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The Final Warning pt.6

Bangtan & reader (only bangtan pov)

Gender: Horror, a bit of supernatural (feels like quite a lot finally), kind of Until Dawn AU

Warning: swearing, mention of blood and death (and smoking)

Summary: What was they supposed to do when they accidentally killed there childhood friend ? They were terrified and panicked but maybe they didn’t took the good decision… Now there trapped in their worst nightmare…

Lenght: 3k (sorry it’s so short...)

A/N: Hi guys ~ I’m so sooo sorry for this looong wait, my studies took all my free time and it was very hard to do all at the same time, but don’t worry, I don’t stop wrighting, even if it’s taking quite a long time, I’m not stopping this fanfic, I love it to much to do so ! I will take quite a longer time to post and be far less active (I know I already wasn’t very active but well) but it’s for a greater good ! Because I have a very very big project for you guys and I would be so so soooo happy if I mannage to do it ! It will be so big ! But it will take probably a very long time, like few years before I can be able to start the final project, and I will need you in the futur guys ~ Hope there’s some boys among you ;) But I’ll talk about it later when it will more concrete ! Hope you like this chapter full of drama, take care to keep your tissues at hand ! Enjoy ! ♥♥

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pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

Seokjin pov

Where could this message come from ? It was literally impossible, so how ? I read the sentence at least ten times, just to process the fact that someone used Y/n's phone and succeed to send me a message. Too eerie for my liking. And... what does that mean ? Bad kids should be punished... I have a bad feeling. Is it possible that someone know about what we did ? That someone wants to revange her ? We did pretty bad things to her. But who would do that ? Could it be...

I was thinking hardly but something dragged me out of my thought. A scream. I jump on my feet, alarmed. It came from upstairs and it was clearly Jimin. I started to walk toward the stairs and see on my way Jungkook coming out of the sanctuary and Namjoon and Yoongi... coming in the house ? I stopped in my track, eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed.

"Where the hell do you come from ?" I said to them in disbelief.

Yoongi gave me a glare, already on the stairs. "I don't think this is important right now." He said before continuing his way up.

"Close this fucking door Namjoon." I snapped at him before he could follow Yoongi. I look back and saw Jungkook coming toward us. "Jungkook watch over Hoseok." No one alone and the boy don't seem to want to move. Jungkook, otherwise, seemed pretty disappointed but I didn't pay much attention to him as I run up the stairs.

I walked toward Tae's and Jimin's rooms where I assumed they were and stopped for a second when I saw Jimin on the ground and Yoongi facing Taehyung's room. I rushed to Jimin's side and grabbed his shoulders.

"Jimin are you ok ? What happenned ?" I asked him. He seemed totally horrified.

He slowly raised his arm, shaking so harshly I thought he would passed out. He pointed at the door and I turned my head to that direction. I felt my stomach violently twist at the sight in front of me and I had to hold back the sickness before spewing my guts. I immediately hugged Jimin, hiding his head on my chest to block his vision. I couldn't let him see that longer. I felt his hands grabbing the back of my shirt as he started to cry loudly. I slowly rubbed his grey hair to comfort him a bit, even if I perfectly knew it wouldn't be very useful.

Yoongi was standing in front of the door, his back facing me but I could guess his expression according to his balled fists. I also noticed Namjoon beside me, his hands covering his mouth and his back lying on the wall to help his shaky legs to support his body.

"What's happening ?" I heard a very familiar voice said. I turned my head and saw Jungkook coming to us, Hoseok following him.

I wanted to stand up and drag him out of this before he could see anything but Jimin was holding me tightly and I knew he needed me so I just staied here, still hugging him. I opened my mouth to talk but Namjoon was faster and he just walked toward them.

"Hey Jungkookie, let's go downstairs ok ? There's nothing here, let's go watch movies until morning !" He didn't seem convincing at all but well... I couldn't blame him for trying.

"What ? Then why did Jimin screamed ? What's happening ?" Jungkook asked, eyebrows knocked together and looking at all of us. "What's happening inside ?" He causiouly said, passing past Namjoon to look into the room.

"Jungkook I told you to keep an eye on Hoseok." I tryed before he reach the door but he barely stopped to answer me.

"And he's right here." He said, pointing at Hoseok who staied beside Namjoon.

"Jeon Jungkook !" I raised my voice, making him stop.

I stared at him harshly, hoping that he would understand, but it was too late, he was already by the door. He broke the eye contact and turned his head to see. I closed my eyes and sighed, not feeling the strength to bear his reaction. I tighten my grip on Jimin when I heard Jungkook gasp loudly, his hard breathing filling the corridor.

