Prologue For Fleeting Moments
Title: Prologue - Destinies Are Revealed
FIC: Fleeting Moments
Pairings: You'll see...
Length: 0.5/???
Author: junsu_hyung
Betas: anismes_love and chunxo
Rating: PG-13 (might become NC-17 later)
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
WARNING: Blood and Death (For now)
Summery: Five young men. One life altering prophecy. After a drastic attack from anti-fans, Jaejoong awakens with only one link to his past: his name. While he learns of his destiny in this mysterious land, he must also recover himself, deciphering the visions of his past through his dreams and every day experiences. However, there are problems yet to be solved: find the other four and destroy the very darkness that threatens not only the worlds they must save... but the life of one of the chosen ones.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys at all. SME owns them, but the plot is strictly my own. Please do not steal my plot.
Author Note: This is unbated due to the fact that I am unsure if this is something people want to read. Please comment and give me your honest opinion.
Explosions. Ten from what he could remember, his hearing already gone from the first few. He could recall screams of horror from people all around as they watched. Cries of agony plagued his mind. They had come from the others... his brothers... his family. He staggered slightly as he made his way to one of them, only feel some of the ceiling fall on him. A cry left him... or did it? He couldn't tell. It seemed like this was only a bad dream... but the pain that washed over his body told him other wise. Warmth started to cover his stomach and he knew... he was pierced through. He could die.
His eyes moved around the room and they rested on his leader. Dead. His back was blown from his body... the spine damaged beyond repair. All he wanted to do was hurl at the sight... but his eyes merely widened as a strange form of light appeared, wrapping around the dead body. He disappeared.
The light hovered over to Yoochun, pausing... as of looking at the mess before it. His chest had been blown away, his eyes open in shock... but they were dulled to a gray. Blinded. The light took him next. A shaky breath left him as he watched, his hearing slowly coming back as a muted scream left one of the others.
Turning, he saw Changmin get kicked aside, Junsu laying there with no arms to defend himself. Darkness slowly enveloped his body but he continued to stare at the youngest, as if telling him that everything was ok. Changmin watched in horror as his best friend was slowly enveloped by the darkness... only to disappear from sight.
The youth's face was the epitome of guilt as he laid there, his legs only stumps as he stared at the spot where his friend had been. The light approached him and enveloped him, peace filling the young man's face before he too disappeared. Jaejoong. He was the last one.
The eldest member could feel his life slipping, his breathing becoming shallower by the second. The light finally moved to him, a young women clothed in white reaching out for him. He lifted his arm slowly... ever so slowly... only to let it drop as his consciousness left him.
The young woman lifted her hand, the rubble lifting off of the dying Jaejoong and tossed to the side carelessly. She smiled warmly at the man and lifted him carefully, her arms holding him as they disappeared, the apartment crumbling into ruin. Eyes filled with compassion looked at the wound before she kissed her hand, moving her fingers over the wound. Slowly, the hole mended, his body flawless once more. Lips pressed against his brow, his body relaxing and his skin returned to it's normal color. For now... things were fine...
That is... until they found the others...
FIC: Fleeting Moments
Pairings: You'll see...
Length: 0.5/???
Author: junsu_hyung
Betas: anismes_love and chunxo
Rating: PG-13 (might become NC-17 later)
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
WARNING: Blood and Death (For now)
Summery: Five young men. One life altering prophecy. After a drastic attack from anti-fans, Jaejoong awakens with only one link to his past: his name. While he learns of his destiny in this mysterious land, he must also recover himself, deciphering the visions of his past through his dreams and every day experiences. However, there are problems yet to be solved: find the other four and destroy the very darkness that threatens not only the worlds they must save... but the life of one of the chosen ones.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys at all. SME owns them, but the plot is strictly my own. Please do not steal my plot.
Author Note: This is unbated due to the fact that I am unsure if this is something people want to read. Please comment and give me your honest opinion.
Explosions. Ten from what he could remember, his hearing already gone from the first few. He could recall screams of horror from people all around as they watched. Cries of agony plagued his mind. They had come from the others... his brothers... his family. He staggered slightly as he made his way to one of them, only feel some of the ceiling fall on him. A cry left him... or did it? He couldn't tell. It seemed like this was only a bad dream... but the pain that washed over his body told him other wise. Warmth started to cover his stomach and he knew... he was pierced through. He could die.
His eyes moved around the room and they rested on his leader. Dead. His back was blown from his body... the spine damaged beyond repair. All he wanted to do was hurl at the sight... but his eyes merely widened as a strange form of light appeared, wrapping around the dead body. He disappeared.
The light hovered over to Yoochun, pausing... as of looking at the mess before it. His chest had been blown away, his eyes open in shock... but they were dulled to a gray. Blinded. The light took him next. A shaky breath left him as he watched, his hearing slowly coming back as a muted scream left one of the others.
Turning, he saw Changmin get kicked aside, Junsu laying there with no arms to defend himself. Darkness slowly enveloped his body but he continued to stare at the youngest, as if telling him that everything was ok. Changmin watched in horror as his best friend was slowly enveloped by the darkness... only to disappear from sight.
The youth's face was the epitome of guilt as he laid there, his legs only stumps as he stared at the spot where his friend had been. The light approached him and enveloped him, peace filling the young man's face before he too disappeared. Jaejoong. He was the last one.
The eldest member could feel his life slipping, his breathing becoming shallower by the second. The light finally moved to him, a young women clothed in white reaching out for him. He lifted his arm slowly... ever so slowly... only to let it drop as his consciousness left him.
The young woman lifted her hand, the rubble lifting off of the dying Jaejoong and tossed to the side carelessly. She smiled warmly at the man and lifted him carefully, her arms holding him as they disappeared, the apartment crumbling into ruin. Eyes filled with compassion looked at the wound before she kissed her hand, moving her fingers over the wound. Slowly, the hole mended, his body flawless once more. Lips pressed against his brow, his body relaxing and his skin returned to it's normal color. For now... things were fine...
That is... until they found the others...