Worlds Within 15A/15
Title: Worlds Within 15/15
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Junsu, Kyuhyun/Changmin, Hyukjae/Junsu
Genre: Romance, AU, Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We don’t own them, never were. They own themselves.
Summary: There’s this pale looking boy at my school, he has been stalking me around school for a few months now. He waits outside my class, looking at me through the windows, and just standing next to me and staring at me. But today it got a bit weirder. He sent me a letter saying that he thinks I got ‘powers’ that apparently I am ‘one of them’.
A/N: Always for Mun and Sara We ♥♥♥ you both!
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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9A | Part 9B | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14
Part 15A
His head was pounding, ears ringing, and he couldn’t breath. The lights were burning his eyes and there was a dull ache on the places he received kicks before. New ones kept coming, though, and all he could do was try to protect his head. He had to protect his head, he couldn’t lose consciousness, he had to stay awake.
As long as he’s awake, he could find a way to fight back.
There was a foreign scream and he knew Yoochun had burned another one of his attacker.
Think, Jaejoong, think!
Feel the air around you, he remembered Changmin said, feel the air. Feel the air.
He could feel it, where his friends were lying, where their attacker moved, how they breathed. He could feel Eunjung’s laugh and Minho wrapping his arms around the girl. He could feel the kick directed to his head.
Jaejoong immediately rolled over that his attacker landed his feet on the ground instead of him. The air moved again and he got up, dodging the kick aimed to his stomach, then the punch directed to his side. The air helped him, he could feel everything. He kicked his attacker on the side and knock the breath out of his lungs. He suffocated the air of the guy enough to make him pass out and put a shield around himself.
He received several attacks on his shield but he ignored it, trying to feel his friends, his family. Jaejoong slowly build a small tornado around himself and gather his family close to him, returning them into the circle they begun with. Junsu was losing his consciousness when Yunho help him stood, and Changmin’s leg was sprained, but they stood with their backs against each other. Jaejoong tried to put his shield around the five of them, but they were wavering and he was too tired.
Yoochun grabbed his hand, and Jaejoong somehow knew he was smiling. He couldn’t help but to smile too. “I love you,” Yoochun whispered, “I love you.”
Then a familiar voice was heard, flapping wings and high pitched sound.
“Phix!” Yoochun screamed.
“Phix? Oh my god!” Jaejoong immediately locate Minho, “Yoochun! Minho is at the right end of the room!”
“Phix, get him!” Yoochun ordered and Phix answered with a scream. He flew to the direction Jaejoong instructed and attack the tall glowing man on the shoulder. Minho cursed as the flame lit up on his arm and was too busy to put it out. The light from his body went out and the family beathed out in relief. Yoochun, as soon as his eyes adjusted to the now dim warehouse, charged against Minho.
Minho, realizing he was in danger, ran away, but Phix’s flew faster and stopped him from the front. Yoochun caught up from behind and cornered Minho. He smirked and punched Minho on the face, before letting Phix burned the rest of him. “That is for hurting my Jaejoong.”
Eunjung’s aggravated scream was heard, and Yoochun turned to see she slipped away behind a door. He cursed but decided to let it go, he would get to her later.
“Changmin!” Kyuhyun rushed to his lover and helped him up. “Shit, are you okay, love?”
“Kyu, my hero! You saved us!” Changmin threw his arms around Kyuhyun and kissed him full on the lips, earning a smack on the back of his head from Heechul.
“Not the time for that, Changmin,” Ilwoo smirked as he helped the exhausted Jaejoong stood up and rested him on the floor next to Changmin, “We still have enemies to take care of.”
***
Hyunjoong fidgeted as he watched the battle below him, hands clutching Miura’s tight. His eyes were fixed on one figure, Yoochun. He winced every time Yoochun killed another one of his men, but there was a little relief inside him as well. He shouldn’t be feeling like that, but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t help...feeling that way to the man he used to love. And he had a bad feeling, like he would lose Miura. He didn’t want to lose him.
Miura wrapped an arm around Hyunjoong’s shoulder and kissed his head, “Are you okay, love?”
It’s okay, he told himself as he smiled up to Miura and kiss his lover, it’s going to be okay. Yeah, everything will be fine when you’re with the person you love.
“You know I love you, right?” he whispered against Miura’s lips, feeling the latter’s smile against his lips.
“I love you too.”
It will be okay.
***
Yoochun had been distracted watching over Jaejoong, scared out that he couldn’t fight on his own, that he didn’t see an attacker already on his way toward him, a bowie knife on his hand. He dodged the attack and managed to kick the knife out of his hold, the attacker had glared at him, neck cracking he advanced to him with his fist on the air, ready with the real fight.
He didn’t see it coming, he was just standing on his feet and in one moment he was lifted on his feet and instantly slammed into a wall. He groaned as he hit the ground, another kick was laid on his side, sending him rolling a few feet away.
