Flights 24/?
Title: Flights 24/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them from being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 24: Flights of Revival
“I’m going,” Yoochun said immediately.
Changmin opened his mouth to protest and then shut it and nodded. “Who else?” he asked, looking over the gathered doms.
Heechul made a face that had Yoochun smiling.
“I’ll go,” Kyuhyun said, and TOP quickly echoed him.
Eunhyuk said he would go to, and Donghae grabbed his arm in worry. Eunhyuk smiled and pressed their foreheads together for a mental exchange.
Please be careful, Jaejoong said, lying his head on Yoochun’s shoulder.
I will. We are only going for observation.
When does anything turn out the way it is supposed to?
Yoochun smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Here, Princess,” Changmin said to Heechul. He handed him a stack of papers. “That is a list of all the weapons that I have here and where they are stored. Have the underlings bring them to the main room. I have a feeling I am going to need all of them.”
Again, Heechul looked like he was going to protest.
“You don’t have to do anything but be in charge,” Changmin said. “Tell people what to do.”
Heechul flicked his hair. “People just naturally do what I want them to do.”
Changmin snorted and then turned to a cabinet. He pulled out what looked like simple vests. “Put these on,” he said and handed one to TOP and then Kyuhyun. Eunhyuk took one too and almost dropped it.
“What is this thing?” he asked.
“It’s Kevlar,” Changmin replied, handing Yoochun one. “Bulletproof vest. If you get shot, it’ll probably knock you off your flight pattern. But you won’t die.”
“Unless they shoot your head,” Heechul muttered.
The vest was heavy and had straps all up and down the front and back. The five of them put them on, shifting their wings until the back settled just below their wing joints. Yoochun shrugged his shoulders, trying to get the vest to lie comfortably. He spread his wings. He’d be able to fly just fine, but the straps were going to chafe on his shoulders.
“We’re less than an hour from the closets tree house,” Changmin said. “We’ll go there, and then point to point, making sure there aren’t motion sensors or hidden traps. A few hours of observations, and then we’ll be back.”
Junsu moved next to Changmin and frowned up at him. Changmin smiled and touched that pout with his fingers.
“If you die, I’m going to be disappointed,” Junsu said. His eyes shut as Changmin trailed his fingers over his cheeks and down his neck.
With a firm grip, Changmin pulled him forward and up for a kiss. Junsu gripped the Kevlar vest and whimpered once before Changmin ended the kiss.
“I hate disappointing you, love,” Changmin whispered. “Don’t worry so much. We’ll be fine.”
Junsu pouted again and then nodded. “I k-know, I …”
Their foreheads pressed together and Junsu’s eyes shut with a sigh.
Jaejoong wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s waist and held him tightly. Promise, I … I don’t want you to go, but I understand why you feel like you have to.
I do have to.
No, you don’t, but-- Jaejoong sighed as Yoochun caressed his cheek. He lifted his face and Yoochun pressed a kiss to his lips.
We’ll be all right, Yoochun whispered.
Jaejoong cut off a whimper and hugged him tightly. Yoochun put his arms around his shoulders, finger playing with his wings. The other couples hugged as well. It didn’t feel dangerous, it didn’t feel like anything would go wrong, but that was always when something did. He met Changmin’s eyes and nodded.
“Okay,” Changmin said, leaving one more kiss on Junsu’s cheek. “Let’s go.”
Junsu came to Jaejoong and Yoochun whispered more mental reassurances to him as Junsu tried to pry him away.
I will keep in direct contact with you, my mate, Yoochun said.
Jaejoong nodded, their lips met one more time, and then Junsu led him away, arms around each others’ waists.
God, it’s like he wants me to discipline him, Changmin muttered.
Yoochun smirked. Caught on, have you?
Changmin punched him, and Yoochun tried not to laugh. “You’re such a hatchling,” Changmin muttered. “Let’s go.”
The others said goodbye to their mates and Changmin led the way through the tunnels and out the cave. The entrance dropped off sharply, a perfect spot to defend against a ground assault, but not from copters. Changmin ran toward the edge, his black wings snapped open and he jumped, falling only a bit before catching a natural draft and lifting off into the sky. Yoochun smiled as he followed him. This would be a perfect spot to teach Jaejoong how to take off.
They flew together, with Yoochun and Changmin leading and the other three behind. In addition to his Kevlar vest, Changmin also had a human headset and a receiver. There was also a gun lying across his back, between his wings. Yoochun hoped he never had to use one again. Yet something told him he was going to.
With mental directions, Changmin led them to the closest tree house. They hovered above the trees while Changmin used a hand held device to run a scan for sensors or people or Avixiary. He declared it all clear, and they landed on the balcony.
