009

                                    

                                          
Seonghwa 
Stephanie and Flo eventually left back into the city, but we stayed docked there. I went to Hongjoong's cabin to confront him about what he exactly had planned but when I walked in I saw him standing face to face with Yunho, with blood flowing down Yunho's nose. 
"What the fuck is going on?" I asked, shoving Hongjoong to the side to grab Yunho's face. I wiped the blood face him face, worry striking my heart. 
Yunho's eyes went to Hongjoong's in question and Hongjoong clicked his tongue. "Give us t'e room, Yunho. And get some water." Hongjoong's fist squeezed over something and Yunho left the room to us.
"Tell me what the fuck that was!" I snapped at him, grabbing his collar. 
He stared at me for a minute before holding up a marble of pure light. I stared at it, feeling the energy radiating from the little ball, how I felt like it was calling to me- whispering to me- 
"It be t'e same magic in ye, so-" He closed his fist, breaking the trance I was in. "I found t'is a while back in one of t'e cities, tis magic, just like t'e ones lightin' up t'is city. I gave it t' Yunho t' look into and see if he could learn anytin' about it. He wanted some tools here so I found some for him. W'at I didn't know was t'at he was handling it himself. It's pure magic, it was makin' him sick." 
"And you just let him have it-"
"Before we started t'e blame game," He ripped my hand off him. "He be t'e only one smart enough t' figure t'is out. He could do it." He kept his hold on my hand and then forced it open before placing the marble in my palm. The feeling ran through my veins, pure power. 
"Why'd ye take it?" I asked as I stared at it. 
His touch left me like I had stung him and he simply answered, "It reminded me of ye." I looked up at him in surprise. "Ye can handle it, Yeosang could handle t'is, MM could. T'e ot'ers? T'ey're t'o human. It be a lot of energy t' have runnin' inside ye. It be pure power, Seonghwa. So much can be done wit' it instead of being shoved in some fuckin' lamp!" 
"What's the point in having power?" I asked. 
"We face danger all t'e time, yer tellin' me t'at ye wouldn't want a guarantee t'at we were safe? It ain't greed, it be safety." He replied, his eyes willing me to understand. 
"The same goal as always, to protect us." I muttered as I stared at the silver glowing light. 
"Not much scares me, Seonghwa. T'is-" He grabbed the bead, holding it up for me. "Magic, witches...it ruined my life. Why? Because I wanted t' do a good t'ing? I wanted t' help a tortured woman and she saw t'at as weakness? Because I wanted t' help a fuckin' child and she saw my naivety? We can change t'ings. She gave us access, so we use it. I'm not goin' t' apologize for savin' a victim from dyin' in t'e same alley her abusers did. I won't apologize for tryin' t' give a child a better life t'an wit' a bunch of pedophiles and rapists. But I can make it where t'at be normal, t'at wantin' t' do better and be better in t'is world be normal and it be encouraged. I'm tired of hurtin' ot'ers because of good intentions. I want a new world." 
"We do this, we do it right. Yunho does not directly touch the bead again-"
"Agreed." He confirmed. 
"What are we trying to build, Hongjoong?" I asked. 
"W'atever Yunho wants. He be smart, and he has goals. He be so fuckin' smart-"