A mocking laugh rang in the air.
“Look how weak you are.”
Regaining some sense as Yoochun tried to get on his feet, he had ducked the second attack that came. The attacker, who Yoochun had known as Shindong ended up hitting the wall. Taking the opportunity, Yoochun jumped back up and threw a clenched fist into the bottom of his jaw.
“Serves you right.”
“Asshole!”
And then Shindong threw his elbow against his chest, almost knocking out the air out of his system. His feet were swept out and once again ready to knock Yoochun out to his knees.
Yoochun could hear the others groaning and the shouts of pain as they fight those men and the seed users. He hadn’t been fighting for too long but it felt like he’s been fighting for hours. He was damn tired. He couldn’t even move his body. Shindong suddenly clasped his hand around his throat with the bowie knife again on his hand.
“Move!” Yoochun heard Jaejoong screamed even before he was there, a big blast of air caused Shindong to go somewhere far enough for Jaejoong to help Yoochun on his feet.
“Chunnie? Hey, are you okay?”
“J-Jae?”
“I’m here, baby.”
Yoochun smiled as he heard the endearment. It was the first time Jaejoong had called him that.
“You hurt your thigh.”
Jaejoong shook his head, “I’m okay. But you are not, what happened to you? You’re distracted.”
"I am. I’m sorry.”
“Is that about Hyungjoong being an hostage?”
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong, but he had already seen that Shindong had gotten up and now has his knife again on his hold. He held Jaejoong’s face and leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on his lips. While whispering... “In a count of three. One, two...”
Jaejoong pushed Yoochun a bit, he saw Shindong running in their way, “But...”
“Three! Run!” Yoochun pushed Jaejoong away as he faced Shindong’s rage.
Jaejoong obeyed just because he didn’t want to argue with him anymore. He trusted Yoochun, he trusted his man that he would take care of his own and won’t let that man slash gorilla looking creature to inflict more pain in him.
Jaejoong ran. He saw that Junsu and Yunho were busy fighting off a few men just like Changmin and Kyuhyun. On the other side was Il Woo and Heechul, fighting off some seed users.
The only task he had on his hand was to find and save Hyukjae from his capture.
But where is he? he had asked himself. Trying his might to find, to search for Hyukjae’s link. Something he’d been quietly trying out on his own, somewhere along practicing on his power he’d noticed that growing power in him. He’d been able to find links, been able to, at least a bit communicate with his surroundings. To a man, an animal, and even the things around him.
In a telephatic way.
He had figured this power he possessed lately, but wasn’t able to practice more of it yet. He needed to practice more on that...with Yoochun. He knew Yoochun would be a big help enhancing that ability, but now he needed to concentrate and find Hyukjae’s whereabouts. The only way to do that is to force his telepathic ability out, even though he wasn’t sure if it could be any help.
First, he shut off any sounds coming and then slowly he let his mind wandered, let his mind and his feelings dig into and together with the wind, letting them lead him to where Hyukjae were. It was faint at first, but there was a small sound of something Jaejoong couldn’t put a name on yet.
A buzzing, loud like zigzag sound was faintly heard. Like an electric current travelling...
Jaejoong eyes opened.
Could it be...
Hyukkie?
Silence.
Jaejoong tried again.
Hyukkie? Are you...can you hear me?
There was a gasped and a low raspy voice was heard.
It’s me, Jaejoong! Talk to me, Hyuk but not in a loud way. Just like this.
J-Jaeeee?! Fuck! Where are you? Damn, you better not be hurt! Where is Junsu? Is he okay?
Hyuk~
Fuck me! This is all my fault!
Hyukkie~
But wait...how is this possible?
Hyukjae!
Why am I hearing you like this?
Oh God. Just shut up! PLEASE! Where are you?
Upstairs! Just, goddamnit, hurry! Miura and Hyunjoong are here!
Wait up! Jaejoong ran towards the door he saw Miura walked into earlier, dodging several attacks blown at him, and slipped behind it. Behind the door was a stair, and there was another door right above it. Jaejoong took a deep breath and silently climbed the metal steps, trying not to attract anyone who might be watching the door.
Opening it slightly, he could see the sight of Hyukjae tight up on the floor. Hyukkie, I’m here, Jaejoong whispered to their mental link, Just, don’t move!
Quiet, they’re in the balcony, and the wires will tighten if I move too much.
On it, Jaejoong quietly open the door wider, being careful with the sounds. He watched Hyunjoong and Miura’s back. Miura had an arm around Hyunjoong’s waist and that made Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, Are they...?
YES! Just fucking hurry!
The fuck?! Jaejoong cursed, still shocked from seeing Hyunjoong and Miura together. With his wind, he lifted Hyukjae lightly, not touching the ground but not floating too high too, and floated him towards the door. Once Hyukjae was outside the door, Jaejoong breathed in relief. “Now, how do we get these wires off?”
