Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/11595168. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: M/M Fandom: 방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS Relationship: Jeon_Jungkook/Park_Jimin, Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope/Min_Yoongi_|_Suga Character: Park_Jimin_(BTS), Jeon_Jungkook, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Kim_Taehyung_|_V Additional Tags: jikook_-_Freeform, Violence, trigger_warning, Blood, Dom/sub, Drugs, Alcohol, Gore, Abuse, namkook, Thriller, super_crazy, Mafia_AU, Pain, Sexual_Abuse, Jeon_Jungkook_is_a_drug_cartel_leader, Park_jimin_is_a teenager, depressing_family, min_yoongi_is_a_drug_lord, Jung_hoseok_is_a drug_lord, Kim_taehyung_is_a_drug_lord Stats: Published: 2017-07-24 Updated: 2017-08-12 Chapters: 2/? Words: 2983 ****** ShellShock *Mafia AU* ****** by Kawaiisushigun, Patdkookie Summary “Well I’ll be damned, it is him. They finally caught the rat.” Jimin slowly starts to recognise these two men from multiple police reports and the locals descriptions. The one who spoke was Ace and he’s accompanied by Blue. Fear shot through his spine like a bullet. “Hey don’t be so rough with him, we have to warm him up. Remember?” Blue speaks with a lighter, and somehow more comforting tone. - “B’ will be mad if we ruin our guest without his permission…again.”     Inspired By: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9omadSnX9HY Notes Jeon Jungkook- Bombshell “B” (19) The Leader of Shellshock The company was handed to him by his father The leader of the most powerful group in South Korea Never seen by anyone but his main workers Gets things done quickly but painfully Will not hesitate for anyone Anyone who dares to look him in the eyes, consider them dead   Kim Namjoon- Black Sabbath (24) The Leader of Yonaji Thinks everything through 6 times with varying results Has been with the company for years Was the main operator for Jungkook’s father as well Taught Jungkook how to fight Will take down anyone who looks at him wrong   Kim Seokjin-Boomerang (28) The Hacker The right-hand man of the Jeon family. Calm under pressure Can hack into anything Will die for any other member Genius.   Min Yoongi- Shiv (26) The Dirty Worker Obey or die Trigger happy Will kill you if you step out of line Once killed a man for not laughing at his joke (seriously) Has been around forever Listen to him, and you’ll live   Jung Hoseok- Ace (26) The Robber The best of the best If you can think of the crime, he’s done it Has killed more people than he can count Look at him too long and he’ll steal your soul Sticky fingers is an understatement Gets the dirty work done Often partnered with Min Yoongi   Kim Taehyung- Blue (23) The Beggar Does anything to get praise Would kill for a meal Stupid but skilful Once robbed a bank unarmed in the middle of the day Can talk himself out of any situation   Park Jimin- The Boy (17) The Boy Was never supposed to be here Innocent to an extent Too young to be in this place Smart but not wise Will stand up to anyone he can Not afraid to die Jungkook’s bitch. See the end of the work for more notes ***** Chapter 1 ***** Scene 1: “The Capture”      “What’s taking so long…?” Jimin mumbles under his breath, knowing the dangerous chances he’s taking. The flickering street lamp is the only light he’ll have before long, the light glowing through the visible breath leaking out of his lips.  Every noise he jumps to, worrying that it might be this time that something goes wrong, scrunching up into his jacket even more. Even though he hasn’t had very much, or any luck at all in his life he still hopes that maybe things will turn out alright. Lost in thought he doesn’t hear the footsteps slowly approaching him. He turns around expecting his client but is instead faced by two lean, yet tall men. Within seconds the horrible realisation finally hit him. Fear flew through his eyes as he tried to defend himself by throwing up his arms to block the incoming impact. This was it. The twist of fate. And to this, the curtain falls, to a dark, foreboding crimson red. Scene 2: “Tied up”      “ W….where am I?” Slowly coming to, Jimin realises the dire situation he’s in. Opening his eyes sent a painful shock wave through his head, where the men had struck him down. Wincing at the pain, he shut his eyes once more, listening to the very little sounds that were surrounding him. He could tell there was someone watching him, either through a camera lens or in person. He also understood that there was no getting out of where he was sat when he felt the tight ropes holding him down. Crisscrossed around his shoulders, to his wrists, to his ankles. “ This is where it ends…” Was the only thought that he could process at the moment. The dull ache pulsing through his head. He could feel the way his small frame was sat in the chair, slightly leaning towards the right as his head hung low. He fluttered his eyes open to be met with a dull grey room, with a single bare Edison bulb hanging above his head. Looking around, he was alone. Just as this thought sunk in he heard footsteps heading his way. He immediately tensed, preparing for the worst. The door flung open and sounded like thunder against the cement walls. In came two men both with surprising, and strikingly good looks for the current circumstances. One with a wide stance, resting a baseball bat roughly on his shoulders while the other playfully rested against him.      “Well I’ll be damned, it is him. They finally caught the rat.” Jimin slowly starts to recognise these two men from multiple police reports and the locals descriptions. The one who spoke was Ace and he’s accompanied by Blue. Fear shot through his spine like a bullet.      “Hey don’t be so rough with him, we have to warm him up. Remember?” Blue speaks with a lighter, and somehow more comforting tone. - “B’ will be mad if we ruin our guest without his permission…again.”      “Speak!” Ace demands Jimin to defend himself or at least try to help his case. Just seeing him silent infuriated him. With the sudden outburst of sound, the small boy in the chair jumped as high as possible, while still tied down. His heartbeat was beating at an inhuman speed as he looked up at the two captors. One seemed more playful than the other, but it could always be a sick, twisted game. The ropes began to dig into Jimin’s skin as he tried to situate himself in a more comfortable position. Both men were staring at Jimin like they had never seen a teenager before.       “Welp. I guess we should play with him a little before B gets here.” Blue steps away from his partner in crime into better light. In doing so the true beauty of his figure was exposed. With a perfectly symmetrical face and tall, yet lean form, Jimin couldn’t help but stare in confusion. He would never be seen as a criminal in public. As he starts to approach, a booming voice echoes throughout the room, stopping him in his tracks. Heavy steps soon follow after.   Scene 3: “Pink to Red”        “Now, what the fuck do you think you're doing?” the roaring voice echoed through the cement hallway. Both men stood dead in their tracks, as a rectangular smile rose across Blue’s face. Jimin peaked his head around the boy in front of him to lay eyes on an even more attractive young man. Too young, but I guess you could say the same thing for Jimin. You could see a black polished hand gun resting in his left hand. Once more the boy’s heart rate picked up. The new man had an almost menacing stature to him, as he stared Jimin down across the room. He took a deep breath and ran his hand threw his hair as he stalked towards Jimin much like that of a snake crawling towards a prey. He was almost perfect looking.      "I heard you had a little sister?" He paused and looked into Jimin’s eyes. Jimin nodded his head just slightly to confirm this.      “Well, do I have the gift for you then, rat. Blue!” he yelled making them both jump.      “Would you please, oh please bring in our guest’s welcome home present?” His grin was evil and as big as the Cheshire Cats. A small child was then dragged into the room from right outside the hallway. She was ragged and thin, with a death grip onto the little pink blanket, which Jimin had recognised immediately. She was no older than 5, yet the fear and pain in her eyes could have easily been matched with that of a grown man’s. She was thrown to the ground at Jimin’s feet. You could see as she began to reach for Jimin’s worn out boots, a foot came down onto her small body. The foot belonging to no other than the new men. Tears started to come streaming down Jimin’s face as he realised what danger he had put her in.       "Please, she's just a child, she didn't do anything wrong! Please!" The new man whips out the black handgun that looks polished, and with one glance, shoots the bullet into her right temple.The life draining out of her as her final breath was released. Jimin looked defenceless and empty. His hollow eyes slowly gazing at the small, broken little girl in front of him. The realisation hit that this was it . His flower. His breaths became small little bursts of air as he was forced to accept what had just happened. He looked back up at the man who had just killed the only light in Jimin’s life, tears flowing down his cheeks, teeth clenched together, and lips separated.      “Oh my dear, don't cry.” the man took a sudden soft turn to wipe the tears, in an almost comforting manner. Jimin leant into the hand on his cheek out of instinct just to be shot out of it as a large sound of skin on skin contact rang through the air. Jimin’s cheek stung. The room was still.      “Boys, dispose of this.” he pointed to the ground as he turned away from the scene as he headed towards the door. “Oh, and give the boy some water. I need his ready for my session tonight.” and with the flip of his hand, the door had slammed behind him, leaving the three of them once more. Jimin couldn’t look away from his little sister on the ground, dark red crimson pooling at his feet. One last tear left his eye, and he could almost swear he saw a look of pity on the so called Blue’s face. The small body was carried out, and a bowl of water was left at his feet, unable to reach it, it was a pure torture device. The heavy metal door closed once more, and there he was again, alone. Frighteningly alone.   ***** Chapter 2 ***** Scene_1:_“Nightmare”   Shrouded in the never ending nightmares, Jimin is faced with the corpse of his younger sister. With tears of blood, she begs him to come back home.      "Why did you do this to me?" Says the girl with a heavy heart and a hollow shell. She slowly approaches him, reaching out just to say,      “Please, come back home.” He's then suddenly ripped from his hell with a splash of ice cold water.      “Sorry to be so rough with ya’, but B wants you to head up now.” Jimin’s eyes widen at the sudden awakening, laying eyes upon the two men that he had met yesterday.        “We’re going to untie you and take you to his office. I’d be shakin’ right now if I were you.” With that warning from Blue, Jimin starts to grasp the situation. He starts to think of any and all possible ways to escape but decides that his best chances were to cooperate. Afterall, he had nothing to fight for anymore. The two men start to cut the rope away and roughly sit him up. Jimin looks down at his feet were not even 6 hours ago his sister was shot and torn away from him. The crimson stain stabbing his heart as if he had witnessed it again, and again. The men shove him towards the small door frame. Once he steps out into the hallway he starts to feel uneasy. Perhaps it was the warning, or the hot, thick air. All he knew was that he was most likely going to die once he stepped into B’s chamber. This thought made his heart sink. The men walk him through the narrow corridor to a larger door with an emerald frame. He felt as if he was looking into the eye of the beast as soon as he saw the words “Torture Chamber”  printed on the centre. Jimin silently awaits the pitch-black void.   Scene_2:_“Pain_or_pleasure?”   B was by no means empathetic. He would be able to kill anything and everything without blinking an eye. Much like a sociopath, he doesn't believe in allowing your emotions to break the surface. However he wasn’t born this way, he was created to be “Bombshell”, a cold blooded killer meant to please his father. Maybe if his father even considered him as his child, with his own blood swirling in his veins instead of a killing machine meant to lead, his future could have been different. This, unfortunately, isn't the case. All these thoughts crash through his mind like a freight train, slamming into one another as he awaits his new guest in his “torture” chamber. He slowly sips the hard whiskey, burning his throat with every taste. The door then creaks open, bringing in unwanted light and outlining the three figures. A small smile slowly starts to creep onto his lips.      “Ah, my dear welcome,” B said raising his glass slightly as if he was showcasing the room. Jimin’s heart jumped as he looked around, witnessing what his future had in store for him. There was everything you could ever imagine, just sitting there, staring back at him.      “Do you like it Boy?” the voice came once more. He looked back at B to see him smirking with the glass against his lips. Jimin was shoved forwards, further into the room as the door behind him slammed shut, leaving the two of them alone.       “Well,” throwing the glass back down on the table beside him, he starts walking towards Jimin. The dark leather boots landing heavily on the floor with every step. The world tremored under them, Jimin tried to take steps back away from him, only to fail by backing into a wall. His heart rate was through the roof as he looked into the eyes of the psychotic killer who had just ripped his little sister away from him. Jimin tried to be as big as possible, to not look so horribly pathetic as true fear ripped through him. He knew that what ever B had pulled him in here for was not going to be good. Especially because of the look of pity Blue had given him before they threw him into the cage with the wild beast. Jimin’s back hit the wall with a thud, B took another step towards Jimin and placed his hand upon Jimin’s cheek, slowly gliding it down to his jaw. A small chuckle escaped B’s lips as he grasped Jimin’s throat in a strong hold. Slowly putting pressure on his oesophagus. An immediate reflex for Jimin was to try to pry the hands off, but with fail, B laughed more. He was much stronger than Jimin had expected, as he tried to grasp at the fingers around him. B’s eyes burned into Jimin’s flailing form. After about 30 seconds of this, Jimin’s face began to fall as the remaining oxygen slipped out of his lungs. B took this as a time to stop. He wanted his prey alive when he destroyed it. B took all of the force in him and threw Jimin down to the cement floor, his body landing hard. Jimin laid gasping for air with tears in his eyes.      “I’ll show you pain and pleasure you’ve never felt before.” With this statement, B picked Jimin up by the neck and dragged him to a table surrounded by toys and devices. B threw him against the metal table and aggressively pressed his mouth against Jimin’s, forcefully slipping his tongue in and dominating. He wrapped his arms around Jimin’s back, not letting him escape. Once he released Jimin gasped for air with cherry red cheeks, showing his captor his inexperience. This only made B crave him even more. Jimin felt horrible, his face and body burning with an anticipation that brought him shame. B picked him up by the legs and sat him roughly on the table. Conflicting emotions ran through Jimin’s head as B’s touch burned his skin. Slowly B starts to take Jimin’s shirt off looking him in the eyes like a beast. Jimin let out a little moan of pleasure and fear. He had never done this before, and B could tell.      “You belong to me,” B said biting his neck, leaving a large welt. Jimin let out a little cry. Like a flip of a coin, B became violent and slapped Jimin in the face just to follow it with another devastating kiss. Jimin sat there questioning his body. “ Why are you acting like this? ” he asked himself.  B ran his hands down his small thin torso, lightly nipping at the skin in various places. Nails digging in wherever they seem fit, causing more cries of pain and pleasure to escape the pillow like lips of the smaller boy.      “Open wide...” He demanded as he plunged 2 fingers into the boy’s mouth. Fingers hitting the back of his throat sending a gagging sound to ring through the air.      “Music to my ears.” He said as he shoved them in deeper causing Jimin to shake in anticipation. He slowly pulled his fingers out, feeling every inch of his mouth. The tension in the air could kill. And the anticipation for what’s to come drove them both mad. B pushed Jimin down onto the table and started to tie him down. Jimin was in a daze and could barely even stand. The ropes burned into the exposed flesh. The coarse fibres of the material pinned Jimin down, with strength greater than his own. Ties around wrists and ankles, with a single line strung across the boy's neck. He was strung out like a doll, with fighting limbs. Though Jimin knew that escape was impossible, fighting is. He fought back with all of the leftover energy that he had saved up. His body strained against the ropes, and B just sat there and watched. A wicked smirk making his way to his lips. He ran his hands down the boy's small frame once more, watching as he squirmed and writhed underneath his touch. He stood over the boy with such dominance and power, that Jimin couldn't even move. The smirk not moving from his lips, he reached down to the youngers crotch, slowly rubbing up and down. Jimin’s breath caught in his throat, cursing his body for reacting the way it did. A small chuckle arose from his captor’s lips.      “You like that bitch?” B’s deep voice rang through the room as Jimin tried to escape the touch.      “Boss!” the door slammed open, smashing into the wall. B’s head whips around, hand still on the boy, with a now very relieved look on his face. Ace flies through the doorway with a sense of immediate urgency.      “We have new intel about Yonaji.”   B stops to then look down at his victim, slowly gliding his up to his throat. Clamping his hand down viciously one last time before whispering, “Whore.” B then swiftly turns towards his subordinate, following him out of the chamber. With a slam, Jimin is left bound to his stage.   Scene_3:_“Yonaji” Ace and B make their way through the dark corridor, leading them up to a metal door labelled “Security”. Bringing the door open with a slam B proceeds through the room with a burning rage. He’s been looking for a reason to initiate a full on gang war against Yonaji. With this new information, he’s ready to trigger an onslaught. On a large screen above their heads they watch as the leader, Black Sabbath; gain access into their main strip club, the Cat House. With his two companions, Boomerang and Shiv he struts in as if he was the owner. Seeing this filled B with a flaming rage.      “Contact the manager. I want it on lock down now.”      “Are we going in?”      “Yes. Expect blood shed.” and with that final answer, B spins around and storms out of the room preparing for battle. End Notes Go check out the video linked above! Go give it a thumbs up! ***VIDEO NOT MADE BY ME*** Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!