Fandom: Super Junior (AU, !mutant)
Pairing: central Hankyung/Heechul, Siwon/Sungmin, Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi, Kibum/Donghae, Yehsung/Ryeowook, Kangin/Eeteuk
Word count: 3,749
Summary: At the Soo Man Academy for Gifted Individuals, those with mutant powers are taught how to control their gifts. Hankyung has come to learn to control something he doesn't consider a gift, but rather a curse, and he wants nothing else from the school, certainly not friendship, but then, his life has never gone how he wanted it.
A/N: thanks to umberela for looking over this chapter for me. also I just like your reactions to cliffhangers............................
In a school as old as this, noise didn't travel very easily. It wasn't just one person then, couldn't be just one person screaming. He could hear heavy footsteps outside the door, people running back and forth, and never ending screaming. Hankyung jumped out of his bed, desperate to see what was going on, pulling on the black trousers he'd lay on his chest of drawers from the night before. As he was trying to force his leg into the right leg, something exploded outside, and the shock of it meant his leg got caught and he fell over sideways to the floor.
The explosion was enough to wake Siwon up, who sat upright, shocked. "Did I just dream that?" he asked, then registered the screaming and noises from the corridor. "What's that?"
"I don't know," Hankyung said, climbing to his feet, and finally managed to get his pants on. "I'm going to go look."
"Wait," Siwon said, scrambling out of bed and grabbing a shirt to pull on with his jogging bottom. "I'll come with you." Hankyung nodded, a little relieved that he had someone who would protect the two of them if something big was going on. He, after all, had no way of defending himself. He pulled his gloves on more securely before he unlocked their bedroom door and opened it.
The chaos outside was second to none Hankyung had ever seen before. Students were racing down the hallway, for the main staircase. Hankyung's first thought was that there was a fire and the alarms simply hadn't gone off. Then he saw; figures in black, holding guns of some sort. Some students were fighting them, but most were simply trying to run away. Unfortunately, they were at each end of the hall, half-blocking the exit; students were stuck in a bottleneck, unable to get out.
Hankyung watched, helpless, as a figure, mask over his face, raised the gun and shot something at a student who Hankyung recognised as a second year. The gun had been muffled. The student hit the floor, unconscious, but there did not appear to be any bleeding. He lay still for a long second and then began twitching all over, grotesque and horrifying. The students nearest to him began to panic and soon those who had fallen to the floor were in danger of being trampled underfoot.
Siwon lunged forward and yanked someone who had fallen to his feet before he could be crushed in the panic. "What's going on?" Siwon asked him. The boy, face white with terror, gasped a bit with the shock of almost being trampled. "Hey!"
"I don't know," the boy said, high-pitched and breathless. "I just woke up and people were running about. Someone came into our room, this guy dressed all in black. He had some sort of gun, he shot my roommate! He tried to shoot me and I just -- teleported him somewhere, I don't even know where he is."
"Why don't you just move all of the ones dressed in black?" Hankyung suggested.
"I don't know how, I'm just a second year, my powers aren't developed enough for it."
"Fine," Siwon said, letting go. "Just -- try to help people get out."
"Tell anyone you see to just get out of the school," Hankyung said. The boy ran off to the end of the hallway which led to the entrance of the school. Siwon turned to Hankyung. "We have to find the others." A girl's hair turned to snakes and attacked one of the men dressed in black. Hankyung looked closer at the man and noticed something sewn into the left hand side of the black jacket he wore, something that he couldn't make out in the darkness and the manic rush of people. "We have to get out of here," Hankyung said. "We have to find the others and get out of this school."
Siwon started to say something, perhaps wondering how they'd do that, when suddenly a gap opened up in the students and a man who was holding a gun leveled it at them. He shot; they jumped either side to avoid being hit, and lost track of one another for a couple of minutes. Hankyung ducked through the crowds, avoiding both men with guns and his fellow students, who were reacting blindly and were just as liable to injure someone not attacking them as those attacking them. When he eventually found Siwon again, it was only because Siwon had shoved a couple of the infiltrators into the stone wall at the end of the hallway and students were streaming happily from the hallway.
There were, however, quite a few students still left on the ground, twitching, many just lying still. One of the men in black was lying against the wall, slumped down with what looked like a tree root stuck directly through his chest, blood pooled around him. Hankyung swallowed thickly and ran after the students leaving. "There you are hyung," Siwon yelled, racing to catch up to him. "You're right, we need to get out of here."
