His sharp eyes slid across the bar discretely, drawing in the features of everyone in the room and committing them to memory. Soonyoung's brow rose when he finally spotted the person he had come there for.
She was a petite girl, entirely too plain for her own good. Her hair was long and black, the shine to it making it very clear an ounce of any chemical had never dared defile the virginity of its roots. She was dressed in a button-down white shirt and black slacks, a gray apron tied tightly around her thin waist, though still too large to lay flat against her stomach like it should. That was a sign that she didn't receive nearly as much nutrition as she should have, and by the look of the bags under her dark eyes, sleep was also foreign to her.
It wasn't very fitting at all for such a small creature to be working at a rowdy bar, her small frame and malnourishment would do nothing for her in the event some drunk asshole decided to take advantage of her.
It was a good thing, what Soonyoung was sent to do. With no family and a miserable life, he would simply be helping her put an end to her melancholy existence.
Perhaps she'll be reborn under better circumstances.
That's something he always told himself when he was sent on these little tasks, a stand-in for Death when the case was nothing too serious and a waste of time.
Soonyoung continued to watch the girl as the evening progressed, his presence clouded behind the mass of people crowding the bar, calling for her and the other waitress's attention whenever they needed a drink refilled. But even so, he wasn't sure how she had managed to be so diligent as to spot everyone, and her dull eyes eventually landed on him. He could tell by the way her brows rose just a fraction and how her pale cheeks tinted the lightest shade of pink that she had noticed he was staring at her.
"Cute." He muttered to himself under his breath. With a mixture of both haste and hesitation, he saw her grab a notepad and pen from the counter and begin pushing her way through. One man stopped her on her way, his hand reaching up and cupping the back of her thigh. Unable to turn him down, she gave him a wry smile and pointed in Soonyoung's direction, the helpless look in her eyes clear evidence of her trying to escape.
The man, burly and unshaven threw one glance at Soonyoung's table before turning back to the girl with a crooked grin. She yelped when he slapped her thigh and gave it a rough squeeze, dismissing her a second later with a wave of his hand.
Faster than before, she hurried to his table, and Soonyoung had to stop himself making the old bastard drop dead in his seat. The downsides of being a good guy with a bad guy's job description. He couldn't act impulsively on morals, even when he wanted and had the power to.
"How can I help you, sir?" She stood in front of him, notepad ready, her voice quivering ever-so-slightly, almost as if she could feel something was off about him. For a girl that looked so weak, Soonyoung could tell she was at the very least intuitive and critical of her surroundings.
Doing his job might turn out to be harder than he anticipated.
"No, thank you."
His curt reply left her a little shocked, and she blinked a few times before nodding and slipping her notepad into her apron. She gave him an inquisitive once over before bowing politely and slowly turning away to return to the bar.
It was then that Soonyoung noticed he wasn't the only one tasked with something concerning that girl.
On instinct, his eyes flickered toward the door of the bar, a pull drawing him into the newest visitor. He wasn't surprised to see him either, he had even expected him to show up sooner than he had. He saw Jihoon's eyes move to his and they locked gazes for a brief moment before Jihoon's lips curved into a cat-like smile and he turned away, his focus now clearly evident on the same target.
Jihoon, unlike Soonyoung, preferred to stay under the radar, the use of magic keeping his presence a secret from anyone of the human world. It was because of that magic that he was able to stand next to the girl for the rest of the evening, his brown eyes maneuvering between her fragile frame and Soonyoung's taut frown.
Soonyoung sighed. His job had definitely become a lot harder now that his brother was here.
The night progressed and early morning came, three o'clock marking the time her shift ended and she began making her way to leave. Jihoon followed her insistently, his own task a priority. It wasn't until she moved to use the lady's restroom that Jihoon seemed to pause.
Soonyoung found himself chuckling bitterly at his brother's naivety. He knew full well that he could go with the girl, but out of decency and what he assumed was a habit of his former life, Jihoon stood outside the door instead, and although he masked it well, Soonyoung could see the frazzled glint beneath the surface of his eyes.
It was the perfect scenario for him to take advantage of and without hesitation, Soonyoung warped himself into the lady's room and leaned against the wall as she sat in the stall. The toilet flushed and the door opened before she stepped out and made her way to the sink, not yet noticing the stranger's presence. Without a second thought, he moved behind her, his aura casting a chill down her spine and she looked up to her reflection in the mirror to find him staring behind her, his eyes glowing a crystal blue color.
She wasn't given the chance to scream before everything went black for her.
Her body collapsed to the ground in a heap, a thud echoing throughout the bathroom when her temple hit the concrete flooring. Soonyoung didn't even flinch as he stepped away from her body and opened the door to the bathroom, coming face to face with Jihoon.
The shorter male glanced behind him to see her on the floor, blood from her head trauma beginning to pool around her. His eyes sparked a yellow shade as he glared back at Soonyoung, his face set in a hard expression. "You bastard."
"It was her time." Was all Soonyoung said before he stepped past Jihoon and left the bar without looking back.
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So, this is the prologue to my first Seventeen fic, and my first fic here on Wattpad. I hope to hear some feedback since I'm so new to this T^T
Thank you
-Kai
edited: 1/23/18
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The Devil's Sons [Seventeen]
FanfictionOne was sent to damn her into a life of eternal misery. The other was sent to save her. Neither had the intention of loving her.
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