Warnings: Mentions of sex trafficking (No actual descriptions), violence/some gore (mostly blood), angst, eventual fluff(?), eventual smut(?)

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The Bangtan gang was the most feared group in all of Seoul. It wasn't because of their deadly assassins or dangerous state of the art weapons. No, it was because even though they controlled the area, no one but members knew what the leader looked like. Even other gangs and Bangtan's buyers only knew a faceless screen and a robotic voice as a leader. It had been proven true that whoever did see the leader either disappeared or showed up in public with the complimentary Bangtan tattoo the next day. The design was simple yet effective in its job to strike fear into anyone who happened to glance at the members; a bold 'B' across the left forearm. The more important members, part of the elite group, would have a unique outline of color added. At the moment only 6 members had a color and each color was a specialty. Jin had a green outline meaning he specialized in poison. Suga and V had purple which meant they excelled at being gunmen. Jungkook was amazing at archery, sniping, and knife throwing so he was appointed a red outline. Jimin was a master with a sword so he bore the color orange. Last but not least was J-hope with yellow who was amazing in hand to hand combat. Although they were all adequate in all fields of defense and offense, the colors represented the field they excelled in and would be expected to perform in dire situations.

These six men were currently staring at the back of the leaders chair in meeting room that was located in a luxurious skyscraper. The chair slowly turned around revealing…..you, a 21 year-old college student.

"What's the news boys?" You ask, nails drumming on the side on your laptop that lay open in front of you.

"The status is the same as yesterday Miss. We sent out V to scope around the area but nothing new was uncovered." J-Hope tentatively replied to you. You pursed your lips and frowned.

"If we've come to this point why are we not taking things a step further?" words of frustration spilled out and Jimin reached out a hand to place over yours. The gesture did nothing but your heart warmed at his kindness.

"We risk the safety of not only ourselves but you as well if we choose to become aggressive. They still think we support them and an act of violence could give away our ulterior motives Miss." V spoke up.

"Not what I meant."

"Are you suggesting we use a spy and go undercover Miss?" Jimin asked as if he almost couldn't believe you would suggest such a thing.

"Exactly. What better way to get the info we need to make a move?"

"That would be putting one of our men in the middle of a literal male sex trafficking ring Miss." Jin stated as a matter of fact.

"I never said one of our men. Find a private contract killer pretty boy and hire him. Meeting is over, I have homework to do."

Outside the meeting room you ran into Suga who seemed to be on the phone with someone. Once he was done you raised an eyebrow, silently questioning his reason to be lingering around since you had dismissed them all for the day over an hour ago.

"I apologize ahead of time and I'll accept all the punishment but I have inside information I have not previously shared Miss." He confessed making your heart race with worry.

"Let's take this to my office then since it must be super classified to not even share it with your leader." He bowed and followed you. You pushed open the doors and directed him to sit on the couch while you sat in a chair across from him and crossed you ankles. You waited for him to start talking, patiently eyeing his unusually anxious composure.

"I had taken the liberty of sending one of our men for them to use a guard about a week ago. I've been getting daily reports since then Miss." The first thing you felt was betrayal. How dare he go behind your back to do this? You were the one who took him off the street and trained him to become the warrior he was today. Secondly you felt curious about the reports. The latter one won in matter of importance and you decided to ignore the hurt feelings bubbling up inside of you.

"Is it severe enough to move in tonight?" You asked calmly surprising Suga and yourself.

"Yes Miss." He said with a hard swallow. "It's….. horrendous."

"Gather the rest of the elite group. Tell them to prepare for a massacre. We'll surround the area at 11PM sharp. As usual we'll go in and kill the majority of the guards first. Save the boss for me as he's the one piece of shit that I definitely want to die at my own hands. You are dismissed." He bowed deeply and then got up to leave. "Oh, tell your guy to skip work tonight." You added as a last minute thought of kindness.

"Thank you Miss." He bowed again out of respect.

"However you will still receive punishment for going behind my back. I think a notch cut from your ear will be fine enough. Next time it'll be a finger though, Suga. Tread carefully as you know disrespect to my authority leads to an execution and you're far too important to lose." He bowed once more, accepting his fate and he left.

You sighed and leaned back against the chair. This was hard. Being a leader was difficult enough but having to make these kind of calls at such a young age put so much pressure on you. You weren't always like this though. You used to be an ignorant little girl who thought the world was filled with sunshine and rainbows. You had no idea it was your own father who kept the streets safe even if it was in unconventional ways.

