| Fan Fiction |
by Katvangsta a.k.a Miss Keethie
“Oki!” Kenny exclaimed and Lily nodded happily. Ye Eun gave a last wave before she left the classroom and headed back to the car.
She hadn't even reached the parking lot yet, when a sudden chill ran down her spine. And it only meant ONE thing.
“Darling,” a guy came out—from behind a wall—jumping in front of her so she was forced to stop in her steps, “we're everywhere and we're all looking for the SAME thing.” The tattoo of a Scorpion—on his arm—showed like a sore thumb in the broad daylight.
Slowly backing away, Ye Eun knew she was out of options and she knew this was probably the end as the group of guys began to surround her.
“Get her,” the same guy said—it seemed he was the only one that was speaking, “We can't kill her in public like this.”
Kill her?! Ye Eun repeated the words in her head as the guys launched at her—holding a towel over her mouth til' she fell unconscious—they then carried her to the car, carelessly, and stuffed her in the trunk, tying her hands, feet and her mouth.
Dae Sung still sat in the car, with the engine running, waiting for Ye Eun's return. She had suggested for him to stay in the car because she didn't want to be so much of a burden. “Turns out...” Dae Sung told himself, “She makes it a burden by being gone too long...” He looked out the window, towards the school for any sign of Ye Eun's return. “It's gotta be Kenny and Lily...” He went on, “Preschool's always hard for the kids to be left alone by themselves...”
Ye Eun slowly regained consciousness, and looked about the room. It was useless to see in the dark, but she didn't have to see to know that she was tied up, foot, wrist, and mouth. She let out a quiet sigh, slumping back against the wall that she was chained to. “This can't be the end...” Ye Eun forced herself to think so, “Someone will find me. Someone HAS to find me...”
But after a couple of useless minutes that seemed like hours... No one showed up. Not a single sign... Ye Eun reached down into her pocket with her tied hands and eased her cellphone out, switching it on...
Not a single missed call.
She hesitated about whether or not she should call someone. Her phone made noises, and it would be heard. She had just pushed a button to dial in the numbers, when she heard loud voices—somewhere behind bolted doors—her insides curling up. She quickly pressed a random button and her phone made a sound—she hoped the people nearing the door hadn't heard—as her phone began calling the number of Kang Dae Sung.
And his phone didn't even ring once.
It didn't ring at ALL.
He had it switched off...!
Ye Eun cursed him from behind the rope that gagged her.
Had Dae Sung really not noticed her long absence?
She kept telling herself he knew. He was smarter than to have not noticed...
He KNEW. He HAD to have known...
After another couple of minutes of telling herself that...It began to sound more like pleads than convincing thoughts.
The loud voices approached, footsteps sounding louder than ever...And the door swung opened with so much force, Ye Eun jumped, her chains rattling against each other...Instead of crying, however, she took whatever of a breath she could get from behind the ropes that were tied too tightly around her mouth—they probably left a red scratch mark.
It was when she saw the person before her...that she tensed up a bit—not sure if she SHOULD'VE tensed up or felt relieved...
“So this is her, huh?” Dae Sung heedlessly pointed a finger at Ye Eun, and the two guys beside him nodded. Stepping towards Ye Eun, he circled her twice, examining her like he's never seen her before—which was impossible, seeing how he slept in the same room as her.
“Are you SURE this is her?” he turned back to face the two guys, his eyes narrowed at them—forcing out an answer.
“W-well...” one of them stuttered, “s-she LOOKS like one of the babies in the pictures that Jo Won posted up...”
Dae Sung sighed irritatedly, his simple glare made the two wince, “LOOKS like?! BABY pictures?! Do you SEE anything wrong with BOTH those statements?!” The way his voice suddenly rose scared not ONLY the two guys that stood by the door—one of them being the guy from before that had directed for the group to 'get her'—but it also scared Ye Eun who jumped again, the chains that tied her clanking loudly against each other.