Stay here, keep watch. Kyu, go to hunting vision, see if you can spot any humans. Changmin went into the small house. He was only there long enough to search the single room, kitchen and wardrobe. Nothing is gone, he reported. It looks like whoever stayed here left thinking he was coming back.
Pegged, maybe. TOP said.
Changmin nodded. Let’s get closer before we attempt to communicate with them. There is so much technology at the compound that it may ruin our reception.
You’re such a geek, Yoochun said fondly.
Changmin snorted, but he was still smiling.
They took off again and passed more empty tree houses. A few minutes later, all five of them could hear helicopters in the sky. They stayed in the trees, flying swiftly and silently. Based on the maps, Changmin chose a tree house that was not right at the edge, but close enough for Yoochun to feel nervous. The helicopters were a constant buzz around them.
Just like the first one, none of the Avixiary’s possessions were gone.
Changmin triple checked to make sure there were no humans around and then, broadcasting as far as he could (and Changmin was powerful, so it was a long way) he said, Avixiary in the Daewoo compound, this is Changmin of the Shim Avixiary Clan, year 1993-
A clamor of voices cried out in surprise and Changmin shut them up with a command.
I need a status on your numbers, abilities, human count, with a separate count of feeders.
For what purpose? a voice demanded.
Revolution, Changmin said simply. Isn’t that what the uprising is for?
A picture filled their minds of the Avixiary shackled and chained to the walls.
How strong are the chains? Eunhyuk asked.
Stronger than the last set.
Are they electronic? Changmin asked.
Yes. A vision of the cuffs appeared. There was no apparent seem, but a green screen glowed.
Changmin laughed. Perfectly predictable humans. I have been listening to the humans. They are building cages with their new canceling metals. The first set of twenty will be ready in three nights. Wouldn’t it be great to be free before then?
Must you be so sarcastic? Yoochun sent to him privately.
Changmin flashed him a smile. Can you look around? Give me some pictures of what we’re up against besides the cuffs?
A panoramic sweep of the compound filled their minds. The details weren’t too sharp for this overview. Just like the compound Yoochun left, the walls were covered in barbed wire (though it looked about twenty feet higher than normal). There were four guard posts at each corner, and then three makeshift ones between those, a total of sixteen guard posts. There were two guards at each post.
How many helicopters in the sky? TOP asked.
Usually four, sometimes five. They are also clearing the trees here.
Probably to make room for the cages. Have the feeders been hurt?
Not that we know of, but we haven’t seen any feeders for about five nights now.
Changmin frowned. Legally, they can’t starve you, is everyone okay?
Yes. We can still reach each other, more or less, so we share blood when needed, but during the last resistance, we ate pretty well.
Changmin laughed in their heads. Good. We ate pretty well about three nights ago too. I need that head count, a full one, or the best you can do. And try not to die, okay? We have twenty-six free Avixiary with us. Take a break for the night and save your energy and blood. If the humans feel like you’re resting up for another resistance, it will be easier to beat them.
Won’t that only make them more prepared?
No. Humans are flighty and panicky. We have the benefit of years of patience. The more adrenaline-filled a human is the more prone to mistakes they will be. We will be back tomorrow night. The night after that, we will rebel.
I hope you know what you’re doing.
I always know what I’m doing. Changmin cut the connection and smiled at the four of them. Let’s go back and start preparing.
They took off again, flying back the way they came. The sound of the helicopters faded behind them. Yoochun took a deep breath and tried to relax. All he wanted to do was curl up with his mate and try to forget about the world for a little while, but he doubted he would have time for that.
You’re awfully transparent Changmin said to him.
Yoochun smiled and didn’t reply.
They arrived back at the cave system a short time later. It had felt longer, flying to the compound.
“Oh my god, Yoochun, come and see Junho’s wings!” Jaejoong said as soon as he landed. Jaejoong tugged on his arm, trying to pull him down the passage way.
Yoochun chuckled. “Hang on, let me get this vest off.”
“Yunho is being a possessive bitch,” Jaejoong said as he helped Yoochun with the vest, “and Junho is still sleeping, but oh my god, Yoochun, they are so pretty!”
Jaejoong dragged him down the passage way. Yoochun and Changmin exchanged an amused grin. Changmin wrapped Junsu up in his arms and ignored everyone else, taking Junsu down a different tunnel.
“Well, fuck him,” Heechul said. “I’ve been getting everything arranged for him and he goes off to have a quickie.”
Yoochun smirked at him. “Sounds like a good plan and I’d take the moment to have your own quickie before all hell breaks loose.”