When your dad passed just as you had turned 17, your family was in dire need of an heir to his company. Gladly you stepped up since you were the only child, your mother too frail for such work as an owner of a company. However you were in for a shock when his "company" turned out to be the most feared "Bangtan Gang" that you had heard numerous rumors of at school. You became the new leader as you proved to be trained in numerous forms of lethality, curtesy to your fathers' insistence of learning how to defend yourself multiple ways in extreme measures from a young age. You were the only one out of the members who had a complete rainbow outlining your tattoo. However a few still questioned your right to lead.

It wasn't easy to prove your capabilities of being the boss of the most terrifying gang in Seoul. The first year running the company, you ended up executing a few of the gang members for disrespecting your authority. It wasn't something you had wanted to do, in fact it gave you nightmares that had you pacing the halls instead of sleeping, but it had helped cement your role as Bangtan's rightful heir. It was decided early that you would remain faceless and nameless so you could live a normal life on top of running the family business. You found it hard to balance both lives as well as keeping up with schoolwork so you had the idea to create a small group of highly skilled members that would run the company while you were busy with everyday life.

At first you held interviews with people who already worked for you but they had all lacked something you thought vital; rationality and compassion. You wanted warriors that were hardened and ruthless but would think through their actions first and make decisions based on the affects it would have. So you took to the streets and one by one you rescued six boys from a difficult time in their life and had them trained. Each took to an area of specialty and then they were assigned a color. It's been 2 years since the last guy, Jungkook, joined and you finally felt as if the group was complete so you had a dorm especially built for the 7 of you so they could guard you and you could keep tabs on the missions they all had.

They also would help you with homework since you prioritized their education and paid for 2 years of college for each of them. Now that you yourself were in college, you heard even more about the ruthless anonymous leader of Bangtan that terrorized neighborhoods. You always found it amusing. Outsiders honestly had no idea of the truth. Well, yes, you had an underground ring of illegal weapon and drug rings but you made sure the buyers wouldn't be endangering human lives with them. So you mostly sold to the military, cops, and drugs smugglers that were human friendly. The main focus for Bangtan was getting rid of crime though. Although most of that time meant murder, the law let you get away with it since you were not only supplying them with the best weapons but also stopping some of the biggest crimes in the area. Just last month you broke up a ring of guys who would use people's organs for smuggling in cocaine.

For a 21 year-old you had your plate full. Most people saw you as cold and distant but in this line of work you had to be. You were ruthless and unforgiving but you also had a soft spot. You refused to let a person in need go unheard and almost all of your earnings were donated to charities in your father's name every month. You weren't unkind at all but the vibe you gave off scared people away. At this point you were ready to give up on love and even friendship. A sad idea of just hiring friends would pop up every now and then but you would dismiss the without a second thought. There was no way you would stoop that low. You had the 6 boys but they had their own lives also so you always felt like you were intruding and taking them away from their true friends.

"You called me in here Miss?" Jungkook asked startling you from your thoughts of the past. He closed the door behind him and waited for you to grant him permission to sit down, which you did.

"I assume you six are ready to head out in 10 minutes since it's already 10PM?"

"Yes Miss."

"No need to be so formal when we aren't in a meeting."

"Of course Miss, what did you need from me?" He replied respectfully and you sighed.

"I want you to hang back with me when we get there. Knife throwing works best at a distance and that's the weapon I prefer you to use today if you will." He swiftly nodded at your request and you dismissed him with a swipe of your hand. The door closed and you silently frowned to yourself. If the rumors were correct, this would be one of the biggest busts you've done. Not only the biggest but the most dangerous and heart-breaking. Female sex trafficking was the most common but every now and then a small ring of male trafficking would pop up. They never really got big enough to cause a problem but somehow this one got huge. An estimated 250 men were supposedly in this abandoned warehouse, drugged and tied up.

The ride to the warehouse was filled with strategy planning you left to the boys. Your mind was focused on the possible conditions that would greet you at the door, none of which were promising.

"Did you catch that Miss?" J-Hope asked you, pulling you out of your daydream.

"Could you repeat it please?"

"We need to pretend that we're there for a business transaction and you're here on behalf of "The Boss". I've already called ahead and told them that story. You're safety comes first Miss so that's the only way we'll get in. You need to ask for them to bring out some merchandise. We need to question the victims. See where they're getting them from to make sure we get their suppliers as well, then we can start the shoot-out."

"Why question them before and not after?"

"We can't guarantee their safety once the shooting begins so we need information first." V said grimly.

"Understood." You swallowed down your sadness at the fact as you finally arrived at your destination. Stepping out of the black Sedan you were greeted by 3 heavily armed guards who politely bowed and lead you and the elite 6 into the building.

Stepping into the warehouse, you held back a gasp. The conditions were worse than you could imagine. Moldy air and the scent of stale blood filled your nose while the dirt and grime covering the floor and walls made you almost throw up. You had a strong stomach since you had to deal with killing people on the regular but even this was a lot for you to handle. To imagine someone being kidnapped and having to live in these conditions made you sick with anger.