Seeing how the two didn't answer, Dae Sung went on—in the same tone—that it made Ye Eun jump again, for the third time now. “If you're not 100% SURE that it's THEM, don't bother.” He paced around Ye Eun again, examining her.
“We understand.” the two nodded solemnly, looking down at the ground in shame.
Dae Sung stopped pacing around Ye Eun, standing RIGHT beside her. “LOOK at her,” he told the two, “she's scared as hell. If she was one of those five, it wouldn't have been so easy to get her here. She would've fought back.” Seeing the fear that was still present upon Ye Eun, the two guys nodded again, “We're sorry. It won't happen again. We'll make sure next time.”
Dae Sung looked at them with the same dark glare that never changed from the beginning—when he walked into the room, “You may leave now. I'll release her and do the apologizing so the cops don't come after you two.”
Again, the two nodded and thanked him before exiting the room—leaving Dae Sung and Ye Eun alone.
After her insides uncurled, Ye Eun straightened herself as Dae Sung crouched down beside her, “Are you o—.
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” she had a sudden urge to kick Dae Sung, since she couldn't slap him with her wrists tied together, she threw her legs at him. “You know you're not gonna kick me.” he grinned, holding into her ankles, “You should leave now before I give you another scare.”
“Me?” She yanked her foot away from him, “W-what about y-you?”
“What?” He laughed, “one second you're wanting to kick me, the next, you're asking what ABOUT me?”
“Fine,” she stood up—forgetting that her feet were still chained to the wall, and her wrists tied—she took somewhat of a step forward...and fell.
She fell.
Instead of hitting her head on the floor, however, she had somehow taken hold of Dae Sung's shoulder and accidentally took him down with her as she fell—the chains on her ankles rattling.
He had his arms securely wrapped around her waist—as if it was an instant reflex—and she couldn't even move her wrists that were laying on top of his chest.
She froze.
Frozen at the touch of his body on hers.
Something was wrong here.
“Yah.” she ignored how crazily her heart was pounding against her chest, “If you're letting me go, are you going to unchain me or something? Or would you rather I walk around the streets with these chains hanging?”
Dae Sung chuckled, removing a hand from around her waist so he could take out a chain of keys from his back pocket. He slid one of them into the lock, twisting it, and the chain that tied Ye Eun came off with ease.
“I'd say thanks,” Ye Eun had her palms flat against Dae Sung's chest as she pushed herself up and rubbed her wrists painfully, “but I'm not THAT nice.” She stuck her tongue out at him and stormed out of the room. Dae Sung's eyebrows rose slightly as he sat up, looking at the door, then down at his watch. He smiled to himself and sighed. “Three...Two...One...”
“Yah!” Ye Eun kicked the door open, returning to the room. In a lower voice, she asked, “How do you...get out of this place?”
* * *
“Where the hell is Ye Eun and Dae Sung?” Yoo Bin asked, looking around the room, “They haven't returned yet, and it's nearly afternoon now...”
“Call em',” Seung Hyun didn't even look up from the stack of papers he was scanning through. “There's a smart idea.” he mumbled to himself, knowing that if he said it out-loud, Yoo Bin would surely say something as a retort.
Ignoring his remark, Yoo Bin pulled her cellphone out from her pocket and pressed a single button before pressing the phone to her ears.
“Yah,” she began, but there was a long pause, “yeah, we started after breakfast....No, there's no information yet....Yah, where were you? Are you with Dae Sung?...Yeah, you took forever...” There was a longer pause this time, and Yoo Bin's eyes widened. “WHAT?!...No. I am NOT over-reacting!...No, I'm not. Would you like to tell Sun Ye this?...What?! She'd OVER-react...”
“Yah,” I threw a pen across the room and it hit Yoo Bin on her shoulder. “Ow,” she and Seung Hyun both said in unison, rubbing their shoulders. “What are you talking about 'me-over-reacting'?”
