Chapter 14: Joining the Fray

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Back in the van.

Woojin, Changbin, Felix, and Seungmin had only been gone a few minutes when Jisung's humming was cut off by the sound of Chan cursing.

"Shit. Changbin, someone had already looped the cameras."

Jisung quickly sat up to see what was happening and Jeongin followed suit, both gathering just behind Chan and his laptop. Chan was aggressively typing code into his computer while mumbling nonsense about some attacker.

"What? What happened? Did Felix teleport them into the wrong room or something?" Jisung questioned, curious as to what was happening.

"Ha, no. I think that might have been better than this. Someone is trying to hack me," Chan said as he continued struggling with his keyboard.

"Hack?! Will you be able to stop them?" Jeongin frantically asked.

"Don't worry, Jeongin. They're good, but I'm better. It's just concerning because they managed to cut off our com network as soon as I made that call to Changbin."

Suddenly, Felix appeared out of nowhere next to all three of them in the passenger seat of the van which caused Jisung to scream slightly and Jeongin to jump.

"Dammit, Felix. You're not supposed to do that right fucking next to us. It's freaky," scolded Jisung as he puffed his cheeks in anger.

"Sorry, it's just the coms cut out and we didn't know what to do. What did you mean someone already looped the camera?" Felix apologized.

"I meant someone was already in the system, looping the cameras, so when I plugged in, it gave them access to my server and now they are trying to freaking corrupt my whole hard drive," Chan let out a laugh that was begging for his opponent to challenge him. "Not today, mate. Not today."

He continued his virtual battle for a few more minutes causing tension in the car as the three youngers didn't know what was happening or how to help. When he finally shouted out a victory cheer, it caused everyone to snap their focus to Chan. "Yes! That was a lot harder than it needed to be, but I should have access to all the live feeds of the cameras now."

Chan pulled up the live videos on his laptop screen since he had regained the ability to do so. He was hoping to find that Hyunjin, Minho, Woojin, and Seungmin were making it back to the security room with the newly freed Gifteds, but a camera overlooking an entirely different part of the prison caught his eye first. He enlarged the video feed coming from the recreation yard to get a better look, but what they saw caused all four boys to gasp.

They were faced with Minho fighting a mysterious boy in an outside area. Minho appeared to be winning the fight at first glance and about to deliver his final blow when a giant blast of static energy blasted him backward. As he landed roughly, Jisung's heart tightened at seeing the sight. He had to do something.

"Felix. Teleport me in." Jisung said faintly while still staring at the live video. He didn't know why he said it so quietly when all he really wanted to do was scream. When he didn't get a response he finally was able to flip his eyes from the screen to Felix, "Take me in now!" He shouted desperately.

The freckled boy looked flustered and looked to Chan for what to do. The older gave him a reassuring nod. ' Everything has gone sideways anyways. Looks like you'll get your action, Jisung,' Chan thought.

"Hurry up, Felix!" Jisung added again, this time grabbing Felix's arm and shaking it for extra encouragement. With that final prompting, Felix rested his own arm on Jisung's shoulder and teleported them both back to the security room.

The moment they were inside, Jisung took off through the recently opened door, leaving no time to acknowledge anyone or anything else going on. There wasn't time for that right now. He just needed to be fast. Go faster! He ran through the prison, pushing his gift to its limit. He prayed that he was going the right way, but he was only navigating based on his memory of the layout he examined beforehand. Please get there on time.

Once he reached the place he had been headed, Jisung was relieved to see the yard and the person he had been looking for in the middle of the yard. Yet, his heart nearly stopped when he realized Minho was still on the ground, about to be finished by the boy standing above him. And Jisung froze.

Just like he did last time.

"Because at the end of the day, power is power ."

Those were the words that finally snapped him out of it. They were the same words the other man had said that day. ' Get a hold of yourself, Jisung. You can't let the same thing happen again. ' Jisung took off towards Minho's assailant, pushing his gifts beyond their restraints. ' You have to be fast enough this time. ' Jisung rammed all of his speeding weight into the side of the unexpecting boy who had just been above Minho.

He'd only just met him, but from the moment he'd first laid eyes on Minho, he saw something in his face that reminded him of himself. He saw the face of someone who had once had hope and happiness, but that hope and happiness had been chewed up and spit out by the cruel world they live in, leaving only a shell of what was there before behind. It was what made him stop. What made his world slow down for the first time since his parents had died. He wanted—no, he needed—to help the boy from the windowsill because Minho just might be able to help Jisung as well.

And right now that meant beating up this power hungry Gifted. The kind of person he hates the most is a person who uses their strengths to harm others instead of helping those less fortunate.

