| Fan Fiction |
by GreenHammock
Yunho was sitting in the far corner of the room, knees up, blocking himself from the sight of others. If anyone were to approach him, they would notice the tiny journal pressed to his lap, notice that his eyes were glued to the pages and stories and pictures that was scrawled there. What they would not know by looking was that this was probably the millionth time he had read through it. Indulging in the memories of the strange girl known as Six.
The aforementioned girl, Six, was sitting on the carpet in the middle of the living room, staring at it with devout interest. Junsu was to the left of her, chatting casually, and YooChun was beside them both, resuming Junsu’s forgotten video game. Changmin was probably in his lab, throwing around papers, retracing his steps, trying to discover what err he could have made that would have altered her memory.
As Junsu said something about his weekend plans, and YooChun made a smart remark, Six looked up at Yunho in wonder. YooChun caught the staring and nudged her.
“Something up Six?”
Her lips pursed and she furrowed her eyebrows. “Mr. Yunho looks very unhappy,” she said. No one said anything, YooChun turning back to his game and Junsu looking down at his hands. Six looked to them, frowning just barely. “Why is it that you all want to kill Hero so much?”
YooChun scoffed, “Now now now, who said anything about killing? We just want to destroy everything he treasures and holds dear to him.”
Six sighed, “The man with nothing lives for nothing.” Again, no one said anything, and Junsu sighed.
“Yunho was engaged,” he said quietly, cutting his eyes back and forth between her and the man in the far corner of the room. “Loved her a lot. They were gunna start a family, all that stuff young lovers think about. He was so happy with her. But,” his tone turned dark, and he put a hand on Six’s shoulder. “She was a reporter. Started snooping around in Hero’s business. He had her killed.”
Six’s lips parted, and she took in a shocked breath, staring at Yunho with different eyes. “Really?”
“Yep,” YooChun muttered, putting his controller down. He paused his game and looked at the two of them seriously. “Hero’s a real ruthless bastard. He tried to kill Yunho, too, after he discovered that Ho knew about Boa’s research. And when he didn’t succeed, he started outsourcing. Within a week, Ho lost his job and was forced to join enemy forces. Either that, or be Dat bait.”
“I do not understand,” Six admitted.
Junsu looked at her in surprise, “You don’t know?” Six shook her head in puzzlement. Know what? Junsu looked at her in disbelief, before YooChun nudged his side, giving him a meaningful look – she was cut off from the world. Even if she did know the story, the Dats trying to claim false-innocence would taint it. With a sigh, he began a tale of bloodshed and hatred. “All of Korea was once a big, beautiful unified land. Everyone lived in peace and prosperity. Rich, healthy people. No shady underground – drugs and violence weren’t a problem. We were like freakin’ Eden. But one day, some smart ass mobster from China saw potential in the Korean soil – came over with his guys and started mining the youth for all they were worth. Selling drugs, prostitution, human trafficking – you name it. We called them ‘Dats’, because each of their drugs had letters engraved into them. They had a class system, no one really gets it, but the letter system was based on intensity. D-A-T-S. D fucked you up, A was like an aphrodisiac, T was all illegal triclinic, S’s were just mild street shit.”
“But a lot of us didn’t approve of this. A revolution out broke. People who wanted and loved the new drug land, and people who were against it. And that came to a final separating war, in which people already in the gangs drove by houses of the innocents and shot them up. Police couldn’t do shit – the new system was above the law. Eventually, it wasn’t even about the drugs anymore – people born in a certain area were just called ‘Dats’ naturally. No choice in the matter. If you were in those parts of town, you were a Dat, and that was how it was.” YooChun continued.
“But the Government didn’t like that,” Junsu remarked, “Didn’t like how parts of towns were becoming so filthy. Instead, they gave everyone a choice – if you want to take part in that illegal crap, move north. If not, stay south. Now, half of Korea is owned by Roog’s”-
“Southern territory,” YooChun commented.
“And,” Junsu continued, “North Korea is all Dat land. We can’t step foot in their land. It’s always been like that.”
“Nowadays, the biggest industry is prostitution, but it’s different now,” YooChun said. “Human prostitutes are classy women, highly expensive – a cheap hooker is almost always a robot.”
“Yeah, you would know, wouldn’t you?” Junsu joked, earning a slap. He scowled, rubbing his arm, and YooChun continued talking.
“Lately, there largest organization up North has been moving in on Japan. Some Korean’s say ‘have at them,’ n’ don’t give shit, still angry over the Japanese occupation, but that was a millennia ago. Most in the South want to put a stop to it, before Japan ends up like us.”
“Divided,” Junsu said quietly. “Divided amongst our own people. Isn’t that sick?”
Six stared in wonder. She didn’t understand a lot of what they just said, with all those colourful words and terminologies, but she had a feeling she didn’t want to. There wasn’t much she could ask without sounding stupid – ‘What is drug?’ ‘What is prostitution?’ ‘What is human trafficking?’ – so she asked the only thing she could, gathered from the gist she understood of their words.
“So Hero is involved in this?”
YooChun snorted. “’Involved in’? Christ, he’s the fucking MAIN MAN. He owns it all. Nothing goes down in the North without him knowing about it. If some tiny gang wants to take a hit, they have to go through a larger gang, that has to check with Hero to make sure shit’s good.”
“Oh,” she murmured. “So you want to get rid of him – to end all the filth?” She thought it was a good idea. She remembered J’s words about the beauty. She wanted to see it; wanted to see the ocean.
“That’s what we’re doing, yep,” Changmin commented, stepping around her from behind and sitting down on the carpet next to them. “Not only do we want to stop the infestation into Japan, but we want to unite Korea again. We want to fix this.”
“If you think about it,” YooChun commented, more to the others than to her, “Japan is the biggest industry in the word – the most wealthiest country. If you get Japan…”
“You get the world,” Changmin concluded.
Six looked then over to Yunho, to find him gone. She looked around the room, but he wasn’t there. She carefully turned her head back to the others.
“Tell me more about Hero,” she said.
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14.07.09.