Yoo Bin didn't answer—she simply held up a finger for me to wait—as she continued listening on the phone curiously, “WHAT?!....PHOTOS?!...Yah, I am NOT over-reacting!!...Don't you DARE hang up on me! I'll call back...Alright, you better be home in five, then.” She hung up, tossing her LG phone on the table in front of her, she sighed.
“What is it now?” Sun Mi asked, not even turning around in her chair. “Those damned bastards have photos,” Yoo Bin ran an angry hand through her hair as everyone looked up from their papers, turning around in their chairs to look at Yoo Bin.
“PHOTOS?” Seung Ri turned away from the computer screen, “they have PHOTOS?”
“How?” Seung Hyun's eyebrows rose.
“Aish...” Yoo Bin picked up her papers, “I don't know, you go ask your current 'boss' that question.”
It was as if she had expected for me to say something because she looked up from her papers, at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I slowly turned to her and she frowned. “Why are you not having a say in this?” I shrugged. Why WAS I not having a say in this?
“I'm too tired,” I concluded, “Some PERSON here,” I shot Young Bae a glare “had me up half the night.”
“And morning,” he added under his breath with a cough.
Ignoring Young Bae's remark, I changed the subject, asking Yoo Bin another question. “Where were Ye Eun and Dae Sung?”
“She was captured,” Yoo Bin said it sarcastically, “which was why she found out about the photos.”
“Where was Dae Sung while all this was going on?” Ji Yong asked, with some paper still in hand.
Yoo Bin shrugged, not knowing the answer herself, “I didn't get to hear that part of the story.”
“When are they going to get home?” So Hee had just finished with her question when Ye Eun's voice came on over the speaker in the room. “We're HOME!!” She had said it so happily, it was as if she had never even been kidnapped. So Hee ran over to the speaker, pushing a button, she replied, “Come up to the lab. Everyone's up here.” Again, Ye Eun's voice filled the room through the speaker, “Alright, we're on our way up.” Dae Sung was heard in the back and Ye Eun came on over the speaker again. “Dae Sung wants to know of there's breakfast still waiting for him.”
“Tch,” Young Bae scoffed with a grin, “Gone half the day already, and he's still thinking about food.”
“In the fridge,” I told So Hee, who was still waiting for an answer, “rice is in the rice cooker.” She nodded, before speaking into the speaker. “Unni says there's food in the fridge and rice in the rice cooker.”
“Oh!” Dae Sung's voice came on over the speaker, “Thanks then! I'll grab myself some food before coming up.”
Ye Eun walked into the room then.
“Photos huh?” I looked up from the papers at her, “What happened?” She walked over to me, dropping something onto the table, she headed over to the cabinets and unlocked a shelf, pulling out a stack of paper. “I was kidnapped,” she began, “Dae Sung was still in the car. I was taken somewhere—i have no idea where—and was chained and tied up. Dae Sung showed up, because he says those Scorpions called him, and he made up some real great bull that those fools fell for. Then we got out of the place.”
Sun Mi turned away from the computer screen and eyed Ye Eun quickly before turning back to the screen. “Yah Unni,” Sun Mi spoke, her back facing Ye Eun as Seung Ri pointed out some things that Sun Mi typed down, “why are you so calm about all this?”
“I'm not calm,” Ye Eun set the papers down on the table, “It was DEAD scary.”
I picked up what she had dropped, and looked at it.
A photo.
Of us—when I was only seven.
And Appa and Umma.
With Sun Mi sitting on Appa's lap, So Hee on Umma's lap, and Ye Eun, Yoo Bin and I standing in front—not even ready yet.
“What is it?” So Hee asked, looking over at me.
“A photo,” I said, handing it over to Young Bae who sat nearest to me. He looked at it, then he looked up at me. Going from me to the photo, back to me, then to the photo again.
“Tch,” I uttered, “You won't be able to tell its me.” I laughed looking away from him, back to the stack of papers on the table in front of me. Young Bae stood up, the leg of his chair scraping the black marbled floor, and he walked towards me—stopping in front of my table. Slowly, I looked up from the heap of papers I held, and my eyes met his.
