The Blueties and The Beasts [PJM]🔞

𝕊𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝

⛔🚫WARNING!!!!

There're some mature contents in this chapter; violence, explicit murder scenes, mention of cannibalism, a lot of blood, and strong language.

I've warned you, read at your own risk!!!

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The earth seemed to realize how pathetic it was. It rained out profusely just like a broken heart one shed tears. But then after there was nothing left to take out and the tears had dried up completely-nothing left to shed anymore-it stopped.

The rain had stopped, leaving behind the brutal horror that was soon to come.

Sergeant Park Jimin was still standing among the bushes hidden in the dense towering trees, watching the bus carrying his members, his friends left and disappeared in the distance.

The scene he was witnessing made him oblivious to the sound of howls, growls, and the sound of clattering feet that resembled a large number of soldiers in a war zone that getting closer to where he was standing.

"If you saved me just to give me to other monsters, then get lost, dude! I'll manage to take care of myself." The tiny body that was shivering on his back brought Jimin back from his train of thoughts.

"For a Redties, you have a big mouth, kid," he scoffed, lowering the boy from his back.

Standing straight while shutting his eyes, he tried to listen intently to every sound of movement, maximizing that particular sense-his hearing sense.

'They're close,' he thought as he opened his eyes back.

He turned to face the boy and said, "listen carefully. You're gonna experience the worst moment of your life. Listen to whatever I say, don't ask, and don't do anything without my permission. And... no buts, understand?"

He gave the boy a proper look for the first time. The boy in front of him was skinny with curly brown hair, large eyes, and skin as pale as ghosts. But from all of that, he paid the most attention to the boy's eyes. They were sharp and... Challenging? Things that weren't common for someone in his age, especially considering he was just a Redties.

"Every single day of my life is bad or worse, so no need to worry. I'm used to that," he replied nonchalantly, looking away.

Jimin heaved a heavy sigh as he threw a glance at the boy next to him. "I'm not worried, kid. I just don't wanna get in any trouble because of you," he snorted, responding to the boy's attitude equally sharply. He then took off his wet shirt, squeezing it.

"Asshole. . ." The boy mumbled under his breath, making Jimin snicker.

'This kid has balls,' he thought.

Crouching down with his back facing the boy, Jimin said, "what are you waiting for? Hop onto me fast if you don't wanna be a dessert for those beasts!" He tapped his back and the boy rolled his eyes at him.

Feeling the boy on his back, Jimin stood up, encircling his wet shirt around the boy's body and using it as a safety belt for him. He twisted it together, tying it tightly around his torso.

"Wow! For such a small body, you have a really well-built one, dude!" The boy blurted out innocently after feeling Jimin's burly back against his frail body.

Mustering up his courage, he tried to touch one of the muscular arms, but before that happened, Jimin nimbly brushed his hand off,

"Keep your hands to yourself, kid. I don't like being touched!" Jimin's stern voice convinced the boy not to mess up with him. "Hold on to me as tight as you can, I'll run really fast. If you fall, I'll leave you and-"