Last Breath - Part 25
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Taemin was kind of surprised to wake up in such an uncomfortable position. His back and neck were aching, back leaned against a cold thick pole that he could feel his hands were tied around. Probably, he thought by the feel, with rope. He was even more cold because, for some reason, he was wet. His jeans felt all rough and uncomfortable. He fought not to shiver, or show any sign that he was conscious, because he could hear the familiar voices of the vampires talking in the room with him. He thought it must have been a big room, because there was an echoing quality to their tones.
It was Seunghyun's freakishly deep voice that he recognized first. "I don't know him. I don't know why he'd take the fall for us though."
"Exactly. He wouldn't. He'd try to take the hunter first and then he'd run off. We're better off not getting involved." Key said. He sounded in a better mood than Taemin had last seen him in, but the voice still made his heart skip a beat. Key had tried to kill him. And if it wasn't for vampire blood, maybe he would have...
"After we make this tape, he needs to go straight to The Council. And what the hell do you think you're doing, Jiyong?"
Taemin twitched, feeling someone in front of him, and opened his eyes to meet with none other than the blond vampire's.
Jiyong smirked a little, "Do you have any idea how long you've been out?"
"Long enough for you to try pouring water on me?" Taemin questioned, and pouted.
Jiyong put a hand on top of his head, rubbing his hair like you might a small child that you approved of. "You'll dry off." he said, as if that was a concern of Taemin's.
"My hands are numb. Can you loosen this rope a bit?"
Jiyong grinned, amused, moving his hand to pluck Taemin's nose. "Nope."
"Do you mind?" Key glared at Jiyong, and Taemin glanced over to him. He was right about the place being big. Like some stereotypically villain-like abandoned warehouse. The table that Key and Seunghyun sat at together looked old and kind of rusty, and really, the environment seemed perfectly fitting for Seunghyun and Jiyong, but Key - in what was sure to be an outfit worth over $300 - couldn't have seemed more out of place.
Jiyong stood, taking just a couple of steps back closer to the table. When he did, Taemin noticed a camera on a tripod that had hidden behind him.
"My main concern all along has been Jonghyun, and I believe that's likely to be The Council's main concern as well. If we turned Onew in, we'd probably be better off than if we turned in the hunters."
Taemin straightened up, "The person you were talking about before, that was Onew?"
He was ignored, as Key said, "My mission is the hunters. Onew is Siwon's deal. I'm not really in the mood to deal with him."
"Not being greedy," Jiyong said, "But we can have both."
"After losing every hunter but him," Key said, glaring still, "you think you can handle Onew?"
"Key," Jiyong said, "I get that you don't remember me, so I'll just tell you straight up. I don't make mistakes."
Key cringed and he put a hand on his head, "I can't stand hearing you talk.." he said quietly.
Jiyong gave Seunghyun a narrow-eyed look, and then turned back to Taemin. He didn't say anything - just looked at him, with a less friendly expression than before, while Seunghyun spoke to Key.
"The hunters are no problem for us. Especially after we make the tape. If we can handle that many hunters, we can more than handle one vampire."
"If you want to play games with Onew, fine, but leave me and my hunter out of it."
Seunghyun scowled, "Who caught the hunter?"
"He walked directly into my trap."
"You'd have killed him."
"The Council would have forgiven it when I brought in all of the other hunters, as you were unable to do."
"Quiet." Jiyong said, in a tone so familiar to Key that it made him cringe hard and shove away from the table. "I need space." he announced, stomping somewhere behind Taemin. A moment later, he heard doors.
"It's hurting him to be around you." Seunghyun said.
Jiyong closed his eyes, and Taemin could see him silently inhaling. When his eyes opened again, he was glaring at Taemin. "What are you staring at?"
"You." Taemin answered honestly, though he leaned away, afraid.
However, the glare slipped away, and Jiyong smiled again, "You're an interesting human, no doubt."
"You're an evil vampire," Taemin countered, "no doubt."
Jiyong didn't look particularly amused now. He knelt by Taemin's side, grabbing onto his wet black bangs and tilting his head up. "You see the camera, don't you? Can you tell what we're going to do with that?"
Taemin looked at the camera lens, frowning at it. "Do vampires use youtube?"
"Taemin," Jiyong said calmly, "Do I look like I'm joking around?"
Taemin hesitantly looked at Jiyong, who looked as calm as he sounded. "Not really." he said quietly.
"We're going to make a video for your friends. Slowly drain your blood out until you got none, or until they show up."
It wasn't exactly the most surprising words to Taemin, but it didn't make them any more pleasant. He narrowed his eyes at Jiyong, saying, "If they don't show up, I'll be dead and you'll have no hunters to take to The Council."
"I think they'll show up if you ask them nicely."
"I won't." Taemin quickly said.
"I thought you might say that." Jiyong said, smiling and reaching into his pocket. "So I'm going to give you something to eat." He let go of Taemin's hair, and the hunter's eyes widened as he watched Jiyong pull a small wooden case from his pocket and flip it open. He removed a piece from the top, and pulled out a small square with an insane looking cartoon tiger on it.
"I won't." Taemin said, before quickly closing his mouth.
Jiyong set the box carefully down and sat in Taemin's lap, "It's not a dangerous drug. You're not in the best state of mind for it right now, so it'll be easiest on you if you relax. Mostly, it's just going to make you a little more obedient."
Taemin shook his head, tearing up as he looked at the tiny cartoon square.
"Either you open up and take this, or I call Key in here to make you scream so I can force it on you. I think you know by now that it wouldn't be very hard for us to do that, hm?"
Taemin trembled, opening his mouth. Jiyong laid the blotter on his tongue, and he obediently closed it.
"Keep that under your tongue for a while before you swallow." Jiyong told him, "Trust me on this one."
"Heh," Seunghyun said across the room, and Taemin watched him shaking his head, "That kid is gonna have a bad trip."
Jiyong shrugged, grabbing up his box and the piece he took from the top before he stood. "Let's start recording."
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