“What.” I spoke.
Rather than answering, he lowered his finger under my chin—tilting my face up towards his—as he leaned down towards me, stopping a couple of inches away.
I don't even think I breathed.
He peered down into my eyes, his caliginous, frigid eyes scanning mine...as if searching for something...
What. Is. He. Doing?
Young Bae grinned, looking away from me, he held up the photo between our faces as he looked at it again.
“You're eyes,” he said, still grinning, “your eyes give you away.” He straightened up and turned away to go back to his seat as he set the photo down on Seung Hyun's table on the way there.
I was still glaring at Young Bae, when he suddenly looked up from the papers in front of him—his eyes meeting mine—and he grinned as if mocking me for what he had just did.
Now. I wonder...WHAT THE HELL IS HIS PROBLEM?! WAS HE NOT AWARE THAT THERE WERE SEVEN—
“There's not much rice left in the rice cooker,” Dae Sung set two bowlful of food down at Ye Eun's table, “Just thought I should give a heads up.”
—EIGHT other people in the room?! There were EIGHT other people in the room, and he does something like THAT?!
I sighed, too irritated to say something, as I went back to the pile of paper on my table.
“Why'd you get two bowls of food?” Ye Eun asked Dae Sung in a whisper as she looked up at him. “Don't you want to eat, too?”he pulled out a chair for himself at her table, “I didn't see you eat all morning.” He lightly pushed a bowl of food in front of her, holding out a pair of chopsticks. She was indecisive about whether or not she should accept the food... After a couple of seconds, she accepted the chopsticks he still held out towards her, thanking him.
The photo now reached Yoo Bin as she looked at it for a long moment... “This is when we were small,” she said, stating the obvious, “How would they find us...?” She passed it on to So Hee, as Seung Hyun answered, “There's something about you five that's still here from when you were small.”
“That would be?” Yoo Bin challenged Seung Hyun to stand up to his statement...and it wasn't just him that backed up his statement, his brothers helped. “Something unique,” Seung Hyun answered. And as if it wasn't enough, Young Bae felt he should add an example, “Sun Ye's got those eyes.”
THOSE eyes?! What ABOUT my eyes? I don't see anything with them.
“So Hee's got mandu cheeks,” Ji Yong said, passing the photo on to Seung Ri who looked at it for a couple of seconds before he added his statement. “Sun Mi's got those big eyes.”
“What?!”Sun Mi raised a hand to smack his arm with, but she stopped herself, and snatched the photo out of his hands. “Big eyes are nice and beautiful...” she muttered to herself. “I never said they weren't,” Seung Ri pointed out, “You just assumed I meant it that way.”
Sun Mi ignored his statement as she got out of her seat and came back to my table, setting it down in front of me.
“Yeah,” Dae Sung said through a mouthful, “and Ye Eun has naturally smiling eyes. They just kinda look like they're smiling even when she's not.”
“Yah,” Ye Eun set her chopsticks down on the bowl, “how do you notice this stuff, huh?” Dae Sung laughed, looking at Ye Eun like she had spoke in a whole other language. “I'm with you EVERY day, how do you expect me to not notice?” Ye Eun's eyebrows rose in slight astonishment, but she didn't reply, not knowing HOW to reply, she picked her chopsticks back up and continued eating.
“I don't get it...” Yoo Bin said, setting her pen down—for she had been scribbling down little notes from the papers she scanned—she looked confused as she frowned. “Then what's my unique feature?”
Seung Hyun sighed, miffed, and turned to Yoo Bin, “Your SMILE. Your SMILE is your unique feature.” I would've thought he'd say something about her attitude... But he didn't point out her unique feature very nicely either. “Have you looked in a mirror recently?” he added to the end of his statement.
“YES,” Yoo Bin answered Seung Hyun in the same annoyed tone he had spoken to her in, “I HAVE looked in a mirror. I look in one EVERY day, but I don't start checking myself out like what you would do.”
