Jungkook was only fifteen years old when Jin found him, starved and curled up in the corner of an alley. Why Jin bothered with a street rat like Jungkook was beyond the maknae, but he was grateful for the older boy's kindness ever since. Jin took him under his wing, helped him get healthy again. He was a big brother, protective and annoying. Their life wasn't easy, but they had each other.

And now Jungkook went and messed everything up by getting caught.

His heart pounded painfully against his chest in fear, and he clenched his hands together so they wouldn't be seen shaking. He tried to keep his face a mask of calm, just as he had seen Jin do countless times before. They sat in the back of a black van with no windows. They had been driving for what seemed like hours, but it really was about forty-five minutes. Two Shadows, Jungkook, and the boy.  The two guards sat on across from their prisoners, both of which had handcuffs around their wrists. Jungkook's was tight enough that he felt the metal chafe against his skin every time he moved them. He could see the bothered the boy as well, who couldn't be older than Jungkook was when Jin found him. He sat trembling beside Jungkook, legs drawn up to his chin. The van rattled loudly, and bounced over a pothole, and the younger boy bumped into Jungkook. 

"Joesonghabnida," the kid muttered. Sorry.

Jungkook shook his head and offered the kid a small smile of encouragement. "It'll be okay." His smile turned into a taunting smirk as he turned to the Shadows. "These s will get what's coming to them soon enough." 

One of the Shadows leaned forward and backhanded Jungkook hard in the face. He hit the van wall, his cheek instantly swelling. He tasted the iron from his blood, from where he bit the inside of his cheek. He heard rumours that the Shadows were insanely strong thanks to experiments, and he was starting to believe those rumours. 

"Shut up," the Shadow barked.

Silver eyes pierced through Jungkook, but Jungkook was not going to let them see his fear. Instead, he spat a bloody wad of spit at the Shadow defiantly. Another mistake, but then, how much worse can it get from there? The Shadow's fist connected with Jungkook's stomach, knocking the wind out of him in a whoosh. Pain exploded in his stomach, and when the Shadow dropped his fist, Jungkook fell forward. The kid beside him whimpered, but Jungkook's defiance was enough to wipe the fear off the kid's face. He looked at the Shadows, something like a flame of fight burning in his eyes. 

Suddenly, the van slowed. They to a gravel road, that much Jungkook could tell. It ground under the tires as they bounced about on the uneven surface. And judging by the way both Shadows turned to the front, they were arriving at their destination soon. Fear gripped Jungkook to the point that he could barely draw in a breath. He glanced at the kid next to him, and saw the fear return to his eyes. He wondered what the boy had done to deserve this punishment... It was probably something trivial, like looking at a Shadow the wrong way. 

With the Shadows distracted, Jungkook leaned closer to the kid. "What's your name?"

The kid looked at him with shadowed eyes and swallowed, but he managed to answer. "Kim Haneul." 

Jungkook forced a smile on his face again. "Don't worry, Haneul, help is coming. I promise." 

The van stopped altogether, and there was a slight moment where time stood still. Jungkook took in a deep breath, when the van doors suddenly opened and ok in a deep breath, when the van doors suddenly opened and a flood of sunlight filled the interior. Jungkook closed his eyes to adjust, but a hand grabbed his arm roughly and jerked him out of the truck. He stumbled out into the afternoon air, cool and breezy as opposed to the stuffy van. When his vision cleared, he took in his surroundings. 

They had stopped in a fenced off, empty lot. Running along the top of the fence was coils of barbed wire. Beyond the fence was an open field, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go. He didn't see many Shadows, but he felt their presence. They were there, watching. Jungkook was shoved forward and he was looking up at a large, dark building. It was plainly designed, a drab, stone-coloured building with no flourish. There weren't even any windows, save for the ones lining the bottom floor of the building. Non-descript, plain, and hidden. Jungkook was losing hope that he'd ever be found. 

The Shadows led Jungkook and Haneul towards the entrance of the building, each step echoing through his body. His hands felt clammy, and his heart pounded. All the rumours he heard over the years of where NO took their prisoners ran thorugh his head, each one worse as the other. Wherever they were going, Jin will find him. Jin will find him. No matter what....

They entered through a set of heavy side doors, into a brightly lit, white room. It felt sterile, like a hospital. There was even a woman holding a clipboard in a labcoat greeting them. Her black hair was pulled tightly into a bun on the top of her head and she wore large glasses over small eyes. She surveyed the two prisoners silently, then motioned for the Shadows behind Haneul. They each grabbed an arm and hauled him away to the right.

"Jungkook!"

Jungkook made to go after him, but another Shadow held him firm. Hanuel disappeared behind a white door, which closed with a soft click. 

"Not you," the woman said, "this way please."

She whirled on her heel, the clicking of her shoes echoing through the room. Jungkook had no choice but to follow, but not before looking back at the door Haneul went. He hoped the kid would be okay. The woman opened another door, this one almost invisible against the wall. She didn't wait for them, just passed through. The door led into a long, sterile hallway. There were no windows still, just a couple doors on either side. Jungkook couldn't see any exit except the door they came through, though he couldn't remember which one that had been. 

At the far end, the woman came to a stop and opened yet another door. This one led to a not so brightly lit room, with a table and two chairs sitting opposite of each other. She stepped out of the way and the Shadows pushed Jungkook rougly into the chair. They uncuffed his wrists, only to cuff them behind his back and over the chair. 