"Control yourself Miss." You heard Jimin whisper to your left as if he sensed your rising anger. In response you slightly nodded, still not trusting yourself enough to speak. More guards joined you and one stuck out a hand to introduce himself.

"Hello Ma'am. I'm Dingo, the main guard at this facility here. I heard you were sent over here at the request of Bangtan's Boss to pick out one of our products." His voice sounded like he smoked at least 3 packs of cigarettes a day and you slightly grimaced at the smell of his rancid breath. Doing what you do best, you put on a mask of ignorance and play innocent as if you weren't there to kill him and his followers.

"I am. The leader requested I be accompanied with protection so I hope my friends don't make you uneasy," You quickly gaze around at the other guards, noticing their eyes on the 7 of you, wise to be untrusting of the strangers in their warehouse.

"Of course not!" He lies through his teeth. You knew the fact that the Elite 6 were all together made them even more uncomfortable and they wanted to get this transaction done and over with.

You feel a slight nudge from your back. V squeezed your left side 3 times slightly and you averted your eyes to the soft glow of a meeting room down the right hallway. Dingo didn't seem to notice as he was directing a guard to gather 3 men in one of the bigger "specialty rooms" they had.

"I'm assuming the product is for the Boss so I've picked out some of the newer specimens we've received. Let me lead you to where they'll be. You'll have 15 minutes in here to play around then well ask you to choose and leave. We try to keep the traffic down in here. No attention is wanted or needed in this area. I'm sure you understand of course?" Dingo told you as he led you and the Elite 6 to a door in the left hallway.

"I'll ask that only you and one of your…guards…. enter the room." You inwardly smirk at his hesitance to call the Elite 6 your guards since everyone knew they were more like lethal weapons.

You gesture Jin to follow you and you both enter the room. The door shut behind you and if it weren't for Jin you would have fallen to your knees out of shock at the three men's well-being.

"Check them for poison and see if they're drugged up. Give me a guess as to what has them knocked out right now," You say after gaining your composure. You stared at the 3 men tied to the chairs in front of you, all of them passed out and slumping forward. Jin checked them one by one and came back to stand by you.

"No poison but all of them have been drugged. It's what keeps them compliant. They get them hooked and then they'll do anything for another dose. Looks like they just hit them unconscious though so one of them may wake up soon." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. A slight noise made you both jump and go on defense but it was just the 3rd guy slowly grumbling awake.

"Who-who are you?" He asked.

"Where did they kidnap you from?" Jin questioned him completely ignoring the question.

"Tit for tat Mister. Besides I was asking your superior." He replied, nodding towards you, taking Jin aback by his boldness given the situation.

"You can call me 'Miss', you told him, "Now answer the question."

"Does it matter? You'll either pick me and I leave to be someone's slave or I stay and rot in this hell. It's a lose-lose situation."

You were about to respond when a single gunshot ran out and Jin cursed before shoving you down. He was already in defense mode when the door sprang open to reveal Suga.

"Couple of the guards got a little nervous and fucking Jungkook couldn't keep his damn mouth shut, the cocky bastard. Picked a fight and before we realized it they pulled a gun on us. Looks like we're starting early Miss." Suga told the two of you before darting out the door to go kill more guards. You and Jin looked at each and nodded. Both of you pulled out your guns and got ready to leave the room and join the others.

"I'll go first Miss," He calmly stated and pushed open the door before you could reply.

"Stay here," you told the 3rd guy who was still the only one awake.

"Yeah as if I have anywhere to go," He snarkily replied and glanced down at his tied wrists. You quickly flipped open a switchblade and cut him free.

"Stay here." You said to him a little more firmly this time. He just looked at you in shock as if he couldn't believe you just cut him free and then asked him to stay in a place he despised.

Not having the time to wait and see if he would try to make a run for it, you head out to where the chaos reigns. Bodies lay strewn across the floors and you sidestep them easily making your way to where you were sure the mastermind behind this whole sex trafficking ring was. Meeting eyes with Jungkook along the way you both nod to one another in agreement. There was only one way the both of you would make it to that dimly lit meeting room. Back to back shooting was a strategy you guys practiced on the regular, needing it often enough to warrant it.

You notice Jimin struggling in hand to hand combat, his face being punched repeatedly. You quickly fire out two bullets and the bodies of the guards lay at Jimin's feet. He gave you a charming smile and moved on to the next set of guards. J-Hope, V, and Jin all stand in a semi-circle and gun down the rest of the guards in that group. You quickly glanced around for Suga and see him stabbing a guard in the neck, painting the wall behind him red. Seeing as all the boys were fine, you make you way to Jungkook and begin your steady journey to the room.