“The fuck should I know? Eunjung made it!” Hyukjae whispred back, “Dammit!”
“Shut up and let me think!” Jaejoong hissed.
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” a voice behind them said. Jaejoong looked up to see Miura and Hyunjoong. Before he could protect himself, Hyunjoong kicked him on the side and sent him to the ground. Jaejoong groaned, clutching his abused ribs, but before he could get up, Hyunjoong pulled him by the hair and locked him by the neck with his arm.
“Troublesome,” Hyunjoong spat, “I should have killed you earlier!”
“Now, now, love,” Miura caressed Hyunjoong’s cheek and kissed him, “I will bring this useless hostage somewhere else safer. Take care of him?”
“With pleasure,” Hyunjoong smirked and dragged Jaejoong to the balcony, throwing him carelessly towards the railing on the side that he almost fell. The metal railing dug to his shoulder and Jaejoong screamed. Hyunjoong added to the pain by kicking Jaejoong on the stomach, making the latter scream louder.
Hearing the pained howl, Yoochun kicked his opponent until he fell to the ground and looked up. Hyunjoong was tying Jaejoong to the railings of the balcony, before slapping the man across his cheek. Yoochun cursed and ran to the door, up the stairs and into the balcony, just in time for Hyunjoong to grab Jaejoong’s collar and punch him one more time.
“Put your hands off him, Joongki!” Yoochun hissed.
Hyunjoong’s head snapped at the name that was mentioned, he stared at Yoochun, eyes narrowing. “Who are you talking to?” Hyunjoong asked a moment later, hands still on Jaejoong’s collar.
“Who else…but you Song Joongki, Miura’s current boyfriend, the illusionist.”
Hyunjoong, or he should rather call Joongki by now, had his eyes widening in shock.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Yoochun moved forward, taking a small step toward them, cautious. Jaejoong was shocked upon the revelation but managed to shook his head at Yoochun, mouthing ‘Don’t fucking move!’ but he ignored him as he continued his steps, taking advantage of how distracted Joongki was.
“Remember when you kissed me that day?”
Jaejoong face frown in displeasure upon hearing that but didn’t say a word, he felt something at his back, there was a tingling sensation at his tied wrist and then the tight rope was suddenly broken. He discreetly looked at his back, trying to see pass the dark empty space next to him.
“Calm down, it’s just me.” Hyukjae said in a low voice. “We need to get out of here.” Suddenly, Hyukjae was wrapped in a tight embrace, Jaejoong pulling him into his warmth.
“I’m so glad you are…alive. Thank God, you’re alive. But how did you managed to get out of there?”
“They helped me,” Hyukjae said, pointing to Wicca and Bleewyn at his side. Jaejoong didn’t know they were here; he let out a smile of relief and held out his hands to them. Wicca flew in front of him and kissed his cheek, Bleewyn didn’t move but waved at him, glad he was safe.
“Where are the others?”
“They are with their masters.” Wicca whispered in his ear.
“What are they? A pet or something? They can even fucking talk! It freaked me out!”
Jaejoong shoot Hyukjae a look, he returned his eyes at Yoochun and Hyunjoong, they were still talking.
“Jaejae~ We need to get you out of here.” Bleewyn interrupted his thoughts. He turned to her and said, “But how about Yoochun? He needs me here.”
“He ordered us to take you to a safer place.”
“What?! I won’t leave him alone here!”
“Please Jaejoongie. He’ll be mad at us if we failed to protect you.”
“He needs protection too.”
“Phix is here to do that.”
And there he was, Yoochun’s Phoenix silently sitting in the corner, out of their sight. He met eyes with him, a slight nod had assured him he would be at Yoochun’s side all the time.
“Come on, let’s go.” Hyukjae had said tugging on his arm.
They were about to go when a loud explosion had stopped them, Yoochun’s hand extended out a ball of fire rolled into his hand.
“So you knew all along.”
“No one except us, Hyunjoong and I uses mind reading. Hyunjoong had taught me how but I could only hear thoughts when I had a close contact with someone. I didn’t hear it the first time or I was just too blinded to see that I was in danger. I let my feelings overpowered my judgment and my mind who was telling me something. I almost forgot about that ability but somehow a situation had personally presented upon us.”
Jaejoong and the others, included Joongki had their mouths hanging open. Yoochun had known all along but he didn’t say anything on them. Why did he not? If only he had spoken sooner, this should not be happening right now. But Jaejoong couldn’t fully blame him, he knew that deep inside Yoochun was still begging the Gods above that everything was just a dream, that Hyunjoong was his Hyunjoong.
“Remember when I took you with me to meet the guys? Remember when Jaejoong had ran off? You stopped me, tugging at my hand, not wanting to let me go. You were holding my hand so tight.”
Joongki shook his head.
“It was so strong, your feelings, that I was able to penetrate and hear your thoughts. Did you know what I had heard at that time?”