"Where are the teachers?" Hankyung gasped out as they ran for the stairs, "Surely they should be coming for us--"
They turned; Sungmin was sprinting up the hallway behind them. Siwon stopped, dead, and opened his arms so that when Sungmin crashed into him, he could hug him tight. "Why are you here, hyung?" he asked the top of Sungmin's head. "Why aren't you outside already?"
"I was looking for you -- well, I was looking for anyone, really, but I can't find anyone--"
"What?" Hankyung put his hand on the back of Sungmin's t-shirt collar and pulled him backwards, not even caring about the shocked expression on Sungmin's face. "What do you mean? Where's Heechul?"
"I don't know," Sungmin said desperately. "I woke up when Eunhyuk came through my wall to tell me that the school was under attack. Heechul was already gone then."
"Well, where is he?"
"I don't know," Sungmin cried. "That's what I'm trying to find out!"
Siwon, though looking terrified on Heechul's behalf, began tugging on Hankyung's sleeve to get him to move. They were running again when he asked, "Where's Eunhyuk?"
"He went to warn more people, and then one of those guys came into the room when I was still trying to get dressed. I teleported with one arm halfway into a sleeve, I'm lucky I didn't end up with the material fused to my DNA."
"We need to find Hee--" Hankyung began, almost turning back around to go look through the rooms again, when he was interrupted by another explosion, this one apparently coming from inside the school, since the entire building shuddered. The tremor knocked Hankyung off his feet, and Sungmin probably would have done so if Siwon hadn't had hold of him. "Where are the teachers?" Hankyung wanted to know, as he climbed to his feet.
"I tried to teleport down there," Sungmin said. It was beginning to sound like he had been all over the place. "The entire teachers section is on fire."
There was silence for a minute after that as they tried to take this in. "So," Hankyung summed up, the staircase now in sight, "the school is under attack from some sort of group that have tazer guns, the students are panicking and that's dangerous, and we're -- the teachers are probably dead?"
"And we still don't know where Heechul-hyung is," Siwon added miserably.
"We can think about these things later," Sungmin said. "I think that explosion was probably the fire hitting the kitchen, which means it's spreading. We need to get out of here while we still can."
They were just about to head down the stairs when Zhou Mi's voice thundered through their heads, first in Korean, then Mandarin, then, inexplicably, in very awkward English: "Students, head to the front lawns! There are teachers waiting there. If you see any injured students on your way, please try to bring them outside with you--" Siwon turned, and picked up a petite girl and a younger looking boy, both unconscious, and hoisted them over his shoulders. "There are emergency services on their way. Please do not panic." Zhou Mi, who wasn't very good at all at disguising his emotion in his voice, sounded like he was in a panic. It was, however, nice to know that he, at least, was still okay.
They took the stairs three at a time, a girl with blood matted in her hair slung over Sungmin's back and a first year boy on Hankyung's back. A tiger with a face remarkably like Kangin's went bounding up the stairs past them, clearly on his way to find more students who had been hurt. The scene outside on the grounds wasn't much better, though. If any of them had been wondering why they'd past none of the attackers on their way, it soon became apparent that that was because they'd all been drawn out onto the lawn somehow, and there was some sort of a fierce battle going on between the teacher's powers and their guns, over to the left.
Keeping their heads low, they headed for the right, where Hyori was running a team of students who either knew something about medicine, or had powers related to healing. Hankyung was laying his load on the ground -- he would take second place to the girl with the head injury anyway -- when a flash of blond hair out of the corner of his eye, over to the left, had him running before he even realised what he'd seen. The cry of his name from behind just spurred him onwards.
His target had disappeared behind the dorm building; he couldn't follow it that way, so instead he ran around the right hand side of the building, at which point the person he was chasing after was already heading for the end of the grounds, for the woods leading to the lake. "Hey!" he shouted. "HEY!"
For some reason, the man stopped. Hankyung hadn't really expected it to work. He turned, pulling the gun out his pocket and holding it up. His movement was hindered somewhat by the fact that he had Heechul slung over his shoulder, one of his arms wrapped around Heechul's legs to hold him fast. "Stop right there!" the man barked. "Who are you?"
"I'm a friend," Hankyung said. "A friend of the person who you have hold of."
"Are you Hankyung?"
