Built To Slaughter // Yoonmin

Chapter 9: Tada! I'm Here

As night fell over the prison. Jimin was quick in using the card he stole from Wonho and unlocked his cell when the camera moved away from him. Keeping the door shut and hiding he waits for a guard to come by.

Grinning when one does and snatched the man and threw him to the wall. Bringing his knee up multiple times to the guards stomach and then punching his face until it was completely bashed in.

Exhaling happily at the familiar feeling he laid the guard on his bed and stripped him of his armor.

Jimins hair was already cut so it could fit in the helmet without him being caught by his blonde color.

His bunkmate dead asleep on his bed. Jimin finished getting changed and before he left, he sliced the guard's eyes with the card.

Acting like a regular guard, his mask off so no one could tell it was Phantom. He walked to the padlock and punched in the familiar four numbers.

'4798.' Jimin thought to himself and then watched the door open.

Keeping this up like a normal person he walked down the hall, avoiding the cameras, and made it to the armory that leads out to the back, like every jail in Korea.

Thinking about how easy this all was, Jimin made it outside but now he has to get past the gate, taking a gun and knife, just in case, as he strolls to one of the cars in the parking lot.

Using the card he made sharper and stronger, Jimin picked the lock and sat inside the vehicle.

(A/n: I have no idea how to get a card stronger but since this is a fiction book, anything can happen!)

Popping the pad out and hot-wiring the car, connecting the wires he hears the engine start-up and exhaled loudly. Instantly getting started on driving right after.

'That has been fun.' He through and stopped at the front gate. The guard there coming over.

"Name?" He asked, not looking at the killer but his clipboard.

Jimin looked at the name in his armor and repeated it out loud.

"Lee Jooheon." The man nods and pressed a button, opening the gate.

The killer rolled the tinted window up, scoffing and pressed on the gas, zooming down the street and looking at where he was, once on a real civilian street.

"That was so easy wow." Turning up some music Jimin drove for a bit until parking it in an empty lot, by a convince store.

Taking the money out of the car he walked in, buying some bleach and matches.

"Errbody say la la la la la." He sang skipping. "Say la la la la la."

Pouring the bleach in and around, he lit the car up into flames and turned around on his heels to walk to a bus station, supposedly a mile away.

His mask in his pocket and a happy smile planted on his lips while looking at the people who obliviously pass him.

As the bus soon pulled up, he had enough money to take him around Taeyongs neighborhood which was a blessing.

Humming to a song he heard to pass the time, thinking about how the prison won't know he would be gone until the morning, so walking down the streets was ease.

As soon as he came up to Taeyongs door he rang the doorbell and waited.

When it opened, his smile went so wide, he might have a broken jaw and his back when Jisung tackled him.

"OAH MU GOD!" He heard as Jisungs face pressed against the clothes he stole from the guy's car.

"JIMIN!" The killer looked up and moved his arm for Taeyong to fall into, and hold him close.

"H-How did-... How'd you get out?" Jisung pops his head up making the killer coo.

"Let's get inside okay?" He caresses the teenager's cheek and sat up. Jisung sticking to him as he stood up with the help of Taeyong.

Once inside and on the couch, Jimin starts telling them how he escaped.

"When did you kill your cellmate?"

"An hour or so before. Strangled him so he wouldn't talk, but back to the story Jisung. I killed the guard with my bare hands and stole his whole uniform. Which were a helmet, chest pads, and shin guards. I remember the code to get out and that's about it. I walked out, past the front guard and everything. Drove to a store, torched the car, and used the rest of the money I had to take the bus here. Tada! I'm here!" The two attached to Jimin side nod and the killer felt more tears come from Jisung.

"I'm sorry for being gone so long." He sighs. "I had body chains on so I wouldn't be able to make my escape with them on. I acted defeated like in poker but look!" Jimin lifted the teen's head. "I am here, and I'm not going anywhere else."

Jisungs eyes got even more watery and his lip trembles.

"Oh poop." Jimin adjusted himself and squeezed the poor teen.

"I'm going to get some water, leave you two alone. Glad to have you back Jimin." Taeyong says getting up.

"Come here bud." Jisung crawls onto the killer's lap and into a tiny ball. "You can't believe how much I missed you. Missed your smile. Our times together. Killing together. I saw the cop, I was so happy." He whispers and nuzzled his head against the youngers hair.

"I-I mwssed y-you t-t-too." Jimin hums satisfied until he heard the doorbell ring.

Taeyong came out from the kitchen, putting his hand to the younger as he opened the door, Jin walking in but froze.

"Jisung on a guy's lap crying. You must be Phantom, great, well this is what I get when I want to tell my brother some fucking drama." Slapping his forehead Jin walked to the kitchen, allowing Taeyong to see the shock and anger in Jimins eyes.

"Jin knows okay? Gosh, but he's proved that he won't tell anyone."

"Does he know about you?"

"Oh hell no." He laughs walking to the kitchen.

"Do you know this Jin?"

"Yeah, he's cool." Jimin squints his eyes but eventually nods.

"Do you wanna go back home?"

"Yes please." Jisung slowly gets up and the two go to the door.

"Hey Yong, Jisung and I are going back home," Jimin announces.

"Okay, come back in 2 weeks!" Jimin frowns slightly but shrugged, walking out with Jisung holding his hand tightly like he thought the killer would leave him again if he lets go.

"Are we walking?"

"Yeah, I want you to catch me up on everything."

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Yoongi woke up to a crazy siren sound and people running through the halls.

"HE ESCAPED! PHANTOM ESCAPED!" His eyes widened out of shock and possibly out of sadness.

"He really did it." Kihyun whispers, loud enough for Yoongi to heard.

"Yeah." The racer turns to the wall and stares at it depressed.

"I think he liked you too," Kihyun says, leaning over. his bunk and at Yoongi. "I don't know what you and him always talked about but Phantom allowed you to fucking touch him. That has to mean something, right?"

"Maybe."

"Not maybe Yoon, Phantom has killed over 300 hundred people all over the world. And you were the one with him all the time. You would talk, and laugh together. Hell, you two even fell asleep next to one another from talking all night."

Yoongi closes his eyes and pouts.

"You got two weeks left in here, just stay on the down-low and get out of here. Then maybe he'll come to you."

'Yeah sure. Seeing Phantom again would only be a dream, nothing more.'

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