Dystopia -Government Borders-

@(D) Calvin Vail [ sorry it took so long orz ]

It'd been so long since Daehyun had been in the vicinity of the Government borders. He hadn't even made it there yet but the closer he got, the sicker he felt. But the feeling was only subtle as he was more determined to save his dying lover. That was the only thing on his mind, the only thing that gave him the strength to keep going. Sure he was scared as hell, and some doubts crossed his mind that he'd come out alive...but he weighed his options. It was either wait around and possibly have to put his lover out his misery himself or risk his own life to try and save him. And the latter sounded more promising, even with the chance that Daehyun could get caught...or worse. Sighing deeply, he pushed his thoughts aside, refusing to over think and discourage himself from following through. He'd already traveled hours to get this close...there was no turning back. Besides, Jongup needed him to be strong..and the younger loved the male too much to give up on him.

As he neared the guarded gate, he hid behind trees, examining the area to see where he could sneak in. His heart raced nervously realizing that his only way over was to climb over the gate. Without any second though, he moved through the bushes and trees, keeping a distance from the gate but enough to see of any guards wandered on the other side. Once the area seemed clear he took a deep breath before sprinting for the wall. He hopped onto one of the iron railings, quickly climbing up to the top. He kept his eyes peeled for any roving guards, lucky enough to see none. Once he got to the top, he pulled himself over and climbed down till it was safe to jump off without hurting himself. The second his feet hit the ground, he ran to hide behind a building, panting from the growing anxiety. He peeked around the building, eyes narrowing as he noticed a single guard walking down the street.

A risky idea came to mind and he decided to follow the guard, keeping himself hidden behind the building. At the end of the building, he paced down the alley that lead to the street the guard was on. He stopped at the corner and peeked around it enough to see the guard coming his way. He hid himself again, closing his eyes and exhaling to calm down. Each second passed and the guards footsteps grew near. Daehyun waited for the right oppurtnuity for him to get within range, sliding the dagger Jongup had given him earlier out its casing. Once he sensed the guard passing by, he quickly grabbed the male from behind, slitting his throat in seconds before dragging the lifeless body back into the dark alley. "I'm sorry..." He muttered shakily while kneeling down and removing the helmet from the guard. One by one, he took each article of his uniform off the dead body before stripping out of his own clothes. He quickly changed into the guard's uniform, then put on the helmet before lastly adjusting the bulletproof vest. Unsure of what to do with the body, Daehyun, out of sympathy, picked up his jacket and placed it over the guard. Letting out a shaky breath, he returned the knife back to its casing before running off to the main building.

@(D) Kim Namjoon As the other tried to shake Youngjae awake, he eventually did as his eyes fluttered open from his deep trance. He'd never felt so weak before, as he struggled to keep his lids from closing while looking up at Namjoon. This process was far more painful than he thought. However, he slightly nodded, exhaling deeply as a way to somewhat comfort himself. It didn't work as he found himself crying out in pain again. But this time the hurt was worse. He felt as if his insides were being ripped out and a deafening static rung in his ears. Once the chip was removed, the pain surprisingly stopped together, and he finally relaxed, heaving a long sigh of relief. Everything slowly started to feel different now, almost as if he felt less cold. He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling slowly. Faint memories played in his head again, but this time they were a little more clearer. As he heard Namjoon's voice, he opened his eyes, and looked over at him, a little warmed by his smile. "Well, my head is hurting right now to start..." He sassed, but softened his expression, "But...I feel...different. I don't... know how to pin a word to it yet..." He said in surprisingly gentle tone, something that wasn't like his usual monotone voice.