"What the... Who's that ?" He turned to me, face completly distorted by a mixture of feeling I couldn't describe. "Hyung, who is it ?"

I just stared at him without saying anything. I actually had an idea but utter this was way to much for me. Yoongi then catched our attention by walking into the room, ignoring all the water and the mud all over the ground. He walked slowly toward the silouette, taking causious steps. My heart was beating like crazy, as if I was the one who was walking in the room. But then, something hit me. I didn't notice it because I did my best to avoid looking at it, but now that I was looking a bit more, I felt an odd sensation of deja-vu. I already saw that. In the forest. The deer. The first deer we saw. The deer I saw with Bogun and Taehyung, impaled on the tree. It was the same method but with some changes. It wasn't a branch here and there was this mask. But they were hang up exactly in the same way. But this time, here in front of us, wasn't a dead deer. It was a human body. Their face was hidden under a doll face mask but I already knew what to expect and it was so horrible.

Yoongi stopped in front of the body, they were hanging at least at a foot from the ground, I don't know where he found the strengh to approch this. But he hesitated. How couldn't he ? He was anxious. We all were because we all wanted to believe that our thoughts were wrong. Everyone was at the door now to look at Yoongi. Even Jimin picked out to see. He was still holding my shirt, each minute tighter. Yoongi slowly raised his hand to reach the mask, so slowly that it felt like hours. And when he grabbed it, his hand clearly shaking, he waited a moment, taking a deep breath before pulling out. And then everything fell apart.

Yoongi let the mask fall to the ground. I heard the heartbreaking cry of Jimin and Jungkook who fell on his knees. The loud sob of Namjoon and Hoseok's hard breathing. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks as I hugged Jimin so tight, as if he would vanish. Everything seemed to be in slow motion.

We all knew it but we all wished it wasn't that. Unfortunatly, it was. His blonde hair and Gucci clothes didn't fool anyone. His eyes were still open but he seemed oddly peacful, nothing compared to his expressions this past hours. He didn't seem afraid or expressionless.

I closed my eyes, unable to look at him longer. I couldn't. It was too hard. How could this happened here ? Who the hell did this ? Why him ? He did nothing wrong. He was the most innocent upon us all. But someone killed him with cold blood.

"Namjoon." I finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity, my face still engulfed in Jimin's hair. "Let's go downstairs."

He didn't said a word nor even moved an inch, but I knew he would listen.

"Come on Jim." I slowly put him on his feet before helping Jungkook. "Let's go." I told them and they all moved slowly toward the stairs.

"Seokjin." Yoongi called me and I stopped, letting the other continue. "It's exactly like it, right."

"Yes." I simply answered, knowing that he wouldn't have seen me if I had just nodded since his back was still turned to me.

"Why...?" He asked, voice shaky, but I stayed silent.

"Let's go." I finally said, breaking the silence.

"No." He turned to me and I could saw his red and swollen eyes, his wet cheeks and his trembling lips. I never saw him like that, ever and it hurted me even more. "I'm not letting him like this." He said, turning back to him.

"He's dead, Yoongi." I tryed to reason with him.

He froze. We didn't moved an inch for quite a while, a heavy silence filling the room. I said it without thinking and just utter those three words made my heart shattered into tiny pieces. He is dead. We will never see him again. He's gone and nothing will bring him back. I run a hand through my hair, trying to hold my tears from falling.

"Let's go..." I said in a weak voice, but he didn't listen. Instead, he moved toward him and took the long metallic bar that was keeping him on the wall. My eyes widen at that. "What-"

"Help me or leave." He coldly spoke. "I'm not leaving him like this."

I pursed my lips when I understood what he wanted to do. I slowly approached him, genuinly avoiding the blood on the floor unlike Yoongi who was standing straight in it. But I suddenly bumpted into something. I lower my head and saw a doll laying on the ground. A very familiar doll. I crouched down to pick it up under Yoongi's glare. I met his eyes with a questionnable look. What did this doll do hear ? I didn't see it in ages. I actually though Y/n's mother trough it in the trashes. I didn't remembre seeing it here before. I stared at him and back at the doll. There was something pinned on it's chest. A piece of paper where was written something. Something that I already heard somewhere.

It's not a game for girls.

I lift my head to Yoongi and show him the doll. He took it and read the paper. He stared at me with a frown on his face.

"What do you think it is ?" I dared to ask.

"I don't know." He sighed heavily, putting the doll down on the bedside table. "Let's do this quickly." He said, pointed at the metallic bar. "Be ready to catch him." He grabbed it with both hands and started to pull as hard as he could.