"Five-star treatment," Jungkook grunted, flexing his hands. The cuffs felt tighter, and his shoulders were already tensing from the awkward position. 

"Your humour is cute, but it won't last long here," the woman said sharply, setting the clipboard down, just as another person stepped into the room. 

He was a small, stout man, with graying hair and a slick mustach. He wore an expensive suit, clean cut and well fitted. He squinted down at Jungkook with small, humourless eyes. Jungkook easily stood a couple feet above the man, and yet he felt small in the man's presence. 

"Ah, thank-you Mi Na, that'll be all." 

The woman, Mi Na, bowed and exited the room, leaving Jungkook and the old man. The man dragged the clipboard towards him and stared at the papers quickly, before folding his hands over them. He stared at Jungkook until the younger man squirmed uncomfortably. 

"Jeon Jungkook, it is a pleasure to meet you," the man said, "I must admit it is a bit of a surprise to see you here, sitting across from me. I was just telling Mi Na today how we were planning on dealing with the troublesome group BTS. Looks like that little problem has come to our doorstep." 

Jungkook's blood ran cold. This man knew about BTS? This man knew him?! Jungkook kept the fear out of his features and leaned forward. "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are." 

"Ah, yes, manners. I do apologize. My name is Lee Eun. I am the head of the New Order." There was a glint in his eyes that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. "I do hope you are willing to talk Mr. Jeon. It would make things so much easier for everyone." 

. Jungkook closed his eyes to adjust, but a hand grabbed his arm roughly and jerked him out of the truck. He stumbled out into the evening air, cool and breezy as opposed to the stuffy van. When his vision cleared, he took in his surroundings. 

They had stopped in a fenced off, empty lot. Running along the top of the fence was coils of barbed wire. Beyond the fence was an open field, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go. He didn't see many Shadows, but he felt their presence. They were there, watching. Jungkook was shoved forward and he was looking up at a large, dark building. It was plainly designed, probably a drab colour since it was a dark stain against the night sky. There weren't even any windows, save for the ones lining the bottom floor of the building. Non-descript, plain, and hidden. Jungkook was losing hope that he'd ever be found. 

The Shadows led Jungkook and Haneul towards the entrance of the building, each step echoing through his body. His hands felt clammy, and his heart pounded. All the rumours he heard over the years of where NO took their prisoners ran thorugh his head, each one worse as the other. Wherever they were going, Jin will find him. Jin will find him. No matter what....

They entered through a set of heavy side doors, into a brightly lit, white room. It felt sterile, like a hospital. There was even a woman holding a clipboard in a labcoat greeting them. Her black hair was pulled tightly into a bun on the top of her head and she wore large glasses over small eyes. She surveyed the two prisoners silently, then motioned for the Shadows behind Haneul. They each grabbed an arm and hauled him away to the right.

"Jungkook!"

Jungkook made to go after him, but another Shadow held him firm. Hanuel disappeared behind a white door, which closed with a soft click. 

"Not you," the woman said, "this way please."

She whirled on her heel, the clicking of her shoes echoing through the room. Jungkook had no choice but to follow, but not before looking back at the door Haneul went. He hoped the kid would be okay. The woman opened another door, this one almost invisible against the wall. She didn't wait for them, just passed through. The door led into a long, sterile hallway. There were no windows still, just a couple doors on either side. Jungkook couldn't see any exit except the door they came through, though he couldn't remember which one that had been. 

At the far end, the woman came to a stop and opened yet another door. This one led to a not so brightly lit room, with a table and two chairs sitting opposite of each other. She stepped out of the way and the Shadows pushed Jungkook rougly into the chair. They uncuffed his wrists, only to cuff them behind his back and over the chair. 

"Five-star treatment," Jungkook grunted, flexing his hands. The cuffs felt tighter, and his shoulders were already tensing from the awkward position. 

"Your humour is cute, but it won't last long here," the woman said sharply, setting the clipboard down, just as another person stepped into the room. 

He was a small, stout man, with graying hair and a slick mustach. He wore an expensive suit, clean cut and well fitted. He squinted down at Jungkook with small, humourless eyes. Jungkook easily stood a couple feet above the man, and yet he felt small in the man's presence. 

"Ah, thank-you Mi Na, that'll be all." 

The woman, Mi Na, bowed and exited the room, leaving Jungkook and the old man. The man dragged the clipboard towards him and stared at the papers quickly, before folding his hands over them. He stared at Jungkook until the younger man squirmed uncomfortably. 

"Jeon Jungkook, it is a pleasure to meet you," the man said, "I must admit it is a bit of a surprise to see you here, sitting across from me. I was just telling Mi Na today how we were planning on dealing with the troublesome group BTS. Looks like that little problem has come to our doorstep." 

Jungkook's blood ran cold. This man knew about BTS? This man knew him?! Jungkook kept the fear out of his features and leaned forward. "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are." 

"Ah, yes, manners. I do apologize. My name is Lee Eun. I am the head of the New Order." There was a glint in his eyes that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. "I do hope you are willing to talk Mr. Jeon. It would make things so much easier for everyone." 

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A/N: Alright, another chapter is up! I look forward to hearing your comments!