[[ its perfectly okay! i understand ♡ ]]

@(D) Yoo Youngjae He was really careful while removing the chip from Youngjae's neck. Even the smallest mistake he made may end up with something fatal. It was almost finished he just need to hold on for a few more minutes. Namjoon raised his head for a moment to check the cyborg after he fell silent. Looking at the cyborg who is just fainted he put away the tool in his hand. He reached at Youngjae's shoulders shaking him to wake him up. It was necessary for him to be conscious during the progress. After shaking him for a few times more and there was no reply he grabbed a syringe from the back and stabbed it into his arm without thinking. The cyborg immediately woke up and started to look around with his eyes wide open until his gaze met with Namjoon's. ''You need to stay conscious Youngjae. I'm almost done so please try to stay awake, okay?''. He said as he grabbed the tool again and turned all of his attention back at the chip. After a few minutes, the chip was separated from his neck successfully. Namjoon took a deep breath as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his collar. He threw away the tools on his hand and walked next to Youngjae with a warm smile on his face. ''Okay we're finally done. How are you feeling?''

(I didn't have any internet connection for few days so i'm really sorry for the late reply!!!! orz)

@(D) Won Jongjin Unintentionally, Youngjae flinched as the other gripped the bed, not expecting to have his face turned to meet the other's. His cold expression surprisingly, hadn't phased him, and he found himself glaring right back. He had no intent on fighting the leader, even as trained as he was. Jongjin ruled over everyone, made the training programs for everyone, he'd be a fool to think he could fight him and win. Without saying a word, he kept his glare on the man even after he let go. "For /my/ own good?" He repeated, rolling his eyes then looking away. "You worry about no one but yourself. What you are doing is for your own good, sir." He snapped, not even caring that the man left soon after. The room was silent and uneasy now. Youngjae was starting to realize Jongjin was hiding something from him. The man was never this vague or dismissive of anything, and the strange behavior made him suspicious. He laid down to sleep again, covering himself with the thin blanket. If Jongjin thought locking him up would be easy, he was determined to prove the man wrong.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae Jongjin arched an eyebrow after hearing the cyborg's words, his anger slowly rising with his reluctance. He turned to face Youngjae, leaning down and gripping the rails of the hospital bed. He reached a hand to grab the cyborg's chin, forcing him to look at him. He stared directly into the other's eyes with a certain coldness. "And what are you going to do, hm? Fight me? I'll have you dead in a matter of seconds Azarael. You're a threat to me and everyone else here right now." He let go, then straightened up, turning his back to the cyborg. "In the morning, if you haven't anything new to tell me...You will be sitting in a prison cell. It is for your own good." With that, Jongjin began walking out the hospital room.

@(D) Won Jongjin Youngjae's eyes widened realizing he'd been accused of lying, and he couldn't keep his eyes off the leader. Why would he think he was lying? His words hurt, and he wasn't sure why. Youngjae only wanted help to figure out what was wrong with him, and for it to be brushed off...His eyes narrowed at the leader, starting to wonder if he knew things he hadn't. He sighed and lowered his gaze to his lap again. His hands curled into a fist, suddenly feeling angry that he wasn't given the grace of being at least understood. "But sir...I'm not lying. I am being truthful, these are things that I am hearing and seeing in my head!" His voice sounded a little more desperate than he wanted to. But with the threat of being locked away until he found a real reason, Youngjae dreaded the idea.He shook his head, refusing to be imprisoned. "No. Something is very wrong with me, and I plan on finding out what it is. I can't do that if you lock me away."

@(D) Yoo Youngjae Jongjin listened carefully to his words, keeping a straight face despite the information he was being told. He knew exactly what was wrong with Youngjae, and it wasn't because of any his failed technology. His memories were coming back, something Jongjin hadn't planned on happening. His expression went cold after hearing the question, then looked over at the cyborg. "No one." He mumbled sternly, before standing and looking down at the other. "You're going ing nuts, Azarael. Do you hear yourself? At least if you plan on lying to me, make it something more believable." But he knew the other wasn't lying. Jongjin mentally cursed himself, as he thought he had made it clear to his scientist to clear his memory completely. Now he had a bone to pick with his other workers, none of these s knew how to do anything right. He sighed deeply and looked away. "You have until the morning to figure out a better reason than that. Otherwise, I'm suspending you from missions for the time being. And you'll reside in the cells so that you don't hurt anyone else. Is that understood?"

