[SJFF] Lost Reason - Chapter 1
Title: Lost Reason
Pairing/Characters: Hankyung, OC, Heechul, Kibum, Kyuhyun
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Action, Thriller, Dark
Type: Short Story
Summary: Hankyung was sent to assassinate a girl, just to change his mind at the last minute. Now they're both on the run, away from his employer who's now trying to kill him instead.
Warning: Contains violence and character deaths.
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Chapter 01
The sounds of footsteps marching down the hallway were muffled by the thick carpet that covered the floor. He looked around in awe at the expensive decorations adorning the wall, rather thankful that his shades hid the curious gleam in his eyes from the rest. He had to look professional, especially when every move of his was probably being monitored by closed-circuit cameras at this very moment.
The main reason why he was in this lavish place had to be attributed to the phone call that he had received earlier that morning. To be honest, Hankyung was rather taken aback about the fact that his employer would suddenly summon him to the mansion that he was currently treading through, with two of his employer's bodyguards as an escort. This was certainly the first time he set foot in here, since he usually received his orders through the phone.
Hankyung stopped himself just in time before his neck slammed right into the outstretched hand of one of the bodyguards. Apparently they had arrived at the intended meeting place, but he wasn't quite paying attention to his surroundings, since he was trying to come up with reasons as to why his employer would want to show his face to him. The bodyguard bowed curtly at him, and opened the large doors which lead to the study, before closing it up once again once Hankyung stepped inside.
He allowed his eyes to sweep across the large room which seemed more like a library than a study, wondering about the actual number of books which filled the shelves to the brim. And it seems that the shelves were also specially made, considering the fact that they extended to the ceiling. That was when he noticed a lone figure standing by the windows with his back facing Hankyung, apparently admiring the view of the hills located behind the mansion. He was dressed in a luxurious white suit, dirty blond hair sitting neatly on his head, and from the distance, Hankyung noticed several huge rings embellished with various precious stones on his fingers, which gave off a gleam under the sunlight.
"Good afternoon, sir. I am honored that I have been given the chance to finally meet you," Hankyung made his presence known, bowing curtly at his employer.
The man held up his hand to acknowledge his guest, but did not turn around nor said anything until several minutes later. "I believe you must be wondering why I suddenly summoned you here," he said. From the quality of his voice, Hankyung deduced that this employer of his was probably several years older than him. Needless to say, he is definitely one of those people who controlled the underworld - otherwise there was really no need to hire professional killers like Hankyung.
"Indeed, my curiosity has been piqued. Would you kindly honor me with an answer, sir?" he replied respectfully, his head bowed low.
"There's no need for the formalities, Hankyung," the man said, and Hankyung could hear the sound of dress shoes tapping against the wooden flooring, which was getting nearer by the second. However, his gaze remained focused on the floor, because he had not received the precise order to look up. There's no saying what he would do if he incurred the wrath of his employer, and Hankyung wasn't quite sure whether he would make it out alive despite being skillfully trained in various types of combat methods, considering the huge number of bodyguards stationed everywhere across the gigantic mansion. Besides, he wasn't familiar with the layout of the mansion either.
He finally straightened himself when he felt a strong grip on his shoulder, just to meet a pretty face in front of him. The person was stroking his grey-furred cat gently, which purred in content at the treatment. Hankyung was caught off-guard at the sight for a moment, before regaining his composure - but that was enough to cause a smirk to form on the lips of the man in front of him. That unsettled Hankyung a little, because he could somehow feel that there was a dangerous edge to that smile - and he was sure that it wasn't his imagination. This man could intimidate anyone without being obvious or making an effort to.
"I said, do away with the formalities. By letting you enter this mansion, it already means that you have gained enough trust from me. And I must commend you for a job well done the previous time," the man said, still pampering the feline in his arms.
"Thank you, sir. I was merely doing my job as ordered," Hankyung nearly bowed once again, but managed to catch himself just in time.
"Please, just call me Heechul. You're a man in my inner circle now, so it's only natural that I let you know my name," Heechul said, as he turned around and ambled towards the window after he allowed his cat to roam around the room on its own.
"Yes si- I mean, Heechul-nim. So is there a specific reason why you summoned me here?" Hankyung questioned, his eyes following the graceful movements of his employer's cat, which disappeared around the corner moments later. He then refocused his gaze on the man standing next to the window.