Heechul matched his smirk. “Good idea.”
Yoochun and Jaejoong stopped in front of the door that HoHo had disappeared into before. He knocked lightly and touched Yunho’s mind.
Go away, he said with a growl.
Yoochun smiled. I just want to see how amazing your mate is.
Yunho’s feeling flared with pride and love, and he told them to come in. Jaejoong had been right about two things: Junho was sleeping, and his wings were gorgeous. The majority of his feathers were light grey, like the clouds during a misty, cool morning. Darker colors, grey and black, formed dizzying pattenrs along the curves and through the base. They looked almost blue, a dull gray slate blue, the color of a wet rock.
Yoochun whistled. “Beautiful. Amazingly beautiful. They’ll almost glow under the moonlight.”
Yunho smiled from the praise and pressed a kiss to his mate’s shoulder. Junho whimpered in his sleep and Yunho shifted so his mate could dig fangs into his shoulder. “What is going on?”
Yoochun briefly told Yunho of their trip to the compound, and the plans on when they were going to strike.
Yunho frowned and looked down at his feeding mate.
“We are all worried for our mates,” Yoochun said. “Some of those in the compound have already lost theirs, but we need this, Yunho. We need to be free again.”
Yunho nodded. “I know. And when the time comes, I’ll be next to you like always.”
Yoochun sent him a swirl of thankfulness.
Yunho smiled. “Someone has to take up the slack caused by your weakness.”
Jaejoong muffled a giggle into Yoochun’s shoulder, and Yoochun glared at his mate while Yunho smirked in victory.
He’s right, Changmin said, mind laced with lust.
Yoochun threw his arms up in the air as Yunho laughed outright, waking his mate. Junho grumbled. Yunho immediately lost his smile and hummed in submission, the visitors forgotten as the two of them bonded more deeply.
Yoochun smiled at them, tightened his hold on Jaejoong and led him from the room. “Let’s go find a bed, my mate.”
“What are we going to do in a bed?” Jaejoong asked, voice full of feigned innocence.
“I’m sure you’re creative enough to figure something out.”
Part 25: Flights of Progress
Part 23: Flights of Regrouping
Part 22: Flights of Retreat
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation | Part 20: Flights of Revenge | Part 19: Flights of Indecision | Part 18: Flights of Planning | Part 17: Flights of Feeding | An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them from being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 24: Flights of Revival
“I’m going,” Yoochun said immediately.
Changmin opened his mouth to protest and then shut it and nodded. “Who else?” he asked, looking over the gathered doms.
Heechul made a face that had Yoochun smiling.
“I’ll go,” Kyuhyun said, and TOP quickly echoed him.
Eunhyuk said he would go to, and Donghae grabbed his arm in worry. Eunhyuk smiled and pressed their foreheads together for a mental exchange.
Please be careful, Jaejoong said, lying his head on Yoochun’s shoulder.
I will. We are only going for observation.
When does anything turn out the way it is supposed to?
Yoochun smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Here, Princess,” Changmin said to Heechul. He handed him a stack of papers. “That is a list of all the weapons that I have here and where they are stored. Have the underlings bring them to the main room. I have a feeling I am going to need all of them.”
Again, Heechul looked like he was going to protest.
“You don’t have to do anything but be in charge,” Changmin said. “Tell people what to do.”
Heechul flicked his hair. “People just naturally do what I want them to do.”
Changmin snorted and then turned to a cabinet. He pulled out what looked like simple vests. “Put these on,” he said and handed one to TOP and then Kyuhyun. Eunhyuk took one too and almost dropped it.
“What is this thing?” he asked.
“It’s Kevlar,” Changmin replied, handing Yoochun one. “Bulletproof vest. If you get shot, it’ll probably knock you off your flight pattern. But you won’t die.”
“Unless they shoot your head,” Heechul muttered.
The vest was heavy and had straps all up and down the front and back. The five of them put them on, shifting their wings until the back settled just below their wing joints. Yoochun shrugged his shoulders, trying to get the vest to lie comfortably. He spread his wings. He’d be able to fly just fine, but the straps were going to chafe on his shoulders.
“We’re less than an hour from the closets tree house,” Changmin said. “We’ll go there, and then point to point, making sure there aren’t motion sensors or hidden traps. A few hours of observations, and then we’ll be back.”
Junsu moved next to Changmin and frowned up at him. Changmin smiled and touched that pout with his fingers.
“If you die, I’m going to be disappointed,” Junsu said. His eyes shut as Changmin trailed his fingers over his cheeks and down his neck.
