We Are Bulletproof

This was distressing, to say the least. Not only had Ki Jun lost his hunting partner, but it also seemed he'd lost sight of his kids, too. After the entire affair went down, they all seemed to scatter and Ki Jun was left to think about what just happened on his own. Steven was... gay? He... was attracted to men? That part was easier to digest than the rest. His own partner had seduced his son. There was no doubt about it. A man his age and a kid Steven's age? Somebody had duped the other and it tore at Ki Jun for not seeing it.

Strange, how he wanted to dial up his ex-wife to speak with her about it. Did she know about Steven? Of course not. Or if she did, this was the reason Steven was here now. He was looking for love, acceptance. He didn't need his own father staring at him like he'd grown another head. It was just... he had an old fashioned up-bringing and some things were hard to let go of. He had mixed feelings because he knew what it was like to be young, to wonder, to think maybe things weren't so black and white. But he'd eventually grown up, and mostly, he'd grown out of such things.

Maybe Steven would, too.

But at the moment, he wandered downtown, hands in his pockets, lost. He was looking for his kids, it was true. But he was also struggling to define what he was feeling. Anger toward his partner--for sure. But... he didn't think he was angry at Steven. And if he was, it was more from the fact that his own kid didn't feel comfortable telling him about himself. Maybe because he knew you'd react badly. Would he have, though? If they just sat and talked about, rather than having him walk in on his son and his business partner together?

And his daughter. Nicole. Where did she fit into all this? She probably knew. Those two were always so close. Ki Jun frowned at himself. And when he looked up, he swore he saw her, his daughter, out of the corner of his eye. Turning, he saw that it was indeed her, in front of a shop across the street. Worried that he'd lose her or that she'd run if he called out to her, Ki Jun sprinted quietly across the street, then reached out and grasped her shoulder to turn her toward him.

"Nicky! Nicole," he amended. "I've been looking all over for you kids."

@Rin

The deed was now done, the vampires' dirty work. Ki Jun knew as he quickly removed himself from the area that he was going to be in trouble--and that he had stirred up some serious shit for the rest of the hunters in Hazleton. The wolves howled in the distance, even as Ki Jun pealed out and left the area behind. I'm going to have to ditch this truck. No way was he going to be driving it around when wolves were going to be hot on its tail.

With that in mind, he dumped a heavy rock on the accelerator and let the truck go tumbling down the mountains. He didn't waste time watching it, either. All he could do was move--and keep right on moving.

All he could think about was his son. His daughter. Was she still safe? Did they still have Stevy? If they bit him... if they turned him... Ki Jun felt a wave of sickness pass over him, followed by anger. Adrenaline kept him moving. Moving. Moving. He could not stop.

When he made it back to the meeting point, he was a mess and he knew it but he didn't care.

"CHUL SOO." His voice boomed loudly through the building. "Where is my son?"

Two lackeys came out immediately to try and push him back but Ki Jun pointed a stake at one's chest and the other backed up a few inches.

"Where is he?"

@Moon Chul Soo

His son had been taken by an asshole vampire and Ki Jun was left to do their dirty work for them. His hands tightened around the steering wheel as he drove up into the hills. Since he wasn't born yesterday, Ki Jun understood the implications of what he was about to do. Killing an alpha werewolf wasn't an easy task and it was even less easy when one took them on their own in the heart of their own territory. Ki Jun wanted to kill the werewolves anyway--that wasn't a problem. It was the underlying cause. The reason.

Those bastards in the so-called Blood Ring were going to let the hunters take the fall for this one. Why? That was what Ki Jun needed to know. There was a reason they needed to take out the alpha of a group of werewolves and blame it on hunters. Typically, werewolves and vampires just stayed away from one another. There was no stupid blood feud the way a lot of media presented it. But this might start something to that effect.

What, was the leader of the Blood Ring a fan of those silly TV shows? Ki Jun snorted and took a drag from his cigarette. One last pull and then he came to a halt at the big iron gates that fenced off the wild part of Eagle Ridge. The part where kids weren't supposed to go. Where adults shouldn't be after dark. Ki Jun snuffed out his cigarette and opened the door to his truck, stepping out and grinding his heel over the cigarette.

Shutting the door behind him, he slid his keys into his jacket pocket.

It was a warm night out in the Oregon mountains and by the time he made it to the wolf pack's lodgings, he was working up quite the sweat. He stopped to take a breather, regretting the cigarette. Ki Jun had never been a chain smoker, just had one every now and again to take off the edge of his stress. In this case, it hadn't really touched his stress at all. Straightening, he slid his hand into the sheath buckled around his thigh and pulled out his silver gun. He licked his lips and stepped forward. This could very well be suicide if he was caught.

As he stepped toward the trailers, he listened keenly for the telltale voice of Andrew Ryang. There! There it was. Ki Jun almost forgot to breathe for a moment. Creeping slowly toward a trailer in the back of the cluster, he made sure his steps were as quiet as possible. Peering through a small round window, he saw Andrew laughing it up with a couple of pretty women. Regrettable. But they were probably werewolves themselves. Ki Jun aimed. It was going to take more than one shot to get him because of that damned glass. He took in a breath. When he exhaled, he pulled the trigger.

Glass crashed and the wolves inside were up on their feet immediately. Before he could call for help, Ki Jun launched a second silver bullet. This one lodged itself in Andrew's throat. As he grasped at his throat and choked on his own blood, the women shifted into wolves. Ki Jun turned the gun on the one coming at him through the window, hitting her between the eyes.

The sound of the gun--even with the silencer--was enough to draw more attention from other wolves. Ki Jun immediately ran away from the collection of trailers, as hard and fast as his legs could carry him.

Guess what, boy?

Are you ignoring me?