@(D) Won Jongjin With those words in mind, Youngjae nodded obediently. "I understand." He stated simply. The thing about it, however, is that Youngjae had no idea what the cause of any of his episodes were. If they weren't so unpredictable, he would have learned to at least control it by now. He finally gathered up the strength to look at the man after hearing his sigh, sensing that he was a little calmer now. "I...I understand sir." He said softly, bothered since that was the truth of it. Youngjae was the newest of the cyborgs, but even he could tell that since his existence here, the mindset of the Government area was fearful. People were beginning to loose trust in Jongjin since Youngjae had proven to be such a threat to them. In the eyes of everyone, he was a monster. He lowered his gaze to the floor, before speaking. "I just...I hear voices and see all these blurred images. I hear a name always...Youngjae..Then I hear yelling...what sounds like me yelling, but after that...I black out." Youngjae shifted a little on the bed, leaning back to rest on the pillow. The name stuck with him the most. He wasn't sure who Youngjae was, and why it held so much of an importance. He looked over at the man, taking a risk of asking such a thing, but he had to. "Who is Youngjae?"

@(D) Yoo Youngjae "You'd better figure it out soon. I'll be left without an army, ing around with you." He snapped, glaring at the cyborg. Not that he'd let it get to that point. If he had too, he would kill Youngjae if it meant he kept his army. He hated that it was the only option, since clearly replacing his chips with stronger ones wasn't working. He heaved a sigh in attempt to settle his anger, then took a seat in the chair next to the cyborg. "Listen..." He started, brushing his hand through his hair in frustration. "You are one of my strongest, most reliable assets. I need you to pull yourself together, or else I have no choice but to dispose of you." He stated bluntly, then frowned. "It's pretty ing unpleasant to deal with everyone looking at me as if I can't keep control of my creations. So tell me, what the hell is going on through your mind before you black out?"

@(D) Won Jongjin Hearing the angered Jongjin, Youngjae sighed deeply, not realizing he would have to face him so soon. Quite frankly, the leader was the only human being Youngjae would admit to being scared of. He was heartless, just like he was, but for Jongjin it was a choice. That fact, just knowing that a human would purposely be so evil, was nerve-wrecking. Youngjae didn't understand what could push anyone to that point. He winced slightly at the kick to the bed, then exhaled again before opening his eyes. "Sir, I know.." He muttered under his breath, looking away, refusing to face the man in this state. "I don't..I don't know what happened to me. I blacked out." He sat up in the bed, staring down at his palms. "I apologize, sir. But I can only guarantee it won't happen again, if I figure out what triggers the malfunctioning. I still don't understand..each episode I have is...unpredictable."

@(D) Yoo Youngjae Jongjin sat in his dim lit office, clouds of smoke hovering in the room from his cigarette. He huffed to add another layer of smoke in the room, a scowl on his face since he was thinking about the troubling call he had gotten. "That ing cyborg...always giving me trouble." He grumbled out loud, to no one, harshly putting out his cigarette in an ashtray. Ever since they had turned him, it'd been nothing but death on his side. Killing his scientist, destroying his equipment, killing his guards, killing everyone that kept his army up. Sure he was good for missions, and did his missions well in regards to rebels. But god was it frustrating to deal with when the death toll was on his side. His hand balled into a fist from the frustration. He was starting to loose control of the cyborg, and it angered him to no end. The only reason he had his soldiers take Youngjae, was because of much of a legend he was among the rebels. Jongjin became selfish, he wanted that kind of power on his side. But now it was retaliating. And none of his high tech chips were proving enough to perfect Youngjae. He had to figure out something as he didn't want to result to just killing the cyborg off all together. Sighing, he got up from his chair, deciding to pay the inhuman a visit.