With a firm grip, Changmin pulled him forward and up for a kiss. Junsu gripped the Kevlar vest and whimpered once before Changmin ended the kiss.
“I hate disappointing you, love,” Changmin whispered. “Don’t worry so much. We’ll be fine.”
Junsu pouted again and then nodded. “I k-know, I …”
Their foreheads pressed together and Junsu’s eyes shut with a sigh.
Jaejoong wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s waist and held him tightly. Promise, I … I don’t want you to go, but I understand why you feel like you have to.
I do have to.
No, you don’t, but-- Jaejoong sighed as Yoochun caressed his cheek. He lifted his face and Yoochun pressed a kiss to his lips.
We’ll be all right, Yoochun whispered.
Jaejoong cut off a whimper and hugged him tightly. Yoochun put his arms around his shoulders, finger playing with his wings. The other couples hugged as well. It didn’t feel dangerous, it didn’t feel like anything would go wrong, but that was always when something did. He met Changmin’s eyes and nodded.
“Okay,” Changmin said, leaving one more kiss on Junsu’s cheek. “Let’s go.”
Junsu came to Jaejoong and Yoochun whispered more mental reassurances to him as Junsu tried to pry him away.
I will keep in direct contact with you, my mate, Yoochun said.
Jaejoong nodded, their lips met one more time, and then Junsu led him away, arms around each others’ waists.
God, it’s like he wants me to discipline him, Changmin muttered.
Yoochun smirked. Caught on, have you?
Changmin punched him, and Yoochun tried not to laugh. “You’re such a hatchling,” Changmin muttered. “Let’s go.”
The others said goodbye to their mates and Changmin led the way through the tunnels and out the cave. The entrance dropped off sharply, a perfect spot to defend against a ground assault, but not from copters. Changmin ran toward the edge, his black wings snapped open and he jumped, falling only a bit before catching a natural draft and lifting off into the sky. Yoochun smiled as he followed him. This would be a perfect spot to teach Jaejoong how to take off.
They flew together, with Yoochun and Changmin leading and the other three behind. In addition to his Kevlar vest, Changmin also had a human headset and a receiver. There was also a gun lying across his back, between his wings. Yoochun hoped he never had to use one again. Yet something told him he was going to.
With mental directions, Changmin led them to the closest tree house. They hovered above the trees while Changmin used a hand held device to run a scan for sensors or people or Avixiary. He declared it all clear, and they landed on the balcony.
Stay here, keep watch. Kyu, go to hunting vision, see if you can spot any humans. Changmin went into the small house. He was only there long enough to search the single room, kitchen and wardrobe. Nothing is gone, he reported. It looks like whoever stayed here left thinking he was coming back.
Pegged, maybe. TOP said.
Changmin nodded. Let’s get closer before we attempt to communicate with them. There is so much technology at the compound that it may ruin our reception.
You’re such a geek, Yoochun said fondly.
Changmin snorted, but he was still smiling.
They took off again and passed more empty tree houses. A few minutes later, all five of them could hear helicopters in the sky. They stayed in the trees, flying swiftly and silently. Based on the maps, Changmin chose a tree house that was not right at the edge, but close enough for Yoochun to feel nervous. The helicopters were a constant buzz around them.
Just like the first one, none of the Avixiary’s possessions were gone.
Changmin triple checked to make sure there were no humans around and then, broadcasting as far as he could (and Changmin was powerful, so it was a long way) he said, Avixiary in the Daewoo compound, this is Changmin of the Shim Avixiary Clan, year 1993-
A clamor of voices cried out in surprise and Changmin shut them up with a command.
I need a status on your numbers, abilities, human count, with a separate count of feeders.
For what purpose? a voice demanded.
Revolution, Changmin said simply. Isn’t that what the uprising is for?
A picture filled their minds of the Avixiary shackled and chained to the walls.
How strong are the chains? Eunhyuk asked.
Stronger than the last set.
Are they electronic? Changmin asked.
Yes. A vision of the cuffs appeared. There was no apparent seem, but a green screen glowed.
Changmin laughed. Perfectly predictable humans. I have been listening to the humans. They are building cages with their new canceling metals. The first set of twenty will be ready in three nights. Wouldn’t it be great to be free before then?
Must you be so sarcastic? Yoochun sent to him privately.
Changmin flashed him a smile. Can you look around? Give me some pictures of what we’re up against besides the cuffs?
A panoramic sweep of the compound filled their minds. The details weren’t too sharp for this overview. Just like the compound Yoochun left, the walls were covered in barbed wire (though it looked about twenty feet higher than normal). There were four guard posts at each corner, and then three makeshift ones between those, a total of sixteen guard posts. There were two guards at each post.
