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O n e
W e e k
A g o
Third persons POV
The man on the ground let out coughs as his partner inserted the healer into the side of his neck. He breathed in, feeling the misty air support his lungs again.
He hunched over throwing up the green liquid, looking down at his reflection in it. Making a heart in his remains then lifting a finger to show the others who stood in each corner for protection.
"I knew I couldn't trust that bastard" He laughed clutching onto his stomach as if it was the funniest thing ever
"He's dead now sir"
The old man showed his laptop to the young latter, a blown up vehicle was shown down the mountains
"If I may sir"
The young man stood up humming as he pulled a cigarette from his back pocket lighting it up
"Why'd you let him almost..kill you?"
"I wanted to see which side he was truly on" he smiled showing his pearly whites, sweat glistening from his neck as he stood firm near the wooden desk
"Marks side or the losing side, obviously he showed his loyalty at which he stands and that's at Jungkook's" He gritted out the name crushing the cig in his hand while eyeing the chair his prey sat in.
"Now that they're both gone what's the plan" The old man questioned raising an eyebrow in curiosity
Mark chuckled leaning back in the chair while eyeing the man, "Such questions tonight sir"
He laughed throwing his head back letting his voice echo through the darkly lit basement.
"We get my girl and proceed to make the world mine, any more questions sir?" Mark asked the older man with a smirk on his face innocently blinking
The man shook his head fearfully as he felt the knife pressed against his abdomen
"Great, then we shouldn't have any problems. Stock up the weapons and all of the cotorm and fonun, I've given them enough time. Now I want war"