It didn't take him long to find the room Youngjae was resting in. Just seeing him through the glass door, sleeping, pissed him off. How ing dare he be sleeping after what he had done. Scowling, Jongjin opened the door and walked inside. "Hey, you ing scum." He mumbled as he walked towards the cyborg. He stood next to the bed, giving it a harsh kick to wake him up. "Azareal...I'm not stupid. Get up. You've got some explaining to do."

@(D) Won Jongjin Early within the night, Youngjae was half asleep on a hospital bed. The scientist had left him alone hours before since he hadn't shown any signs of waking soon. Prior to that,earlier that day, Youngjae was involved in a raid with other soldiers and cyborgs, fighting off a horde of rebels that had broken in. Things were looking good,until Youngjae, out of nowhere, malfunctioned and blacked out, and began attacking his own allies. Even killing them. Back up had been called to desperately detain him, and even the few remaining rebels were able to get away. Before any help arrived, Youngjae had overexerted himself and fainted. The mission was a fail, and the word had gotten out to Jongjin about it.

Though even despite the past event, and knowing the wrath he'd probably have to endure from the leader, Youngjae continued to rest. Having this imperfection was starting to get tiring, as he was a constant danger to anyone around him. It left him wondering when the leader would grow tired of him, and dispose of him accordingly. At the moment, it seemed like the most promising option.

@(D) Kim Namjoon As the other spoke, Youngjae listened closely, in attempt to find some comfort in his words. Although he was wired to feel little to no emotion at all, he couldn't deny the truth of being...nervous. He may have been some brainless doll of the government, but in the eyes of the rebels he called family and friends, he was probably a traitorous monster. They wouldn't understand, at least that's what his last thought was on it. He flinched a little as he felt the hand on his shoulder, and gazed over at the Namjoon. The sincerity of his voice caught him off guard, and made he second think what he'd thought of before. Sighing, he looked away and closed his eyes. "Maybe. If they weren't killed by my hands." He mumbled, and left it at that. "Good. I'm getting tired of laying here." Was his last words before a sudden, immense pain shot through his body, causing him to cry out in pure agony. His hands balled so tightly that his nails pricked his skin, and he bit down hardly on his lip in attempt to endure the pain. But it was hard, hissing and whimpering the more the other dug to remove the chip. It hurt a lot more than he imagined. Even mentally, his mind was going haywire, and he nearly wanted to beg for the other to stop. However, the chance was lost as his breaths became erratic, and his vision started to blur and darken. And soon, rather than later, the cyborg fell silent, having fainted from the intense stress caused from the chip being removed.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae The cyborg had concerns and Namjoon understood it. Even if Youngjae turns back to normal, his earlier life possibly won't be the same. It wasn't his fault to be captured Namjoon thought. It also wasn't him that killed a lot of people. It was the government. He was just a puppet for them. A puppet that can't control himself and isn't aware of what he is doing. At least everything will be better once he get out of this place. "Look I understand you but people can't blame you for what happened. It wasn't you that killed a lot of people. It was a brainless doll controlled by government." He walked towards the cyborg and put his hand on Youngjae's shoulder. "Plus you definitely have loved ones back at your home. Don't you think that they will be so happy seeing you back alive and normal. After I get you out of here of course." He said in a sincere voice as he was trying to relax Youngjae. "Now let's get into work shall we? It won't take long I promise." he said before he started to detach the chip.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae () jongup would kill him hejsjejeje not kill but i mean he would do something
well talk dae about it and if he is okay i am okay hehe <3

@(D) Moon Jongup [[ okay I will. ♥ I'm kind of stuck between wanting Jae to black out and accidentally hurt Dae or not. idk what do you think? lol ]]

@(D) Yoo Youngjae () yeah that would be good hehe

@(D) Moon Jongup [[ ahh yes we should!! would you like me to talk to dae? ]]

@(D) Yoo Youngjae As the other seemed still nervous, Jongup started feeling anxious about their escape too. Turning his gaze to the other, he nodded his head still not being sure if he should trust him or not. But it was his only chance. So he sighed and started walking forward, motioning the other to come. Entering the alleyway the other had caught him before he sighed. He questioned everything once again. But soon continued walking.