Joongki snorted, “Tell me then,” he challenged him.
“You can’t! Jaejoong be damned. I don’t care if you hurt him as long as you’re mine. Hyunjoong was never a selfish person, he would never say such a thing. I thought you were just acting jealous but the next words you had spoken made my whole world shattered.”
“I will kill you Jaejoong, just like how they’d killed Hyunjoong.”
Jaejoong gasped, hands at his mouth.
Joongki had frown, “That was when you had ran off to him. How did…?”
“Your thoughts had been too loud I was able to hear it.”
Joongki laughed, shaking his head.
“But you kept it. Why?”
“I was hoping I was wrong about you.”
“Too bad for you then.”
“I wish you were still the Joongki I knew back then.”
Joongki stared at Yoochun. Yoochun returned the stare with a friendly smile.
“You were a kind-hearted young man back then, I wonder why did you change.”
“You…you remembered…?”
“Of course. I helped you out that one time at school, right? They were bullying you and Hyunjoong at that time.”
Joongki glared up at him, “Don’t remind me about the past.”
“Now, it explains a lot. Why you know a lot about Hyunnie. You were his best friend.”
“Shut up!”
“I am very sorry about what happened to him.”
“Shut the fuck up!”
“I never wanted that to happen. I knew how much you love him…”
“NO! You didn’t! It saddened me that he died but deep inside I was happy that he did! I can never have your attention as long as he’s around! But everything changed, I thought after that I’ll have my chance on you but you drown yourself on despair! You ignored even me! I thought I was your friend but you pushed me away!”
Slowly as Joongki was talking, the Hyunjoong persona has washed away and a new face had surfaced. Another beautiful man with skin white as milk, eyes that shining with tears, red lips that were quivering as he cries was revealed.
Yoochun stepped back, stunned how much Joongki had changed as time passed by both physically and emotionally.
“You liked me?”
Joongki turned his face away from his direction as he wiped the tears that rolled down his cheeks.
“Sadly yes and sadly you liked Hyunjoong more.”
“Joongki ah~” Yoochun took a step forward, stretching his arm for him to take. Coaxing him to take his hand but Joongki pushed him away, threw the first object his hand had grabbed. Yoochun simply dodged it in a swift movement. Yoochun tried once again to persuade the man but he always pushes him away.
“Don’t come near me!”
Joongki scream had resulted to a couple of seed users entering inside the room. When they had found Yoochun and Jaejoong who were still hiding at the corner, they immediately attacked them with their powers. Jaejoong immediately build a shield for them, Hyukjae sent a high charged bolt of electricity to the closest men around and they were soon knocked out. Wicca and Bleewyn came forward, strong winds and vines instantly surrounds them, attacking the men.
“We should have ran off sooner.” Hyukjae muttered. Jaejoong looked at Yoochun’s direction, he was still trying to get Joongki’s trust. That was when a man with a sharp metal had appeared behind Yoochun.
Then everything had slowed down.
Joongki had seen what was about to happen so he immediately grabbed Yoochun’s arm, wrapped him inside his body, his back facing the metal user.
“AUGH!!!”
Yoochun turned around just as the sharp object penetrated Joongki’s body.
“NO!!! JOONGKI!!!”
With a little force, Joongki pushed Yoochun away from his body as he pulled out the knife that pierced into him. He turned around and kicked the man that attacked him. Joongki pounded him until he choked. He jammed his left elbow down into the attacker’s face, crushing his nose over and over again. He then felt those familiar arms wrapped into his waist, hauling him off at the already dead man.
“Joongki ah~ Please stop. You’re bleeding--”
Yoochun was crying. Joongki faced Yoochun, his hand tracing the tears that was rolling down those cheeks.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry Yoochun ah-- I had failed you as a friend.”
“No. You just saved me. Hang on. I’ll get you out of this.” Yoochun said as he crouched down and held Joongki’s body.
“No. No. Please. You have to leave. I know a way out.” Joongki said as he started saying the directions to him. Jaejoong and Hyukjae had ran toward them, Jaejoong sat at Yoochun’s side. He ripped a piece of his shirt and started tying them around Joongki but the latter refused his help.
“Please, save yourselves.”
“I won’t leave you. I can’t.”
“I need to stop Miura’s plan. He’ll listen to me. He’ll only listen to me. Now go. Please, Yoochun.”
Yoochun clenched his fist, leaned down and kissed the top of his hair. “Thank you Joongki ah~”
“Yoochun ah~” Joongki tugged on his hand.
“Hmmm~” Yoochun leaned down again.
“Be safe okay?”
Yoochun smiled, “I will, in return stay alive for me.”
Joongki’s tears fall down his eyes. He nodded.
“I’m sorry, Yoochun. I can’t stay any longer.” Joongki muttered moments later before darkness had consumed his vision.
