《Never Say Never (Taekook)》Chapter 2
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It was 500 years ago when Jungkook was sitting with his siblings and parents eating dinner. The siblings were very close to each other to a point that if one is bullied they will go and beat the bully together.
It was in that night that everything changed for Jungkookand his siblings life. One of their elder brother arrived at home with blood coming out of his mouth with an arrow on his stomach and at his back.
The whole family turned and looked at him. They couldn't believe their eyes. The father quickly rushed to his eldest son and held him in his arm during his final breathes. "Chae young, please do something. Save our baby", Mr Jeon cried out to his wife to save their eldest son. Mrs Jeon was a witch, a well known witch who used her powers to help the community. What people didn't know was that she was immortal, only her husband knew.
It was in that moment that Mrs Jeon snapped out of her thoughts and moved closer to her elder son. He was bleeding too much and she knew that even with her remedies and powers, she will not be able to save him. She immediately ran to her bedroom to get the immortal portion that she made for the family. She came back, kneeled down and made her eldest son to drink some of the portion. It didn't take long until the eldest son released his last breath.
The whole family broke down due to the scene that was in front of their eyes. As they were busy crying, they heard noises outside, people chanting "Kill the witch, kill the witch". It was in that moment that Chae young knew that his family was not safe. "Jungkook, Jimin and Mark take this and drink it right now", the mother said. "Don't make me repeat myself dammit", she yelled snapping the siblings out of their daze and immediately drinking what their mother told them to.
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"Honey, you need to drink it too", Mrs Jeon told her husband but her husband held her hand. "No, I'm not leaving you",he said as he engulfed his wife into his arms. "Honey, please", Mrs Jeon said but Mr Jeon was not having it. "If they can't have me, then atleast you can guide them please", She was now crying. Her husband immediately understood what she meant and he finally nodded and took the portion to make them immortal.
Mrs Jeon hugged his children and husband and told them to leave before they find them. She knew they will hunt them down until they found her. It was not just normal people that hated her, but werewolves because they did not possess the gifts of healing other people that were not their mates. Her husband and kids carried the eldest and left the premise through underground door.
Not long after they have left, the community that was mostly dominated by werewolves budged into her house and they started beating her. They dragged her outside the house and poured flammable liquid and burned her alive. She was in so much pain, screaming and asking for help but no one paid attention. The community was chanting "die die die". Her family watched from far with sadness in their eyes. It was in that same day vampires were born and hatred between werewolves and vampires started.
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