() should we tell dae about the plot djjskaksks

@(D) Moon Jongup Youngjae sighed softly, not completely relieved. Although he was glad they were outside the borders, he still felt slightly tense. He turned his head to look at the other after hearing his questions. Sighing, he looked away then replied in surprisingly calm tone. "You don't have to worry about me hurting your Daehyun...or you. I have other things to be concerned about. However, in all honesty, I have no control over my malfunctioning. Just....stay away from me if that happens." He his expression became sullen, starting to think about his past life. Or if it was even the truth or not. Either way, he wanted to find out the truth. And what he would do with it, even he was unsure.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae He nodded his head and started following the cyborg without saying a word. Although he had done that before, escaping from the government building, he was still nervous. Especially when they were this close to the main gate.
He stood there at the back of the cyborg, his head lowered on the ground since he felt the gaze of the guardian on himself. But soon he relieved hearing the approval of the guardian. He walked behind Youngjae, leaving the building. He sighed out of relief. "Youngjae.. I.. I can trust you right? You won't hurt Daehyun?"

@(D) Moon Jongup Pleased with the disguise, Youngjae nodded then lead the other out the room. "You used to be one of us, I'm sure you can put on an act good enough to go unnoticed." The cyborg had mumbled in response. Eventually, they made their way through the building, just a distance away from the Main gate. Youngjae wasn't surprised no one had suspected much, but the hard part was getting passed the gate.
As they approached the gate, Youngjae walked ahead of the other, motioning his hand back as if telling Jongup to stay back. The guard asked for Youngjae's Government ID, and he gave it, before noticing his eyes fixing on Jongup. "He is with me, you don't have to card him. You know that." The guard didn't speak, only kept his eyes on Jongup before sighing and shrugging a bit. "Fine. Go on." Youngjae was relieved when the gates opened, and he looked back at the other, nodding his head for him to follow. Something wasn't right, Youngjae could sense it. But he didn't care, walking right out the gate.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae Hearing his explanation, Jongup nodded his head slightly feeling relieved since the other was really careful about anything. He looked at the guard uniform with disgust on his face. Once again he had to wear those clothes that were belonged to government. Only the sight of it made him want to throw up. But he didn't have any choice, therefore he put them on quickly. Pulling his hoodie over his head, he put on the face masked and looked at the other for his approval. "Let's hope so. Not all are stupid." He mumbled before walking out of the room with the other, bowing his head down to avoid any kinds of eye contact. His only hope was to get through this quickly and see his lover.

@(D) Moon Jongup Without a word, Youngjae closed the door then stepped towards the other, unlocking the handcuffs. "I don't want to go through the trouble of sneaking around. The risk of getting caught is slim, but I want to be as careful as possible. Especially since you're injured still." He explained. Although he was a cyborg made to fight and kill, he only wanted to do it if it was necessary. In this case, he didnt want to, not wanting to bring any suspicion whatsoever. He walked towards the closet, opening it to pull out a guard uniform, a black hoodie and a mouth mask. He looked at the other and tossed him the clothes. "I know you don't want to, but put those on and make sure you keep the hoodie over your head. It'll keep anyone from noticing who you are." Youngjae sighed, pulling his own hoodie over his head. "We'll head straight out the main gate, that way they won't suspect anything. The guards there are stupid, they'll mistake you for a trainee or something."

@(D) Yoo Youngjae As the other shoved him forward he hissed in pain. His shoulder still hurt and it was even worse now. He let out a sigh out of frustration, rolling his eyes since the cyborg can't see him anyways. As they started to go in the direction of the head's room, Jongup looked back with suspicion thinking what if he was betraying him. But he soon realized it was just to stay away from suspicion when they were in the employer's rooms hall. He relieved immediately and got inside the room the cyborg shoved him into. "So now what?" He turned to the other waiting for a plan.