***
Part 15B
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Yunho/Junsu, Kyuhyun/Changmin, Hyukjae/Junsu
Genre: Romance, AU, Supernatural
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We don’t own them, never were. They own themselves.
Summary: There’s this pale looking boy at my school, he has been stalking me around school for a few months now. He waits outside my class, looking at me through the windows, and just standing next to me and staring at me. But today it got a bit weirder. He sent me a letter saying that he thinks I got ‘powers’ that apparently I am ‘one of them’.
A/N: Always for Mun and Sara We ♥♥♥ you both!
PREVIOUS CHAPTERS:
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9A | Part 9B | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14
Part 15A
His head was pounding, ears ringing, and he couldn’t breath. The lights were burning his eyes and there was a dull ache on the places he received kicks before. New ones kept coming, though, and all he could do was try to protect his head. He had to protect his head, he couldn’t lose consciousness, he had to stay awake.
As long as he’s awake, he could find a way to fight back.
There was a foreign scream and he knew Yoochun had burned another one of his attacker.
Think, Jaejoong, think!
Feel the air around you, he remembered Changmin said, feel the air. Feel the air.
He could feel it, where his friends were lying, where their attacker moved, how they breathed. He could feel Eunjung’s laugh and Minho wrapping his arms around the girl. He could feel the kick directed to his head.
Jaejoong immediately rolled over that his attacker landed his feet on the ground instead of him. The air moved again and he got up, dodging the kick aimed to his stomach, then the punch directed to his side. The air helped him, he could feel everything. He kicked his attacker on the side and knock the breath out of his lungs. He suffocated the air of the guy enough to make him pass out and put a shield around himself.
He received several attacks on his shield but he ignored it, trying to feel his friends, his family. Jaejoong slowly build a small tornado around himself and gather his family close to him, returning them into the circle they begun with. Junsu was losing his consciousness when Yunho help him stood, and Changmin’s leg was sprained, but they stood with their backs against each other. Jaejoong tried to put his shield around the five of them, but they were wavering and he was too tired.
Yoochun grabbed his hand, and Jaejoong somehow knew he was smiling. He couldn’t help but to smile too. “I love you,” Yoochun whispered, “I love you.”
Then a familiar voice was heard, flapping wings and high pitched sound.
“Phix!” Yoochun screamed.
“Phix? Oh my god!” Jaejoong immediately locate Minho, “Yoochun! Minho is at the right end of the room!”
“Phix, get him!” Yoochun ordered and Phix answered with a scream. He flew to the direction Jaejoong instructed and attack the tall glowing man on the shoulder. Minho cursed as the flame lit up on his arm and was too busy to put it out. The light from his body went out and the family beathed out in relief. Yoochun, as soon as his eyes adjusted to the now dim warehouse, charged against Minho.
Minho, realizing he was in danger, ran away, but Phix’s flew faster and stopped him from the front. Yoochun caught up from behind and cornered Minho. He smirked and punched Minho on the face, before letting Phix burned the rest of him. “That is for hurting my Jaejoong.”
Eunjung’s aggravated scream was heard, and Yoochun turned to see she slipped away behind a door. He cursed but decided to let it go, he would get to her later.
“Changmin!” Kyuhyun rushed to his lover and helped him up. “Shit, are you okay, love?”
“Kyu, my hero! You saved us!” Changmin threw his arms around Kyuhyun and kissed him full on the lips, earning a smack on the back of his head from Heechul.
“Not the time for that, Changmin,” Ilwoo smirked as he helped the exhausted Jaejoong stood up and rested him on the floor next to Changmin, “We still have enemies to take care of.”
***
Hyunjoong fidgeted as he watched the battle below him, hands clutching Miura’s tight. His eyes were fixed on one figure, Yoochun. He winced every time Yoochun killed another one of his men, but there was a little relief inside him as well. He shouldn’t be feeling like that, but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t help...feeling that way to the man he used to love. And he had a bad feeling, like he would lose Miura. He didn’t want to lose him.
Miura wrapped an arm around Hyunjoong’s shoulder and kissed his head, “Are you okay, love?”
It’s okay, he told himself as he smiled up to Miura and kiss his lover, it’s going to be okay. Yeah, everything will be fine when you’re with the person you love.
“You know I love you, right?” he whispered against Miura’s lips, feeling the latter’s smile against his lips.
“I love you too.”
It will be okay.
***
Yoochun had been distracted watching over Jaejoong, scared out that he couldn’t fight on his own, that he didn’t see an attacker already on his way toward him, a bowie knife on his hand. He dodged the attack and managed to kick the knife out of his hold, the attacker had glared at him, neck cracking he advanced to him with his fist on the air, ready with the real fight.
He didn’t see it coming, he was just standing on his feet and in one moment he was lifted on his feet and instantly slammed into a wall. He groaned as he hit the ground, another kick was laid on his side, sending him rolling a few feet away.