Heechul did not answer him, but gave a snap of his fingers instead. Hankyung looked on curiously, before someone suddenly appeared in the room, and placed a folder on the table. He couldn't help but wonder where on earth the person came in from, because the sounds of the large doors creaking on its hinges were absent. Is there another entrance somewhere?
"Everything you need to know about your next job has been compiled in that file. As the nature of the job might be a little more complicated than your previous missions, I will give you a longer time frame to complete it," Heechul announced without even looking at the other man the moment he heard the sound of the object being picked up from the polished surface of the desk.
Hankyung quickly scanned through the rough details of the assassination job which was on the first place, only to freeze at the sight of the target's photo that was on the next page. "A woman?" he found himself automatically wondering out loud.
"Yes, a woman. Is there a problem with that, Hankyung-sshi? Did you not kill a woman as well on your previous mission?" Heechul retorted, his annoyance clear as daylight in his intonation, though he still had his gaze fixed on something outside the mansion.
"My apologies," Hankyung immediately bowed. Of course he did kill a woman the other time, but not before nearly getting himself killed in the process as well. That was one memory he did not savour. Then again, his other jobs were much to be desired as well. At times like these, he began wondering how in heaven's name he had gotten himself involved in such a profession in the first place.
"I'm sure you have not forgotten about the pact that you should not question your choice of targets, yes?" the older male asked once again.
"Yes, sir. I was out of line. If there is nothing else that you require me for at this moment, I shall take my leave, Heechul-nim," Hankyung bowed once again, before retreating from the room.
The moment the doors closed up behind the hired assassin, another figure stepped out from a dark corner and approached Heechul, bowing respectfully with one arm behind his back. "Your orders, Heechul-nim?"
"I believe I did not ask for you, Kibum," Heechul answered, though the amusement was barely concealed in his voice.
"Ne, but you have something on your mind, don't you?" The man called Kibum straightened himself, and admired the scenery outside the mansion next to his employer, arms firmly kept behind his back.
Heechul chuckled slightly at his subordinate's words. "You really know me all too well. As expected of my right-hand man," he answered light-heartedly, and a split second later, his face turned serious once again. "Keep an eye on him."
"Ne, I understand," Kibum bowed slightly, before disappearing into the shadows where he came from earlier.
Pairing/Characters: Hankyung, OC, Heechul, Kibum, Kyuhyun
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Action, Thriller, Dark
Type: Short Story
Summary: Hankyung was sent to assassinate a girl, just to change his mind at the last minute. Now they're both on the run, away from his employer who's now trying to kill him instead.
Warning: Contains violence and character deaths.
~ * ~
Chapter 01
The sounds of footsteps marching down the hallway were muffled by the thick carpet that covered the floor. He looked around in awe at the expensive decorations adorning the wall, rather thankful that his shades hid the curious gleam in his eyes from the rest. He had to look professional, especially when every move of his was probably being monitored by closed-circuit cameras at this very moment.
The main reason why he was in this lavish place had to be attributed to the phone call that he had received earlier that morning. To be honest, Hankyung was rather taken aback about the fact that his employer would suddenly summon him to the mansion that he was currently treading through, with two of his employer's bodyguards as an escort. This was certainly the first time he set foot in here, since he usually received his orders through the phone.
Hankyung stopped himself just in time before his neck slammed right into the outstretched hand of one of the bodyguards. Apparently they had arrived at the intended meeting place, but he wasn't quite paying attention to his surroundings, since he was trying to come up with reasons as to why his employer would want to show his face to him. The bodyguard bowed curtly at him, and opened the large doors which lead to the study, before closing it up once again once Hankyung stepped inside.
He allowed his eyes to sweep across the large room which seemed more like a library than a study, wondering about the actual number of books which filled the shelves to the brim. And it seems that the shelves were also specially made, considering the fact that they extended to the ceiling. That was when he noticed a lone figure standing by the windows with his back facing Hankyung, apparently admiring the view of the hills located behind the mansion. He was dressed in a luxurious white suit, dirty blond hair sitting neatly on his head, and from the distance, Hankyung noticed several huge rings embellished with various precious stones on his fingers, which gave off a gleam under the sunlight.
"Good afternoon, sir. I am honored that I have been given the chance to finally meet you," Hankyung made his presence known, bowing curtly at his employer.