How many helicopters in the sky? TOP asked.
Usually four, sometimes five. They are also clearing the trees here.
Probably to make room for the cages. Have the feeders been hurt?
Not that we know of, but we haven’t seen any feeders for about five nights now.
Changmin frowned. Legally, they can’t starve you, is everyone okay?
Yes. We can still reach each other, more or less, so we share blood when needed, but during the last resistance, we ate pretty well.
Changmin laughed in their heads. Good. We ate pretty well about three nights ago too. I need that head count, a full one, or the best you can do. And try not to die, okay? We have twenty-six free Avixiary with us. Take a break for the night and save your energy and blood. If the humans feel like you’re resting up for another resistance, it will be easier to beat them.
Won’t that only make them more prepared?
No. Humans are flighty and panicky. We have the benefit of years of patience. The more adrenaline-filled a human is the more prone to mistakes they will be. We will be back tomorrow night. The night after that, we will rebel.
I hope you know what you’re doing.
I always know what I’m doing. Changmin cut the connection and smiled at the four of them. Let’s go back and start preparing.
They took off again, flying back the way they came. The sound of the helicopters faded behind them. Yoochun took a deep breath and tried to relax. All he wanted to do was curl up with his mate and try to forget about the world for a little while, but he doubted he would have time for that.
You’re awfully transparent Changmin said to him.
Yoochun smiled and didn’t reply.
They arrived back at the cave system a short time later. It had felt longer, flying to the compound.
“Oh my god, Yoochun, come and see Junho’s wings!” Jaejoong said as soon as he landed. Jaejoong tugged on his arm, trying to pull him down the passage way.
Yoochun chuckled. “Hang on, let me get this vest off.”
“Yunho is being a possessive bitch,” Jaejoong said as he helped Yoochun with the vest, “and Junho is still sleeping, but oh my god, Yoochun, they are so pretty!”
Jaejoong dragged him down the passage way. Yoochun and Changmin exchanged an amused grin. Changmin wrapped Junsu up in his arms and ignored everyone else, taking Junsu down a different tunnel.
“Well, fuck him,” Heechul said. “I’ve been getting everything arranged for him and he goes off to have a quickie.”
Yoochun smirked at him. “Sounds like a good plan and I’d take the moment to have your own quickie before all hell breaks loose.”
Heechul matched his smirk. “Good idea.”
Yoochun and Jaejoong stopped in front of the door that HoHo had disappeared into before. He knocked lightly and touched Yunho’s mind.
Go away, he said with a growl.
Yoochun smiled. I just want to see how amazing your mate is.
Yunho’s feeling flared with pride and love, and he told them to come in. Jaejoong had been right about two things: Junho was sleeping, and his wings were gorgeous. The majority of his feathers were light grey, like the clouds during a misty, cool morning. Darker colors, grey and black, formed dizzying pattenrs along the curves and through the base. They looked almost blue, a dull gray slate blue, the color of a wet rock.
Yoochun whistled. “Beautiful. Amazingly beautiful. They’ll almost glow under the moonlight.”
Yunho smiled from the praise and pressed a kiss to his mate’s shoulder. Junho whimpered in his sleep and Yunho shifted so his mate could dig fangs into his shoulder. “What is going on?”
Yoochun briefly told Yunho of their trip to the compound, and the plans on when they were going to strike.
Yunho frowned and looked down at his feeding mate.
“We are all worried for our mates,” Yoochun said. “Some of those in the compound have already lost theirs, but we need this, Yunho. We need to be free again.”
Yunho nodded. “I know. And when the time comes, I’ll be next to you like always.”
Yoochun sent him a swirl of thankfulness.
Yunho smiled. “Someone has to take up the slack caused by your weakness.”
Jaejoong muffled a giggle into Yoochun’s shoulder, and Yoochun glared at his mate while Yunho smirked in victory.
He’s right, Changmin said, mind laced with lust.
Yoochun threw his arms up in the air as Yunho laughed outright, waking his mate. Junho grumbled. Yunho immediately lost his smile and hummed in submission, the visitors forgotten as the two of them bonded more deeply.
Yoochun smiled at them, tightened his hold on Jaejoong and led him from the room. “Let’s go find a bed, my mate.”
“What are we going to do in a bed?” Jaejoong asked, voice full of feigned innocence.
“I’m sure you’re creative enough to figure something out.”
Part 25: Flights of Progress
Part 23: Flights of Regrouping
Part 22: Flights of Retreat
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation | Part 20: Flights of Revenge | Part 19: Flights of Indecision | Part 18: Flights of Planning | Part 17: Flights of Feeding | An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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