@(D) Moon Jongup Youngjae stared blankly at the other's puppy eyes, slightly grimacing before shaking his head and roughly grabbing his arm to shove him forward. "I won't if you keep looking at me like that." But walking behind him, he had a small smile, secretly amused by the other. He directed the other out the prison area, walking at the other's side now, hand on his arm, pretending to lead him the way to the Government head's office. He assumed Jongup wondered why they were going this way, but he hoped the other understood it was only to keep suspicion off them. Youngjae had a plan, and just needed to get to them both to his room, which was thankfully, not very far from the office. He lead the other down the hall, stopping once he was at the door of his room. He pressed in a code to unlock it, then opened the door. "Go." He mumbled, motioning for him to go inside, before looking away to make sure no one saw them.

@(D) Kim Namjoon Hearing everything that the employee was saying left Youngjae in a state of disbelief. Part of him wanted to believe that what Namjoon was saying had been true, since he worked here and probably witnessed it. However, part him didn't want to believe something that evil happened to him. Even hearing him say proud the government was of catching him, was sickening and disrespectful. As if they had treated him like some kind of trophy while his past loved ones probably mourned. His expression turned cold, and he heaved an angry sigh, his hands balling into a fist. But he calmed down hearing the change of tone in the other's voice. "Even if I get my memories back..." The cyborg started, his voice suddenly soft and sullen, still staring up at the ceiling, not even paying attention to Namjoon gathering up tools. "What..happens after that? Won't everything be far too late to fix? I've killed countless of people in the rebel area since...this change. I'm sure if I showed my face, warm welcomes would be the last thing I get." His brows furrowed hearing that the process would be painful, but he wasn't worried. "I will. But I don't think it'll be any worse than dealing with the pain of a broken chip."

@(D) Yoo Youngjae As the other left after saying a single word, Jongup sighed but still patiently waited him to come back with the keys. He accepted the handcuffs, nodding his head. To him, deal was fair enough. "It's okay. You'll take them off once we get out of here right?" He looked at him with his puppy eyes. Even though he knew it wouldn't help anything, he couldn't help but look with those eyes.

@(D) Yoo Youngjae Namjoon was pleased after what the cyborg said to him. It was good that he managed to remember and it made it become easier to give his memory back. He chuckled inside from amusement. Who would have thought that their technology will fail one day? He got out of his chair and opened the door to look around. After he was sure that nobody was around them he locked the door. Now he was alone with the faulty cyborg who was tied on the bed. He walked next to the bed and sat on the same chair. ''You weren't created here. You were born from a normal family as a normal human being. The government took you and turned you into..this.'' While telling Youngjae the truth he felt his blood boiling with rage. ''You know you were a really intelligent one. I heard about you in my first year here. I think that's the reason why the government acted so proud after capturing and changing you.'' he waited for a moment before he started to speak again. ''We can talk the rest of it after I give you your memory back.'' he said in a surprisingly calm tone. He stood up from his chair and walked to the table behind the bed to get his equipment. The process will probably be painful but it was necessary to give his memory and emotions back. He turned himself towards Youngjae with the tools in his hand. ''By the way, I'm warning you this will be painful so you have to endure the pain.''

@(D) Moon Jongup "Fine." Youngjae sighed again, crossing his arms at his chest and stepping closer to the iron bars. Without a word, he walked away from the cell, going to the front to get a set of keys. The guard there eyed him suspiciously, but he merely lied to him,telling him that he was taking Jongup to talk to the Government Head. He came back with the keys and opened the cell, immediately taking out a pair handcuffs and locking them on his wrists again. "I don't trust you still, no offense. All you have to do is follow my lead until we're out, then I'll follow yours from then out. Fair enough?"