took deep breaths to calm himself so he could talk.

“If only we could have more time,” Hangyeom choked out. He started crying again and couldn’t finish the rest of what he wanted to say. Instead he continued to pet the dog.

A warm sensation tingled in Hangyeoms hands. He looks over to find his hands glowing. It was a dim golden glow. He pulls his hand away from his dog, staring at his hand then his best friend. The glow dimmed in his hand.

Hangyeom caught his breath. Was his dog still breathing? Did he somehow kill his dog with his glowing hands?

Then the dog sat up suddenly. It scared Hangyeom and he yelled. The dog turned its head towards Hangyeom and started wagging its tail. It got up, stretched, and walked into Hangyeom’s lap.

His parents rushed into the room- thinking the dog had finally passed. But instead the dog was jumping up on Hangyeom licking his face.

He wasn’t sure how, but he had this weird gut feeling he had healed his dog. Or something made him better. His glowing hands were something. Whatever it was he hoped it would continue to happen when he needed it most.

The same thing happened a year later. His dog was involved in a dog attack and Hangyeom somehow managed to heal him. Hangyeom hadn’t even noticed that the dog bite marks and scratches on his body had healed as well. He also didn’t notice his own pain- masked by the fear of losing his dog.

His parents questioned him when he arrived home. His clothes were completely tattered. Hangeyom made up a story about playing too rough at the dog park and having to jump over the fence before a dog got a hold of him and his dog.

Somehow his parents believed the story. Hangyeom retired to his room afterwards and stared at the tattered clothing in question.

How did he not earn a single scratch or have his blood drawn? He remembers the dog biting him several times. How could have it drawn blood from his dog, but not himself? Maybe dog's skin was more sensitive and fragile? No… that’s not the answer. It left Hangyeom confused.

Hangyeom pulled out a journal from under his mattress and opened it. He began writing another entry. Hangyeom started journaling after the day he managed to save his dog. To document all the times he managed to heal something. To see if there was a pattern or maybe how he could control it. But after a year he still didn’t have direct answers. He tried to save some other animals but sometimes his abilities wouldn’t work and he felt bad having to leave the animal. It crushed a part of his heart.

There were 4 successful entries of healing and there were 7 unsuccessful attempts of healing. He didn’t understand why it happened randomly. If he could just have control of it he could heal and save everyone he could.

Eventually the inevitable happened. After 18 long years by Hangyeom’s side, his childhood dog passed away. It crushed everything in Hangyeom, but this time he understood he couldn’t keep the dog here any longer. There was nothing left to heal. The pain could never be replaced and Hangyeom grew to accept that his best friend was gone.

With Hangyeom’s best friend no longer by his side, he tried even harder to learn to master his gifts. He only ever found to be successful with his dog, and on a very rare occasion another animal.

But Hangyeom finally cracked the code- after almost 9 long years. His emotions were key in making his abilities work. He didn’t know how to describe it but he wrote down the thoughts he had as he helped animals.

It first worked on a poor cat he found on the side of the road. It had taken a hit by a car and was on the verge of dying. Hangyeom’s heart shattered at the sight. It looked like a house cat. Based on the little collar it had on. Hangyeom thought about the poor child that might lose their best friend, just like he had but in a worse scenario. Hangyeom took a deep breath, and still with the thought flowing through his mind he reached for the cat. Gently placing his hand on it. He brushed the fur a couple of times and his other hand rested on the cat's head… and that’s when he felt it. The warm sensation in his hands. He looked down and they glowed.

He watched as the wound slowly closed up on the cat and the body moved to take proper shape.

When his hands stopped glowing he picked up the cat who was meowing and purring. Hangyeom took the cat to a nearby shelter and explained what he had ‘seen’. The cat was reluctant to leave Hangeyom but he knew the cat had a family to return to.

Hangyeom immediately returned home and pulled out his journal. He wrote down the events and his thoughts and conclusions of what had happened and how. He flipped through other entries and eventually he found the pieces. They were right in front of him. As corny as it was, it was love. His love for animals. Well specifically his love for his dog and the thought of someone loving said animal.