I closed my eyes, unable to see the blood still escaping from he's chest as Yoongi slowly managed to pull out the bar. I heard Yoongi curse under his breath. I openned an eye to see what bothered him and he actually struggled very hardly with the bar.

"Help me." He sighed out and I execute without an hesitation, grabbing the thing and pulling with all my strengh.

I felt the hot liquid running on my hands. It made me felt sick. I let out a sob as we were pulling, and after a long struggle, we finally pulled it out. I quickly grabbed him before he could fall, but I collapsed on the ground under his weight. I kept him in my arms, hugging him tightly as I let my sobs filled the room. He was so cold. I wanted to warm him up, I wanted to feel his heat, to hear his heartbeats. But there was none of it anymore. He was gone.

"Seokjin..." I heard Yoongi's broken voice. "Let's lay him down on the bed."

I looked up to meet his sad eyes and I nodded. I took him in my arms and lay him down on the bed. I kneeled beside him and took his cold hand. It wasn't true. It couldn't be possible. He couldn't leave us like this. He couldn't let us behind. He didn't deserve such fate.

"Who did that to you.." Yoongi whispered, strocking gently his light hair.

I could feel how angry he was behind all this tears and saddness. He was mad, even if his gestures were soft and his expression sad, I knew he was boiling. He slowly caressed his face, closing his eyes for him to enjoy his last sleep. At least he wouldn't be scared anymore. He didn't had to suffer more. I squeezed his hand as Yoongi get up of the bed and took a sheet from the dressing. We both stood solemenly beside him, straight on our feet and head low.

"I'm sorry..." Yoongi started and I stayed silent, crying lowly. "We weren't able to protect you, and because of us... You're not here anymore." He posed, breathing deeply to avoid his voice from shaking. "I wish you were still here. You were always so cheerful, so lively. You were the most innocent and honest person I've ever met, it wouldn't have been the same without you. You were a true friend and you didn't diserve that..." He posed again, but this time, anger was clear in his voice. "I promise you. I promise we will find the one who dared, we will find the one who did that to you and I will kill them myself. I'll make them suffer. I'll make them regret what they've done. I'm gonna avange you so you would rest in peace. I'll miss you dude..." I let out a loud sob as Yoongi slowly cover him with the sheet, stopping just before covering his head. "Goodbye Taehyung, may you find peace." And with endless tears on both of our faces, he covered Taehyung's face.

Jungkook pov

No way. It couldn't be true. It wasn't possible. It was a nightmare, a terrible nightmare. Yes, it's just my brain, I'm gonna wake up soon. This can't be real. It can't be. How could it be possible, it can't happened, not to him. I felt like a million knifs were stabbing my heart, it was so unbearable. My tears were flowing down my cheeks and I could do nothing to stop them. It was like my brain was elswhere and in a blin of an eye, I was sitting on the couch, eyes lost in the darkness of the fireplace.

"It's my fault... It's my fault... It's all my fault..." Jimin's whines filled the room, repeating it continiously like some kind of sinister mantra.

We were all so shocked that not even Namjoon had the strength to utter a word. It was like a nightmare, one we couldn't escape from. I wish Taehyung would come down with his childish laugh and his boxy smile, telling us that everything was just a nasty joke of his. I wish it was just that, but it wasn't, and I knew it the second Seokjin and Yoongi came down the stairs.

They were silent as well, face pale and a dramatic expression set on their faces. My tears fell harder when I saw them because I knew everything was really. We would never see Taehyung ever again. I wanted to scream, let out all my frustration, tear my heart out of my chest to not feel pain anymore. I buried my head between my legs and wrapped my arms around them. I felt like I was going to die. It was so hard to bear. Then I felt a hand on my back, a warm touch, reassuring and familiar. I lifted my head, a glimmer of hope in my eyes, but as I should know, it was just Yoongi, looking at me sadly with his red and puffy eyes. There was no miracle, there would be none. I started to cry again, letting my head fall on his chest and feeling his arms around me made me feel safe.

"It's ok Jimin, it's not your fault. It's no one's fault." I heard Seokjin talking.

"It is. It's because of me. He died because of me. I let him alone." Jimin cried even harder.

His voice broke my heart even more. I couldn't dare imagine how Jimin would feel right now.

"It's not and you know it." Jin tried to convince him but it didn't seem to work according to Jimins state. He wouldn't stop repeating it was his fault, no matter what Seokjin told him.

"Wait." Namjoon suddenly spoke, catching everyones attention. "Stop me if I'm wrong but… if… this happened in the house… Doesn't that mean the killer is still inside ?"