A mocking laugh rang in the air.
“Look how weak you are.”
Regaining some sense as Yoochun tried to get on his feet, he had ducked the second attack that came. The attacker, who Yoochun had known as Shindong ended up hitting the wall. Taking the opportunity, Yoochun jumped back up and threw a clenched fist into the bottom of his jaw.
“Serves you right.”
“Asshole!”
And then Shindong threw his elbow against his chest, almost knocking out the air out of his system. His feet were swept out and once again ready to knock Yoochun out to his knees.
Yoochun could hear the others groaning and the shouts of pain as they fight those men and the seed users. He hadn’t been fighting for too long but it felt like he’s been fighting for hours. He was damn tired. He couldn’t even move his body. Shindong suddenly clasped his hand around his throat with the bowie knife again on his hand.
“Move!” Yoochun heard Jaejoong screamed even before he was there, a big blast of air caused Shindong to go somewhere far enough for Jaejoong to help Yoochun on his feet.
“Chunnie? Hey, are you okay?”
“J-Jae?”
“I’m here, baby.”
Yoochun smiled as he heard the endearment. It was the first time Jaejoong had called him that.
“You hurt your thigh.”
Jaejoong shook his head, “I’m okay. But you are not, what happened to you? You’re distracted.”
"I am. I’m sorry.”
“Is that about Hyungjoong being an hostage?”
Yoochun stared at Jaejoong, but he had already seen that Shindong had gotten up and now has his knife again on his hold. He held Jaejoong’s face and leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on his lips. While whispering... “In a count of three. One, two...”
Jaejoong pushed Yoochun a bit, he saw Shindong running in their way, “But...”
“Three! Run!” Yoochun pushed Jaejoong away as he faced Shindong’s rage.
Jaejoong obeyed just because he didn’t want to argue with him anymore. He trusted Yoochun, he trusted his man that he would take care of his own and won’t let that man slash gorilla looking creature to inflict more pain in him.
Jaejoong ran. He saw that Junsu and Yunho were busy fighting off a few men just like Changmin and Kyuhyun. On the other side was Il Woo and Heechul, fighting off some seed users.
The only task he had on his hand was to find and save Hyukjae from his capture.
But where is he? he had asked himself. Trying his might to find, to search for Hyukjae’s link. Something he’d been quietly trying out on his own, somewhere along practicing on his power he’d noticed that growing power in him. He’d been able to find links, been able to, at least a bit communicate with his surroundings. To a man, an animal, and even the things around him.
In a telephatic way.
He had figured this power he possessed lately, but wasn’t able to practice more of it yet. He needed to practice more on that...with Yoochun. He knew Yoochun would be a big help enhancing that ability, but now he needed to concentrate and find Hyukjae’s whereabouts. The only way to do that is to force his telepathic ability out, even though he wasn’t sure if it could be any help.
First, he shut off any sounds coming and then slowly he let his mind wandered, let his mind and his feelings dig into and together with the wind, letting them lead him to where Hyukjae were. It was faint at first, but there was a small sound of something Jaejoong couldn’t put a name on yet.
A buzzing, loud like zigzag sound was faintly heard. Like an electric current travelling...
Jaejoong eyes opened.
Could it be...
Hyukkie?
Silence.
Jaejoong tried again.
Hyukkie? Are you...can you hear me?
There was a gasped and a low raspy voice was heard.
It’s me, Jaejoong! Talk to me, Hyuk but not in a loud way. Just like this.
J-Jaeeee?! Fuck! Where are you? Damn, you better not be hurt! Where is Junsu? Is he okay?
Hyuk~
Fuck me! This is all my fault!
Hyukkie~
But wait...how is this possible?
Hyukjae!
Why am I hearing you like this?
Oh God. Just shut up! PLEASE! Where are you?
Upstairs! Just, goddamnit, hurry! Miura and Hyunjoong are here!
Wait up! Jaejoong ran towards the door he saw Miura walked into earlier, dodging several attacks blown at him, and slipped behind it. Behind the door was a stair, and there was another door right above it. Jaejoong took a deep breath and silently climbed the metal steps, trying not to attract anyone who might be watching the door.
Opening it slightly, he could see the sight of Hyukjae tight up on the floor. Hyukkie, I’m here, Jaejoong whispered to their mental link, Just, don’t move!
Quiet, they’re in the balcony, and the wires will tighten if I move too much.
On it, Jaejoong quietly open the door wider, being careful with the sounds. He watched Hyunjoong and Miura’s back. Miura had an arm around Hyunjoong’s waist and that made Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, Are they...?
YES! Just fucking hurry!
The fuck?! Jaejoong cursed, still shocked from seeing Hyunjoong and Miura together. With his wind, he lifted Hyukjae lightly, not touching the ground but not floating too high too, and floated him towards the door. Once Hyukjae was outside the door, Jaejoong breathed in relief. “Now, how do we get these wires off?”