Finally Hangyeom felt accomplished.

Over the next couple of years Hangyeom would volunteer in pounds and vet clinics and heal animals. Most of the time he was successful. Very rarely it was not successful. Hangyeom also came to the conclusion that his healing could be rejected. If it was truly an animal's time to part from the world their body would reject the healing. It destroyed Hangyeom to watch certain animals leave their families. He experienced his grief all over again on those days.

Hangyeom pulls his black hat further down to cover his face a little more and readjusts his face mask. He pulls out a set of gloves and puts them on before picking the lock on the side employee entrance.

Once the lock was picked he would technically have five minutes before the alarm was pulled. Then it would be about 15 minutes until the police arrived. But depending on where the night guards were they could take anywhere from two minutes to ten minutes. All depends on if they have their little police cart or if they are walking. But Hangyeom specifically figured out when the nightly security would be on the other side of the zoo when he enters.

Hangyeom needed to put his abilities to the true test. Earlier that day he went to the zoo with his parents. Viewing all the animals. They had just rescued a new leopard family. One of them was hurt and kept in a separate area from the others. That was when Hangyeom knew he would finally put his abilities to the test. Could he heal a large animal?

The lock pops out of the socket and Hangyeom swings open the door. He hurries inside and quickly runs down the small walk away. He knew he was lucky there was an entrance door near where the leopards were kept.

Hangyeom approached the next set of locked gates. This time it was to the leopard den. Hangyeom knows he’s risking getting mauled but he has to try. He quickly picks the lock. The lock pops off quicker than the employee entrance. Hangeyom kind of stares wide eyed.

Little terrifying, he thought. He shakes his head and slowly enters the den. He hears the ticking from the leopard, then a low rumbling growl.

Hangyeom slowly raises his hands, trying to show no harm. The leopard hisses, but does not move. Hangyeom takes a step closer. The leopard doesn’t move, doesn’t make a sound. It watches Hangyeom curiously.

Hangyeom stands there for another moment. He swallows the built up saliva and nerves in his mouth before taking another step. This time, the leopard moves a little closer. Hangyeom cracks a small smile. He can do this.

Hangyeom inches closer to the leopard. He’s almost there.

An alarm blares through the silence. It startles the leopard who lashes out at Hangyeom. The claws rip through Hangyeom’s clothes and skin. The leopard strikes a couple more times. Hangyeom stumbles back every time. He falls to the floor and the leopard lowers itself to pounce on Hangyeom.

Something grabs the back of his jacket and yanks him out of the leopard enclosure. The gate slams shut.

Despite breathing heavily, his adrenaline pumping and anxiety raising, he looks up towards the person. But it’s not security.

“Damn it, Hangyeom,” they say, crouching down to his level. The person looks over his wounds.

Hangyeom looks over himself and his eyes widen as he watches his wound slowly close up.

The person reaches for their bracelet, pulling off halo like charms. They suddenly grow into the size of bracelets. The person places one on each wrist and they begin to glow. They let their hands hover above his wounds for a moment. Then they start making a motion of sewing. As if they were pretending to sew the skin together, except the skin was slowly closing. Their hands never touched Hangyeom’s skin.

They quickly moved on to his arm, but this time just slowly swipe their hand upward and the wounds closed. Hangyeom watched in wonder and horror. There was someone else out there just like him, and they knew what they were doing.

They moved to the wound on his chest. It was healed for the most part. They just let their hand hover above the wound to help quicken the process.

The person then helped Hangyeom off the floor.

“We need to go before they find us,” they tell Hangyeom. He nods in agreement and the two quickly escape out of the zoo.

“They will bring the sniffing dogs and hunt us down,” the mysterious person tells Hangyeom. They stop running. Hangyeom watches as the person takes another charm off the bracelet, the halo bracelets disappearing from their wrists. A giant cloak appears in their hands. They throw it over themselves and take Hangyeom’s hand.

