"Captain! All the hunters are ready cap! We just need your order to head out, cap!", the man looked tall and bulky, if he were to fight with 5 normal men, he'd probably still have 100% chance of winning.

"Nn." The man on the couch answered coldly, a ruthless, suffocating aura surrounding him, "Then let's get going, we can't let food keep waiting," his lips slowly curled up to form a cute smile, "can we?"

The seemingly bulky man shivered at the sight of this. This cute smile plastered on his Captain's face definitely meant it's gonna rain blood today.

The man stood up from his seat and as he passed by the bulky man he said, "Hey bulky, I don't wanna use weapons in hunting today, They're too heavy." And continued walking as if he didn't say anything disturbing.

The bulky man remained silent. If the smile earlier caused him to shiver, then what the man said just now made him feel like puking, 'WHO THE HELL FINDS KILLING BY HAND SATISFYING!? AND EVEN MAKES IT A HOBBY!?', he screamed in his heart.

Recent events in time may have changed how things work in the current world now, but pulling ones esophagus, intestines, and organs out is still disturbing!! Especially when the one being pulled out of is still conscious and could feel everything!!

"What are thinking about? You want me to punish you? Hmm?" He asked as if he was talking about the weather in a normal sunny day, then the man glanced at the bulky silhouette behind him.

He immediately fell on the four all fours, "Plea-please spare me captain!!" Who in the world didn't know that their captain kills just anyone without any reservation!? Just to avoid from death, He pulled out a sharp pocket knife and cut his pinky fingers.

Blood started gushing out almost immediately, dripping on the floor and on his shoes.

"Tut-tut, I didn't tell you to cut your finger,"

The bulky man dared not to let out even a small squeak, but he was crying inside, 'At least I don't get to lose my life!!'

The man stared at the lonely bloody finger on the floor and sighed, "Now you only have 7 fingers left. Next time you can cut your toes, losing your fingers will be a disadvantage to the district, you need fingers to pull the trigger, Am I right?"

" Y-yes! C-captain is indeed smart and capable!!", the bulky man answered immediately not a second less.

"We've wasted enough time already, alright wrap that up then we'll go. I wouldn't want the enemy to find the base with your blood trail. Also burn those shoes, they're pathetic."

"Yes, right away!! Thank you, Captain!!", bulky bowed at 90 degrees as sincere gratefulness filled his heart.

The man walked out of his chamber, and as the snow crunched beneath his feet, memories of the past started to swallow and swirl in his mind.

...........

One Saturday afternoon at the famous suicide bridge of South Korea, the sun was setting down at a very warm orange hue the sky looked purple-ish orange-pink.

A commotion was happening....

"Harris!! Get down from there! RIGHT! NOW! OR ELSE!!" A middle aged lady seemingly in her forties, screamed on top of her lungs as she threatened the boy on the railing of the bridge.

"OR ELSE WHAT!? WHAT MOM!?" He shouted back as his eyes welled up, a second later his tears was already streaming to his cheeks down to his jawline and unto his neck.

"DON'T YOU DARE MAKE ME SAY IT HARRIS F*CKING WITHERTON! I'M WARNING YOU!", the lady below had frustration and impatience bottled up in her eyes. Her eyes were as wide as an owls eyes. And her eyebrows almost touching each other.

"I'm already gonna die anyway...", Harris murmured as he clenched the railing behind him tightly, "I'M GONNA DIE ALREADY ANYWAY!! SO WHAT'S THE POINT OF YOU THREATENING TO KILL ME MOM!? Heh... Did you think that would still work on me?" His voice got weaker as he trembled, he was exhausted, his body was numb to the point of letting go.

"Second Young Master, please don't jump!", A typical man in butler's clothing came running out of a luxurious car and hastily came forward squeezing himself in the crowd.

Harris was stunned for a moment, but it was enough time for the seemingly weak and frail butler to pull him up to safety.

"St-Stop!! I don't know you!! Let me go!!"

Harris tried struggling, but to no avail, the butler was definitely much stronger than him.

"Second Young Master, this position is indeed inappropriate as I should never be in any way higher than you, but I can only let you go if you compromise and promise to not kill yourself..." the butler made a face, showing that he didn't want to do these either.

Jungkook did not pay attention to him but instead looked at the woman who he had once called mother, "What tricks did you play this time!? You're really desperate to keep me alive so you have a source of money don't you!?"

The woman looked stunned after seeing the sight of the butler, but she came back to her senses as he heard him, "What money!? I just don't want my beloved son to die!! That's all!!"

"You're seriously disgusting, you seduced my father and gave birth to a son so that you can receive money that should be able to keep you up to 20 years, and now... Let me guess... You want to ask compensation because you brought him up alone?" A soft cello like voice came out from the car, the sarcasm in his voice was clearer than the skies.

"Eldest Young Master!" The butler greeted but still didn't move from his position.

"Wha-what do you mean!? Of course I'd ask you for compensation!!"

"What? such a shameless woman... Her kid is being pressed down yet all she thinks about is money." A girl in the crowd commented, and the quiet crowd immediately also shared their disgust.