A sudden silence filled the room, even Jimin stopped talking and was staring at Namjoon with terrified eyes. I could notice Jin's deadly glare on Namjoon. No one dared to take a single breath. Then Seokjin brutally stood up.

"I'm going to the basement. This is not gonna happen. This asshole will pay for what they did. I'm not letting anyone else die in this damn house." He angrily said and walked toward the door just under the stairs.

"Seokjin wait !" Yoongi quickly stood up to stop him. "No more split up. What if the killer catch you ? No one alone."

"Yoongi's right Jin, it's too dangerous. They could be anywhere." Namjoon said.

Seokjin stared at both of them with a hard look. "Ok, I go downstairs, I take my father's weapons and I come back is it ok for you ?" He said, clearly annoyed.

"Not alone." Yoongi answered even more hardly. "I'm coming with you, Namjoon, watch them."

Namjoon nodded without an hesitation and Seokjin and Yoongi turned around. But before they enter the basement, Seokjin turned back, pointing at the door. "Take Bogun's shotgun. Just in case." And then he disappeared in the darkness of the room.

Namjoon looked at the gun and quickly took it before coming back at us. He stood before us, straight and tall, looking all around and ready to shoot at any moment. The atmosphere felt heavy again, but seeing Namjoon like that gave me some courage and made me want to be part of this battle. I stood up, firm and strong, and I went in the Sanctuary, ignoring Namjoon's protests and quickly came out of the room, an aluminium baseball bat in hands. I grasped it firmly, standing with all the courage I had in me and with the most assuring voice I could take.

"We're not gonna die tonight. This guys gonna pay for what he did. Were going to show him what it's like to defy us."

Namjoon pov

They were here. The murderer were here, in this house. And now, Yoongi and Seokjin was gone. Not far, but yet, still not here. I stared at Jungkook, he looked so determined. Well, after what happened, I could understand him. I still can't believe it was real. Taehyung… How could this happen to him, him above all of us. I stared at the gun in my hands and my anger grew up every second that passed by. If they dare show himself in front of us, I would not hesitate. I would kill them for what they did, I would make them suffer, I would-

"Ok, we took everything we could." Seokjin's voice suddenly raised, making me jump.

I pointed my gun in the direction, but fortunately, I stopped myself from shouting. Jin raised his hands in a defensive manners and continue to walk toward us. He put the bag he carried on the floor, revealing some arms, mostly used for hunting.

"Didn't expect to see that in a nature reserve." I said while examining the content of the bag. Didn't thought at all Seokjin's mother would allowed that.

"This room is always locked, my mom dont know it's to hide my father's arms. She think it's some kind of randoné stuff and since she hates that, it's pretty safe."

"And how did you get in if it's always locked ?" I was quite curious about this, all this time we lived with an arsenal and we didn't know it.

"Got my tricks." He said with a wink. "Ok so we got two shotguns, three guns and some flare guns. It should be enough."

"Well not at all, we're in cruel lack of ammunitions." Yoongi said while showing two boxes of shotgun munitions and a single gun ammunition loader.

"Well... We can still defend ourselves with that, couldn't we ?" Jungkook spoke shyly. "I mean, We're not forced to be all armed since we're supposed to stay together."

'Yeah, but we have to defend ourselves, if someone get separate, he must be able to fight back." Yoongi said back.

"There's everything we need in Boguns cabin." Seokjin muttered. "We need to go to Bogun's cabin, there're enough arms and munitions to support any raid."

"I'm going." Yoongi proposed.

"We said no one alone, dont you remember ?" I spat, maybe a bit to harshly but it didnt seem to affect him. "We're all going."

"With those two over there ? Do you really think they"re able to walk in the forest and fight back if there's any danger ?"

"Yoongi's right." I glared at Seokjin who followed Yoongis opinion, even if he was the one who proposed to stay together.

"Ok, but you're not going alone."

"I'm going with him." Jungkook cut me off before I could propose myself. "It's better if you two stay with Jimin and Hoseok."

We all stared at Jungkook who seemed clearly afraid under his I-want-to-be-strong face. Then Yoongi nodded and pat his shoulder.

"Then let's go, we have to hurry."

"Take care, don't do anything stupid and if you found Bogun… Please bring him back, we need him more than ever."

Yoongi nodded and took a shotgun and a box of munition. Jungkook took a tighter grasp on his baseball bat and they both crossed the front door, disappearing in the dark.

Seokjin finally closed the door when the two of them were out of sight and turned back to go in the living room, but he suddenly stopped, face livid. I looked at him then where he was staring, ready to react if the killer was here but there was no one. Literally no one.

"Where are they…?"

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