Seung Hyun's eyebrows arched slightly, as he grinned. “So you've seen me in the bathroom, huh?” he whispered under his breath, and she hadn't even heard her.
“Then...” Seung Ri spoke, watching Sun Mi type a couple of notes down, “shouldn't you guys hide those features?”
“WHAT?!” I was surprised to hear Ye Eun, Yoo Bin, So Hee, and even Sun Mi's voice loud over mine. Sun Mi had stopped typing, and looked at Seung Ri, “Hide my eyes?!”
“How do you hide your cheeks?” So Hee asked, placing both her hands on her cheeks.
“I make my eyes not smile?”
“I can't smile?!”
“Wear sunglasses,” Ji Yong suggested to So Hee, “I heard it makes your cheekbones look smaller so it's gotta make your cheeks look smaller too.”
“Sunglasses work for Ye Eun and Sun Mi, too,” Dae Sung pointed out, “and for Sun Ye.”
“Well,” Seung Hyun turned to Yoo Bin with a wide grin, “I guess you can't smile at your beloved Jae Bum anymore.” Yoo Bin shot him a glare, picking up the papers, she covered her face with it.
I had just about glanced back at the picture lying out in front of me...when I realized...I still had the original. Standing up, I picked up the photo and ran out of the lab, to my room.
The original was locked away, safe and hidden...so how did the photo leak out?
I ran over to my drawer full of accessories and opened it, at the bottom of the first drawer was a metal box that was locked with at least three keys. Taking out the metal box, I searched through my ring of keys for the right three and slid them into the locks one by one. It opened with a click, revealing a photo album with the original photo on the front cover.
So HOW did they get their hands on the photo?
It CAN be—
I ran out of the room, into So Hee's room, and over to the desk next to her bed. Turning the lamp on, I searched through the drawer for the copy of the photo she had told me to make her.
And.
It wasn't there.
They got it from here.
Now the question is...How?
It was just as I had asked myself this question that I put two and two together...coming up with the answer.
That one day. That day Yoo Bin had suggested for us to go to The Bar...and I saw that Scorpion that came into the house. That guy that I killed at Sunset Coast...HE stole the photo.
Then something else clicked inside my head as I headed back to the lab. On the way there, however, Sun Mi's voice came on the speakers in the hall. “Sun Ye ah, where'd you go?”
Stopping at the speaker closest to me, I responded, holding onto the button, “I had to go check something out.” With that, I continued on down the hall.
“Check what out?” Sun Mi came on speaker again, so I stopped at the speaker nearest to the bathroom and replied, “Don't you wonder how those Scorpions got our photo?” Letting go of the button, I took a right turn down the hall as Sun Mi's voice filled the halls, “I was just going to ask you that. Did they get the original?” Taking a left turn, I entered the lab.
“WAS it the original?” Yoo Bin asked and I handed her the photo, “Umma and Appa always has the exact date that the photo was taken on the back of each photo. And this one doesn't have anything on the back.”
“We still have the original?” Ye Eun asked and I nodded, answering.
“I lost my copy,” So Hee spoke just above a whisper, “I think they broke in and took mine.”
“Yah,” Sun Mi patted So Hee's back, “Its okay, it was just a copy.”
“You,” I stopped at Young Bae's table and he slowly looked up from the notes he was taking. “Your problem is?” he asked me—plainly. “That guy,” I began, “that guy with you and Seung Hyun at Sunset Coast that day you guys kidnapped Kenny...”
“What about the fool?” Young Bae asked, not seeing where this was going. “HE took the photo,” I went on, “he broke into the house. Did he tell your 'leader' where we live?”
Young Bae stared up at me blankly. “No. The fool's stupid, he's very slow in giving information.”
I let out a relieved sigh, reminding myself...Never let anyone escape. Either you kill all, or it'll be useless. Taking another glance at Young Bae...I told myself... ALL...means ALL. EVERY Scorpion...NO SURVIVORS...
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