Overwhelmed by the sudden outburst of comments, the woman started to feel like a little ant, "Yo-You don't know what I've been to!!"

She shouted, as she scanned across the crowd looking for the girl who sparked the comments.

Her eyes stopped at a young teenage girl wearing a a black mini skirt and a pink crop top, "You!!" She pointed at the girl,

"I can see from what you wear that you're a slut!! Hmph!! Filthy beta females always causing trouble everywhere they go."

Clyden sighed, while ignoring the woman he came closer and closer to Harris, and lent out a hand , "That's enough, get up on your feet I'm taking you somewhere, we'll go to the mall on the way there, you need to put on proper clothing when meeting mom and dad." he said, rather coldly and distant.

While Harris was still contemplating whether to take the hand or not, a person finally voices out in surprise, " Is-Isn't he the speaker... Of the... The... Xairen international..." he looked at the butler in astonishment as he just called the two young men 'young masters'.

"Th-Then they must be the two sons of the... tycoon..." The man murmured silently but it was enough for the people close to him to hear what he had just said.

"Non sense!! The tycoon only has one heir!" Another man chimed in.

"Shut up!! I know that too, but I'm not deaf, he definitely just called him Second Young master just now..."

But the woman didn't care, she continued, "I-If you're going to take him away you'll have to pay me!! I was the one who raised him!! When you never cared!!"

Clyden frowned and scoffed at her words, "Are you sure? When you left the house, Father gave you more than enough money to atleast live well for the rest of your lives, yet you just flushed every single penny unto gambling and luxuries. And don't even get me started on how you took care of him when you clearly didn't. It was the neighbors that Father paid to take care of him..."

The woman stayed silent in embarrassment as the people around stared at her in disgust.

The ill Harris beside Clyden had his eyes wide open. He remembered when he was a child that a guy in a suit would come and visit his nextdoor neighbor, Aunt Lu, once a month and every time after his visit, Aunt Lu would give him some money with the phrase, "Keep this for yourself. Don't tell your mom alright? It's our little secret."

Instead of feeling of happy that his father cared. Harris felt dejected knowing that Aunt Lu was only kind to him because of his father. His complexion darkened at the thought of this, and Clyden noticed.

Clyden shook his head and motioned Jungkook to get inside the car.

Once inside, Harris' head hanged low. Clyden wasn't sure if it's because of his fever, awkwardness, or dejection and was confused and so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Instead of answering, Harris just shook his head lower.

"You can say or ask anything you want... As long as the family is capable of." Clyden stated trying to comfort the dejected man.

And it worked. Hearing this Harris raised his head and Clyden was finally able to see his tear stained face clearly and some tears about to fall from his eyes.

"Did Aunt Lu actually just take care of me because your father..." Harris didn't and couldn't dare to continue.

Stunned, Clyden laughed gently covering his mouth with his hand, "Oh, Dad was about to pay her... But she rejected the money and said to let dad just take you away as you would be better off... But since father also had problems, he couldn't bring you back and so she volunteered to take care of you with no pay. But father didn't want to use her money as he is still your parent and so they came with a deal to send money every month and then she would pass it on to you."

Clyden paused then looked at Harris thoughtfully, "You better?"

Harris sniffed then laughed awkwardly, "Is that so... Haha... You're the one comforting me. It's embarrassing..."

...............

"Captain!" A tall man saluted.

Harris stopped in his tracks, and frowned as his recollection was abrupted. He lightly glanced at the tall man.

The tall man noticed this and lowered his head in cower. 'Damnit! The Captain was in a good mood and I just had to speak!' He thought to himself at he started to get ready for his funeral.

"You will not be given food for three days." Harris uttered silently. His eyes not leaving the tall man, "Well unless you want to be the first alpha cumdump."

The tall man shivered at the sound of this, "I- I also think that I need a diet Captain. So not receiving food for three days is good for me..."

"Mn." Harris turned around and continued walking.

The tall man who was left alone dumbfounded and scared was praising all the gods in his heart. He thought that he'd die today. Who knew that the captain was in a very good mood to even let him out of the death sentence. Thank the Heavens!

.............

Harris finally reached, a tall gate was in front of him and at the other side of the gate are 5 rows, each row has 10 people, these will be the groups going hunting for this week.

Each person carrying what they're special at, some that are good at close combat use daggers, some use injections, some use snipers. They all vary, but one thing is for sure they studied body anatomy greatly.

If one is to hunt, then one must make sure not to kill the prey immediately, as it may take weeks to reach home and the flesh may decay on the way. What's more fresher than food that's still alive.

Once they set out, there are only two possibilities. One is that they come back in one piece and be able to live, while the latter is... They become someone's dinner.

They either be the hunter or the hunted.

Harris pushed the gate open and stared at the group for a while. He casually went to the 7th row and said, "Let's head out."

Being the only person not carrying a gun or even a knife, Harris stood out a lot.

A teen boy in the bulky man's team was confused and asked, "Hey Sid, Why isn't captain bringing anything with him?"

Sid remained silent but a trace of fear can ve been in his eyes.

"This is your first time hunting right?"