“Do not make a sound. We will continue on,” they explain, “but if we need to stop we need to not make a sound. Understood?” Hangyeom nods his head.

Although they can’t see it, Hangyeom and his savior disappear from sight. They continue to move. Their steps are ever so careful. Their speed slows by a lot which causes the police and their sniffing dogs to catch up.

“Stop,” the savior tells Hangyeom. The two of them freeze. Despite Hangyeom not understanding they were invisible, they thought they were caught the moment the lights hit them.

“I don’t understand. They’re acting as if they are right here,” one officer says, holding a leash to one of the dogs.

“Their trail can’t just stop here. It’s the middle of nowhere,” the other officer accompanying the first retorts.

“Well how else do we explain that the trail drops off?” the officer asks, “they were aliens and beamed up to their ship? That’s ridiculous. The security footage showed two people.”

“Two masked people. They had most of their body covered,” the officer tells them, “let’s head back. Maybe they picked up a different scent and followed it here.” The first officer grumbled but obeyed. They leave, pulling the dogs who had not stopped sniffing their feet.

“Okay, we can move again.” The officers and dogs are out of sight. The two took off running this time.

The two stop running. They find themselves not too far from Hangyeom’s home but in an area full of warehouses. The mysterious person takes off the cloak and it disappears, returning to the bracelet.

“Who are you? How did they not see us? Is that bracelet magic?” Hangyeom asks, out of breath. Instead of answering, the person takes off their hooded jacket, baseball cap, and mask. Hangyeom’s eyes widen. He suddenly feels enchanted to be in their presence.

“I’m Poaegi,” they answer, “we were invisible, and yes this bracelet is magic. But magic isn’t the right word for it.”

The two stand in silence for a moment, Poaegi reaches for something in their jacket.

“Here,” Poaegi hands Hangyeom a letter, “now go home and get some rest. Don’t do any more foolish things, please. I do have things to do as well.” Poaegi winks at Hangyeom before walking away. They disappear into the shadows. Hangyeom looks down at the letter.

Healing Ethereal : Hangyeom

Back at his home, well past midnight. It was fairly easy to sneak back into the house. Cholong sleeps happily in his bed and his tail wags excitedly as Hangyeom quietly enters the house. He trails behind Hangyeom as he walks to his room. Cholong finds a comfy area on Hangyeom’s bed before falling asleep once more.

Hangyeom discards his shredded clothes for some sweats and a, hopefully, clean shirt he found on the back of his desk chair. He examines his arm and bare chest in the mirror. No scars, no blood, no wounds. Hangyeom didn’t know he could also heal humans. He only ever tried his abilities on animals.

He sits at his desk and opens the letter Poaegi handed him.

Song Hangyeom

Your healing abilities have come a little slower than I thought they would. But I am happy you have slowly begun the process of figuring things out. It saves time on my end having to find the exact trigger in you to use your abilities.

I need you, Hangyeom. There is something awakening. I still am unaware exactly what it is. I’ve heard only parts of stories. The best I can explain is that it’s a monster, and its goal is to hunt us down in order to destroy all living life. I have been recruiting the other Ethereals, you are one of the last members I have yet to find.

What is an Ethereal? Good question. There are 12 of us. Each with an ability. Water, Fire, Earth, Air, Electricity, Light, Dark, Mind, Life, Healing, Death, and Protect. We were created by the universe to protect those who can’t within means.

There is a library where I and the other Ethereals are living. If you heart desires to join, this letter will turn into a map by tomorrow morning. You are a key role to our team Song Hangyeom.

Poaegi

Hangyeom looks up at the wall in front of him, lowering the letter. He takes a deep breath. There was purpose to his ability. He could learn more. There was clearly more to learn after watching Poaegi tonight.

Hangyeom looks back at the letter, and the words were gone. Instead it was a map. He’s far from where he needs to be. But that’s okay. His journey starts tomorrow. He will help Poaegi.

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