Jungkook PoV

There's nothing but a long hallway stretched out before me, like a tunnel with one dreary light hanging at the very end.

There's a series of doors along the left. She could be in any one of these rooms, and I'm way to impatient to play a guessing game.

Taking my gun I fire two warning shots into the ceiling, and a man instantly hurries out from one of the rooms. He looks at me in shock. Weird. I don't recognise this one.

"My god how you've grown" he smiles before wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeve. Tears? I don't understand.

"Where is she?" I ask.

"I can't believe I'm actually looking at you right now." He begins to walk towards me, avoiding the question. "So handsome. So tall." he chuckles. "You're remarkable. I never could have imagined you to look like this. You were once so tiny. Your little hand couldn't even fit around my finger."

My body trembles slightly as I hold the gun up to him. "Stop spurting out random crap and answer my question!"

"My boy." He breathes out a little scared. "Y-you don't wanna shoot me. Trust me. I'm your last chance for family."

APoV

Titling his head the man waits for Jungkook to figure it out. His eyes twinkling with tears after finally being reunited with a boy he'd missed for over 20 years. A boy whose baby picture he kept in his wallet and talked to, the boy he obsessed over.

Like the flip of switch Jungkooks face goes from angry to stunned. "N-no."

"My boy" the man stretches out his arms for a hug, but Jungkook remains perfectly still. This wasn't the big tv like reunion he'd hoped for, but just to be in his sons presence was surreal, to see him standing in the flesh made his body tingle with warmth.

Just as he went to take a step forward, Jungkook does it first.

"You're nothing to me." He spits. "Learning that you're my father doesn't ignite any feelings for me. I never missed you, or wanted to meet you—."

"I'm going to save you Jungkook" the director clasps hold of the boys hands, tugging him close. "Let me show you, just a moment of your time is all I need and you'll see how much I'm trying to make up for my absence—."

"I don't want your help!" As Jungkook attempts to fight, his father cups his hold of his face tightly.

"Son with my help you'll be able to live your life without having to question what you did the night before. You'll be aware of all your actions, you'll be one whole person just like everyone else. You won't feel guilty anymore, you won't feel fear and you'll never worry."

"I'm going to eliminate your other personalities. Soon you'll just be one confident and intelligent individual. You'll have the chance to be normal."

"Come" he nods before stepping towards one of the doors. With hesitation Jungkook follows, now in a room with monitor screens all over the wall.

Every screen showing an view of Y/n...

Jungkook looks up at one screen in particular. One where the camera was directed on her figure, himself able to see how she'd been bound by rope and forced to stand. She didn't look to be conscious anymore either.

Exhaling a breath Jungkook looks down at the floor. "You drugged her?"

"Yes." The director hurries to grab some random papers from the draw. "The drug has been in the works for over a year and is finally ready to be tested. Y/n is your age and exact blood type, she's the perfect candidate for testing." He shows Jungkook the papers but none of them interest him.

All he can think about is the chance to be normal.

"How long until the drug can be used on me?"

"We could start as early as tomorrow morning. That being if the girl survives the night."

At his fathers words Jungkook furrows his brows.

"We've prepared an antidote. I wasn't fussed about it but Doctor Kim insisted on it before we went any further. However there's no way to be sure it will work but that's not important. What's important is you having the chance to be fixed—."

Rage erupts inside of Jungkook, and before he gives it a second thought he smacks his fathers head against the doorframe, not just once, or twice, but three times until his body falls to the floor unconscious.

"You sick bastard" the boy tuts before stepping over the man and heading out into the hallway. He tries every door, disappointed when none of them would open.

"Come on nuisance where are you?"

"Jungkook??" Jin almost chokes on that name.

Turning his head Jungkook spots the male at the end of the hallway, his body halfway through the open the door to where Y/n was being held. He looks stunned. Never would he have predicted the boy would try and find her.

Fear suddenly kicks in when Jin sees the directors blood spattered head poking out from the door frame.

"Relax he's breathing" Jungkook comments.

"W-what did you do to him?"

"Nothing he didn't deserve. Now where is she?"

Gulping the nervous lump in his throat, Jin can't help but notice the gun tucked in the waistband of Jungkooks pants. He's bare foot, dressed in what looks to be a new sweatshirt and pants.

"I-in here"

When Jungkook enters the room his feet come to a sudden holt; eyes now fixed on Y/N's unconscious figure hanging by rope.

"Call her an ambulance."

"I can't the director took my phone."

"Well then where's the antidote??"

Whilst Jin hurries to prepare the needle, Jungkook attends to untying Y/N's wrists. Her lifeless form collapses into his hold, and he carries her bridle style before gently placing her on the floor.

Jungkook PoV

"There's a phone in my office. Here." Jin hands me the needle. "All it takes is one stab to the centre of her chest, and then slowly push the syringe down until the antidote is gone. I'm gonna call an ambulance, her pulse is weak but she should wake quickly."

You'd think it's strange that the doctor isn't the one to do this. But there are over a dozen security guards that want me back in that cell up there, and quite frankly I doubt they'd let me stop to call an ambulance. I have to do this myself.

When Jin leaves I rip open the top part of Y/N's sweater, exposing her chest. "Alright you, let's get you back to being a pain in the ass" I say, a smirk curving onto my lips just before I stab the needle into her chest, doing exactly what Jin said and slowly pushing the liquid through the syringe.

It's all in. And yet she hasn't woken...

"Crap Jungkook" Jin steps backwards into the room, now faced with a mob of security guards. "Jungkook you gotta get up and do as they say."

I shake my head and continue to stare down at Y/n.

"Why isn't she awake yet?"

"Jungkook—."

"WHY HASN'T IT WORKED!?" I snap.

Guards fill the room, all of them pointing their guns as they around me. One of them screams for me to put my hands behind my head, but I can't move, my body is going into complete shock. She can't be dead. She isn't dead. There's no way she can be dead.

Suddenly I'm scooped up by two guards and dragged away from her. "W-why isn't she moving Jin?" I ask, watching as the male attends to Y/n on the floor. He said it wouldn't take long but she's still laying there.

"You need to call her an ambula—."

"And you need to shut up" a guard laughs before strapping a mouth muzzle over my face, dragging me out of the room until I couldn't see Y/n anymore.

APoV

Kneeling down before Y/N's unconscious figure Jin checks for a pulse, disappointed to feel nothing.

He stares at her for a while before noticing the tear in her sweater from Jungkook. It brought him hope knowing the boy tried to save her, it meant he cared, that he'd unlocked that part of his emotions.

It was just a shame that girl responsible, was now lay cold on the floor.

"He'll be okay." Jin gently caresses the girls cheek. "I'll make sure to protect him. I'll do as we discussed, I'll save him."

"I'm so sorry Y/n."