"So I heard you're the one who started this party early." You slightly accuse him but he hears the joking tone of your voice and he smiles.

"They had it coming. Making lewd comments and being a little too nosey for my taste." He replied and you take comfort in the vibration form his voice against your back. It was in moments like these with your adrenaline flowing that you needed the reminders to keep grounded.

As you were about to reply a large group of guards surrounded you. Without another word you both aimed and fired, killing everyone without missing once. Blood littered the floor and you tried you best to not step in any but failed.

"It's like they don't even try," Jungkook whined.

Laughing you finish making your way to the door and kick it open. A man sat at a desk looking as if he were waiting for you.

"Ah the famous faceless Bangtan Boss, Y/N, has finally joined me," he drawls out.

"How do you know who I am?" You manage to growl out even though you were in sock he knew who you were.

"I hope I would know my own sisters name. I'm Chanyeol." He states raising an eyebrow and you almost choke on your spit. "I know you're confused so allow me to explain." He eyed the guns in both your hands and pointedly places his on the table as if surrendering. Neither you nor Jungkook bother to care, still aiming your guns at his head as he leans back in the chair further.

"Our dear father was a player Y/N. Countless flow of mistresses and the works of course. As a result, I was born but of course since I'm by legal definition a bastard child I was treated less than dirt. As soon as I found out he passed and left me with once again nothing, I vowed to get back at him. I would destroy all his hard work by making Seoul a living hell once again." The man finishes his little story looking pleased with himself. Silence fills the room.

"Look dude, I don't care who you think you are but this whole 'making Seoul a living hell again' thing isn't gonna work out." Jungkook spoke up for you and you secretly thanked him in your head. Chanyeol's eyes widen a bit as you both step forward and got ready to fire. Just as you finger gently pushed against the trigger, a bomb exploded near you causing you all to fall to the ground to clutch your ears.

"What the FUCK you guys!?" You shout out as soon as you can hear a little bit again. "I thought we agreed to no bombs!"

"We didn't bring any Miss. This must be them trying to get that dumbass out of here." Jungkook replied to you and you frantically looked around for your supposed half-brother. "He's gone." Your partner in crime answers for you and you sigh in annoyance. The guy behind this sickening scheme just slipped through your fingers.

"We'll find him." You nod in response mostly just comforting yourself. You both made your way to the main entrance meeting up with the others.

"Anyone hurt?" Jin asks taking out his cellphone and dialing paramedics and the hospital. It was normal for him to do this when the victims were in such a large number that he couldn't patch them up himself.

"Kinda?" Jimin spoke up.

"Jimin has a busted lip but other than that looks like we're all good," Jin reports back to you. You were sitting in the back of one of the many ambulances that arrived just 10 minutes ago sorting out all the medical bills as you had offered to pay for all the victims' treatments and even rehab.

"Help me up?" Jin gladly offers you his arm and you direct him to take you inside to the one room you had questioned one of the victims. You pass by a bunch of stretchers filled with dirty and tired looking men and you tried not to look, knowing you would get all sad if you did.

"How many survived?"

"Only 17 didn't make it. They got in the way during the shootout, thinking they wouldn't get hurt." Jin said. You make it to the room and were displeased to find it empty.

"Find me the guy we talked to…please." You added at the end, not wanting Jin to think you were unappreciative of all that he had already done for you today. He nodded once and disappeared leaving you staring at the dirty room. Only 5 minutes pass before he comes back to collect you, silently leading you to a stretcher that the guy you were searching for was laying on. You dismissed him to go to the others and he obliged.

"Can you hear me?" You ask softly facing the medical bed.

"Although the bomb that exploded near me disagrees, yes I can."

"Good," You let out a little laugh and reach out a hand to brush his hair out of his eyes. He sighed and leaned into the touch.

"Thank you." You heard his voice crack and you realized he was silently crying. Your heart ached at this. The joking guy you knew him to be was replaced by a broken little boy. How could this man keep such a good humor and be able to joke around in this kind of situation in the first place? It was no wonder he eventually cracked, you were just thankful it was when he already saved. A paramedic came and started to wheel the stretcher away.

"Wait!" You called out and the man in uniform stopped and looked back at you. The paramedic got the drift and he left you two together alone once again. You already made up your mind to take the man on the stretcher back home to the dorms you and the Elite 6 lived in no matter the others' complaints and personally make sure he was nursed back to health.

"What's your name sweetheart?" You asked him gently as if he would break apart if your voice was any louder.

"My name is Namjoon."

Authors Notes:

I hope you guys enjoyed it! I know it's long, I got a little carried away haha. I'd like to make a second part with fluff and some smut but not sure if this is enough or not? Let me know! All feedback is welcome!