"It's Gifteds like you that really set my temper off," Jisung shouted at the boy he had just shoved to the ground. He charged forward as his new opponent was slowly standing up from his fall to the ground. Jisung ran behind him quickly before he could get all the way up and kicked him back down. "It's Gifteds like you that give us all a bad reputation to begin with." The boy groaned and tried to throw a blast at Jisung, but he was able to use his speed and dodge the makeshift attack easily. "It's Gifteds like you that make sure Normies never see us beyond our 'dangerous' stereotype." His voice was increasing with each statement he shouted out.

"And it's Gifteds like you that killed my fucking parents," he finally finished with an outraged yell. Jisung could feel some tears rolling down his cheeks, but he didn't care. He just delivered a finishing punch to his opponent's face, knocking him out cold. Jisung was so angry he wanted to keep hitting the unconscious boy, so that is exactly what he did.

Until someone stopped him.

Jisung felt arms wrap themselves around his torso, gently pulling him away from the victim of his attacks. At first, he struggled and tried to break free, not quite done letting all his frustration out, but then he heard a smooth, melodic voice in his ear.

"Shh. It's okay now. He's lost and won't hurt me or you anymore."

Jisung stopped his struggling and allowed himself to be dragged backward. He relaxed his whole body into the person who was holding him, liking how comfortable and perfectly they fit together. It wasn't until he finally took the time to steady his breathing, that he realized just how out of breath he had been. And the alarm sirens going on around them.

He tensed back up at the sound, expecting them to lead to another fight, but the arms around him only tightened in response.

"Don't worry about the alarms. No guards have come out here yet. My guess is they are more concerned about guarding their high profile inmate at the moment," Jisung heard from the source of his comfort, behind him. He turned his head around and was met with Minho's eyes looking down at him, and he had the most beautiful and consoling smile Jisung has ever seen. He knew that the older was just trying to reassure him, but that is what made it all the more gorgeous.

Minho brought his hand up to Jisung's cheeks and wiped away the tear trails that had covered both of the younger's chubby cheeks, keeping it there a bit longer than he needed to. When Minho finally parted, it left Jisung's face feeling cold, but that soon changed as Minho spread his hand through the air and a shield formed all around them. Soon enough, Jisung felt the scraps on his knuckles heal and his fatigued muscles regain their strength. He could also feel strength return to the body that his back was leaning against and was relieved that Minho was healing himself as well.

"Feeling better?" Minho suddenly said, snapping Jisung out of his awe at the older's gift.

"Y-yeah," was he managed to say in response.

"We should get going. I'm sure everyone else has been freed, and they are just waiting on us now."

"Oh, right. Yes. The prison breakout is a thing. That is happening. At this moment."

Minho just laughed at Jisung's confused state and helped him off the ground. "Are you alright? You sure Jaehwa didn't damage your brain?"

"Jaehwa?" Jisung questioned, unfamiliar with the name.

"The boy you just beat to a pulp. He was the spy for the IPBA that sold out BTS's hideout location." When Jisung wasn't quite following, Minho just laughed at him again.

'God, how I love that laugh,' thought the younger.

"Let's just get out of-" Jisung's retort was suddenly cut off by a bloodcurdling scream coming from within the prison, followed by the earth shaking. Minho immediately pulled his hands up to block his ears from the awful noise, but Jisung gave no reaction.

"What the hell was that?"

"That would be Jeongin," said the squirrel boy with a relieved smile, suddenly happy that something was going on that he wasn't confused about. "You get used to it. Guess Woojin and Seungmin thought they needed backup to break out Yeonjun. We should head back to the security room, they'll have him soon enough. No one can beat those three when they fight together. It honestly is terrifying to see for the first time." And with that Jisung grabbed Minho's hand, and they took off back through the prison.





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I literally posted this update from school because
1) I love it so freaking much I couldn't wait till I got home to post it
2) We have a weird block schedule today so I am stuck in a class where we do nothing for 90 minutes anyways
3) I frankly don't care about high school anymore... less than seven weeks and I'm freeeeeee!

Alsooooo, 100 votes!!! Y'all! I love you guys so much, you have no idea. The comments you guys leave really make my day.

I'm almost a month into writing this and I still can't believe I'm doing it (I usually don't like to put myself 'out there' too much), but when I do... I try to put a lot of effort into it.

Gahhhhhh I just love you guys, I'm emotional, sue me.

Q: What's your height?

I am a solid 6 feet tall or 182 cm. I am tall as fuck. Its not even that great, my body is just extra!

I grew 7 inches in the 7th grade and 5 inches in the 8th grade. That is a fucking foot in two years.

When people ask why my pain tolerance is so high: its because my body hates me!!!!!! My spine is also fucked, sooo yeah. Moral of the story is being tall isn't all great.

Anyways, I've said it like twice already in this update but I love you guysssssss! Thank you for reading!

~Shadow

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