“The fuck should I know? Eunjung made it!” Hyukjae whispred back, “Dammit!”
“Shut up and let me think!” Jaejoong hissed.
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” a voice behind them said. Jaejoong looked up to see Miura and Hyunjoong. Before he could protect himself, Hyunjoong kicked him on the side and sent him to the ground. Jaejoong groaned, clutching his abused ribs, but before he could get up, Hyunjoong pulled him by the hair and locked him by the neck with his arm.
“Troublesome,” Hyunjoong spat, “I should have killed you earlier!”
“Now, now, love,” Miura caressed Hyunjoong’s cheek and kissed him, “I will bring this useless hostage somewhere else safer. Take care of him?”
“With pleasure,” Hyunjoong smirked and dragged Jaejoong to the balcony, throwing him carelessly towards the railing on the side that he almost fell. The metal railing dug to his shoulder and Jaejoong screamed. Hyunjoong added to the pain by kicking Jaejoong on the stomach, making the latter scream louder.
Hearing the pained howl, Yoochun kicked his opponent until he fell to the ground and looked up. Hyunjoong was tying Jaejoong to the railings of the balcony, before slapping the man across his cheek. Yoochun cursed and ran to the door, up the stairs and into the balcony, just in time for Hyunjoong to grab Jaejoong’s collar and punch him one more time.
“Put your hands off him, Joongki!” Yoochun hissed.
Hyunjoong’s head snapped at the name that was mentioned, he stared at Yoochun, eyes narrowing. “Who are you talking to?” Hyunjoong asked a moment later, hands still on Jaejoong’s collar.
“Who else…but you Song Joongki, Miura’s current boyfriend, the illusionist.”
Hyunjoong, or he should rather call Joongki by now, had his eyes widening in shock.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Yoochun moved forward, taking a small step toward them, cautious. Jaejoong was shocked upon the revelation but managed to shook his head at Yoochun, mouthing ‘Don’t fucking move!’ but he ignored him as he continued his steps, taking advantage of how distracted Joongki was.
“Remember when you kissed me that day?”
Jaejoong face frown in displeasure upon hearing that but didn’t say a word, he felt something at his back, there was a tingling sensation at his tied wrist and then the tight rope was suddenly broken. He discreetly looked at his back, trying to see pass the dark empty space next to him.
“Calm down, it’s just me.” Hyukjae said in a low voice. “We need to get out of here.” Suddenly, Hyukjae was wrapped in a tight embrace, Jaejoong pulling him into his warmth.
“I’m so glad you are…alive. Thank God, you’re alive. But how did you managed to get out of there?”
“They helped me,” Hyukjae said, pointing to Wicca and Bleewyn at his side. Jaejoong didn’t know they were here; he let out a smile of relief and held out his hands to them. Wicca flew in front of him and kissed his cheek, Bleewyn didn’t move but waved at him, glad he was safe.
“Where are the others?”
“They are with their masters.” Wicca whispered in his ear.
“What are they? A pet or something? They can even fucking talk! It freaked me out!”
Jaejoong shoot Hyukjae a look, he returned his eyes at Yoochun and Hyunjoong, they were still talking.
“Jaejae~ We need to get you out of here.” Bleewyn interrupted his thoughts. He turned to her and said, “But how about Yoochun? He needs me here.”
“He ordered us to take you to a safer place.”
“What?! I won’t leave him alone here!”
“Please Jaejoongie. He’ll be mad at us if we failed to protect you.”
“He needs protection too.”
“Phix is here to do that.”
And there he was, Yoochun’s Phoenix silently sitting in the corner, out of their sight. He met eyes with him, a slight nod had assured him he would be at Yoochun’s side all the time.
“Come on, let’s go.” Hyukjae had said tugging on his arm.
They were about to go when a loud explosion had stopped them, Yoochun’s hand extended out a ball of fire rolled into his hand.
“So you knew all along.”
“No one except us, Hyunjoong and I uses mind reading. Hyunjoong had taught me how but I could only hear thoughts when I had a close contact with someone. I didn’t hear it the first time or I was just too blinded to see that I was in danger. I let my feelings overpowered my judgment and my mind who was telling me something. I almost forgot about that ability but somehow a situation had personally presented upon us.”
Jaejoong and the others, included Joongki had their mouths hanging open. Yoochun had known all along but he didn’t say anything on them. Why did he not? If only he had spoken sooner, this should not be happening right now. But Jaejoong couldn’t fully blame him, he knew that deep inside Yoochun was still begging the Gods above that everything was just a dream, that Hyunjoong was his Hyunjoong.
“Remember when I took you with me to meet the guys? Remember when Jaejoong had ran off? You stopped me, tugging at my hand, not wanting to let me go. You were holding my hand so tight.”
Joongki shook his head.
“It was so strong, your feelings, that I was able to penetrate and hear your thoughts. Did you know what I had heard at that time?”