The man held up his hand to acknowledge his guest, but did not turn around nor said anything until several minutes later. "I believe you must be wondering why I suddenly summoned you here," he said. From the quality of his voice, Hankyung deduced that this employer of his was probably several years older than him. Needless to say, he is definitely one of those people who controlled the underworld - otherwise there was really no need to hire professional killers like Hankyung.
"Indeed, my curiosity has been piqued. Would you kindly honor me with an answer, sir?" he replied respectfully, his head bowed low.
"There's no need for the formalities, Hankyung," the man said, and Hankyung could hear the sound of dress shoes tapping against the wooden flooring, which was getting nearer by the second. However, his gaze remained focused on the floor, because he had not received the precise order to look up. There's no saying what he would do if he incurred the wrath of his employer, and Hankyung wasn't quite sure whether he would make it out alive despite being skillfully trained in various types of combat methods, considering the huge number of bodyguards stationed everywhere across the gigantic mansion. Besides, he wasn't familiar with the layout of the mansion either.
He finally straightened himself when he felt a strong grip on his shoulder, just to meet a pretty face in front of him. The person was stroking his grey-furred cat gently, which purred in content at the treatment. Hankyung was caught off-guard at the sight for a moment, before regaining his composure - but that was enough to cause a smirk to form on the lips of the man in front of him. That unsettled Hankyung a little, because he could somehow feel that there was a dangerous edge to that smile - and he was sure that it wasn't his imagination. This man could intimidate anyone without being obvious or making an effort to.
"I said, do away with the formalities. By letting you enter this mansion, it already means that you have gained enough trust from me. And I must commend you for a job well done the previous time," the man said, still pampering the feline in his arms.
"Thank you, sir. I was merely doing my job as ordered," Hankyung nearly bowed once again, but managed to catch himself just in time.
"Please, just call me Heechul. You're a man in my inner circle now, so it's only natural that I let you know my name," Heechul said, as he turned around and ambled towards the window after he allowed his cat to roam around the room on its own.
"Yes si- I mean, Heechul-nim. So is there a specific reason why you summoned me here?" Hankyung questioned, his eyes following the graceful movements of his employer's cat, which disappeared around the corner moments later. He then refocused his gaze on the man standing next to the window.
Heechul did not answer him, but gave a snap of his fingers instead. Hankyung looked on curiously, before someone suddenly appeared in the room, and placed a folder on the table. He couldn't help but wonder where on earth the person came in from, because the sounds of the large doors creaking on its hinges were absent. Is there another entrance somewhere?
"Everything you need to know about your next job has been compiled in that file. As the nature of the job might be a little more complicated than your previous missions, I will give you a longer time frame to complete it," Heechul announced without even looking at the other man the moment he heard the sound of the object being picked up from the polished surface of the desk.
Hankyung quickly scanned through the rough details of the assassination job which was on the first place, only to freeze at the sight of the target's photo that was on the next page. "A woman?" he found himself automatically wondering out loud.
"Yes, a woman. Is there a problem with that, Hankyung-sshi? Did you not kill a woman as well on your previous mission?" Heechul retorted, his annoyance clear as daylight in his intonation, though he still had his gaze fixed on something outside the mansion.
"My apologies," Hankyung immediately bowed. Of course he did kill a woman the other time, but not before nearly getting himself killed in the process as well. That was one memory he did not savour. Then again, his other jobs were much to be desired as well. At times like these, he began wondering how in heaven's name he had gotten himself involved in such a profession in the first place.
"I'm sure you have not forgotten about the pact that you should not question your choice of targets, yes?" the older male asked once again.
"Yes, sir. I was out of line. If there is nothing else that you require me for at this moment, I shall take my leave, Heechul-nim," Hankyung bowed once again, before retreating from the room.
The moment the doors closed up behind the hired assassin, another figure stepped out from a dark corner and approached Heechul, bowing respectfully with one arm behind his back. "Your orders, Heechul-nim?"
"I believe I did not ask for you, Kibum," Heechul answered, though the amusement was barely concealed in his voice.
"Ne, but you have something on your mind, don't you?" The man called Kibum straightened himself, and admired the scenery outside the mansion next to his employer, arms firmly kept behind his back.
Heechul chuckled slightly at his subordinate's words. "You really know me all too well. As expected of my right-hand man," he answered light-heartedly, and a split second later, his face turned serious once again. "Keep an eye on him."
"Ne, I understand," Kibum bowed slightly, before disappearing into the shadows where he came from earlier.