Joongki snorted, “Tell me then,” he challenged him.
“You can’t! Jaejoong be damned. I don’t care if you hurt him as long as you’re mine. Hyunjoong was never a selfish person, he would never say such a thing. I thought you were just acting jealous but the next words you had spoken made my whole world shattered.”
“I will kill you Jaejoong, just like how they’d killed Hyunjoong.”
Jaejoong gasped, hands at his mouth.
Joongki had frown, “That was when you had ran off to him. How did…?”
“Your thoughts had been too loud I was able to hear it.”
Joongki laughed, shaking his head.
“But you kept it. Why?”
“I was hoping I was wrong about you.”
“Too bad for you then.”
“I wish you were still the Joongki I knew back then.”
Joongki stared at Yoochun. Yoochun returned the stare with a friendly smile.
“You were a kind-hearted young man back then, I wonder why did you change.”
“You…you remembered…?”
“Of course. I helped you out that one time at school, right? They were bullying you and Hyunjoong at that time.”
Joongki glared up at him, “Don’t remind me about the past.”
“Now, it explains a lot. Why you know a lot about Hyunnie. You were his best friend.”
“Shut up!”
“I am very sorry about what happened to him.”
“Shut the fuck up!”
“I never wanted that to happen. I knew how much you love him…”
“NO! You didn’t! It saddened me that he died but deep inside I was happy that he did! I can never have your attention as long as he’s around! But everything changed, I thought after that I’ll have my chance on you but you drown yourself on despair! You ignored even me! I thought I was your friend but you pushed me away!”
Slowly as Joongki was talking, the Hyunjoong persona has washed away and a new face had surfaced. Another beautiful man with skin white as milk, eyes that shining with tears, red lips that were quivering as he cries was revealed.
Yoochun stepped back, stunned how much Joongki had changed as time passed by both physically and emotionally.
“You liked me?”
Joongki turned his face away from his direction as he wiped the tears that rolled down his cheeks.
“Sadly yes and sadly you liked Hyunjoong more.”
“Joongki ah~” Yoochun took a step forward, stretching his arm for him to take. Coaxing him to take his hand but Joongki pushed him away, threw the first object his hand had grabbed. Yoochun simply dodged it in a swift movement. Yoochun tried once again to persuade the man but he always pushes him away.
“Don’t come near me!”
Joongki scream had resulted to a couple of seed users entering inside the room. When they had found Yoochun and Jaejoong who were still hiding at the corner, they immediately attacked them with their powers. Jaejoong immediately build a shield for them, Hyukjae sent a high charged bolt of electricity to the closest men around and they were soon knocked out. Wicca and Bleewyn came forward, strong winds and vines instantly surrounds them, attacking the men.
“We should have ran off sooner.” Hyukjae muttered. Jaejoong looked at Yoochun’s direction, he was still trying to get Joongki’s trust. That was when a man with a sharp metal had appeared behind Yoochun.
Then everything had slowed down.
Joongki had seen what was about to happen so he immediately grabbed Yoochun’s arm, wrapped him inside his body, his back facing the metal user.
“AUGH!!!”
Yoochun turned around just as the sharp object penetrated Joongki’s body.
“NO!!! JOONGKI!!!”
With a little force, Joongki pushed Yoochun away from his body as he pulled out the knife that pierced into him. He turned around and kicked the man that attacked him. Joongki pounded him until he choked. He jammed his left elbow down into the attacker’s face, crushing his nose over and over again. He then felt those familiar arms wrapped into his waist, hauling him off at the already dead man.
“Joongki ah~ Please stop. You’re bleeding--”
Yoochun was crying. Joongki faced Yoochun, his hand tracing the tears that was rolling down those cheeks.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry Yoochun ah-- I had failed you as a friend.”
“No. You just saved me. Hang on. I’ll get you out of this.” Yoochun said as he crouched down and held Joongki’s body.
“No. No. Please. You have to leave. I know a way out.” Joongki said as he started saying the directions to him. Jaejoong and Hyukjae had ran toward them, Jaejoong sat at Yoochun’s side. He ripped a piece of his shirt and started tying them around Joongki but the latter refused his help.
“Please, save yourselves.”
“I won’t leave you. I can’t.”
“I need to stop Miura’s plan. He’ll listen to me. He’ll only listen to me. Now go. Please, Yoochun.”
Yoochun clenched his fist, leaned down and kissed the top of his hair. “Thank you Joongki ah~”
“Yoochun ah~” Joongki tugged on his hand.
“Hmmm~” Yoochun leaned down again.
“Be safe okay?”
Yoochun smiled, “I will, in return stay alive for me.”
Joongki’s tears fall down his eyes. He nodded.
“I’m sorry, Yoochun. I can’t stay any longer.” Joongki muttered moments later before darkness had consumed his vision.
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Part 15B