If Hankyung didn't have a very good idea of who this person was, he'd have been surprised at him knowing his name. "I am."
"I ought to shoot you where you stand," the man growled.
"I don't think Heechul would like that," Hankyung said mildly, though his heart was pounding in his chest. That gun looked like a proper one, and if this was who Hankyung thought it was, then he'd had army training. "You must be Be-ran."
"Heechul has spoken of me, I suppose."
"Oh yes," Hankyung said, "he's spoken of you."
"I decided that I couldn't leave him to the mercy of my fellow brothers. Heechul is an exception. He can be -- shown the true path, we can stamp out his freak somehow. We were meant to be, and I can't just abandon him."
"How upstanding," Hankyung said, trying to stamp down on a sudden rise of sarcasm. Apparently it was working as some sort of a coping mechanism. "So what did you do to him?"
"I've merely knocked him out. Pressure point technique. I couldn't hit him, I don't want to hurt him."
"You're going to hurt him if you take him away from this school," Hankyung said. "He'll already be hurt by the damage you've inflicted on the students here."
"They're freaks of nature," Be-ran spat. "You're all just impure, you all deserve to be killed -- but not Heechul. Heechul is perfection to me and when his power is removed, he will be perfection to the entire world."
"You," Hankyung said, since he really couldn't see a way out of this that didn't involve getting shot, "are completely insane."
"I agree," Heechul's voice said, and a large branch laying a short way away shot into the air and hit Be-ran directly on the back of the head. He went down like a sack of potatoes, dropping Heechul as he went. Heechul hit the ground with an oophm of air exhalation, and lay on his front until Hankyung pulled him over. "My head hurts," Heechul told him matter of factly, though his voice was a little weak.
"How badly?" Hankyung asked, already helping Heechul shift away from Be-ran's unconscious body.
"Not too bad," Heechul said. "Like when you get up too quickly after you've woken up and you get that tension all across your forehead."
"Not too bad," Hankyung agreed, and then hugged Heechul so tightly that Heechul actually squeaked a little in surprise. "I was so worried, when we couldn't find you. Sungmin said you'd been missing since before he'd woken up, and I just didn't know what was going on--"
"Hankyung," Heechul said sincerely, "I have got no idea what's going on. I only woke up when you were being all sarcastic to him. Why the fuck was Be-ran here -- and why is the school on fire?"
There were flames leaping through the windows of the bottom length of the dorm building, so strong that they could feel the heat from where they were sitting. They could hear screaming, endless banging; it sounded like the battle was still going on around the other side. "I'll explain later," Hankyung said, helping Heechul to his feet. He was woozy but seemed fine otherwise. "To be honest, I'm not too sure what's going on either but--"
Heechul was toeing something on Be-ran's chest with a bare toe -- he was still in his pyjamas, Be-ran apparently having lifted him directly from his room. While Hankyung knew that trying to fathom the mind of someone as clearly mad as Be-ran was mad himself, he couldn't help but wonder why he'd left Sungmin lying in his bed, when he could see easily have hurt him, or even killed him..
"True Genes," Heechul muttered. Hankyung looked closer, could just about make out the symbol, the lightning bolt inside the circle. He took Heechul's hand and began to pull him. He didn't like being alone and out in the open like this.
The screaming hadn't been coming from anyone on the ground -- students were still trapped inside the burning school. They were hanging out of the uppermost windows, screaming for help. Those students who could fly and carry the weight of another body were trying their best to get most of them out, while a couple of students who had powers which dealt with water were holding back the flames from the front entrance so that a few people could get out that way.
"Where's Kyuhyun?" Heechul gasped as they stumbled across the grass. "He'd be able to freeze that lot easily."
"Eeteuk's not there either," Hankyung said, his eyes on the air. Heechul made a noise like a snort, only he didn't have quite enough breath for it.
"He can't carry another person," he said, and then they seemed to stumble right over Donghae's body laid out on the floor. "What the --"
"Hyung!" Zhou Mi scrambled up from where he was sitting with Kyuhyun, and threw his arms around Heechul's neck, who just blinked. "Hyung, we've been so worried, we couldn't find you!"
"Never mind that, what's wrong with him?" Heechul asked, pushing Zhou Mi off him and staring at Donghae. "Is he dead?"
"No." Kibum was sitting, cross legged, on the grass beside Donghae's head. He seemed remarkably calm, but there was fear in his eyes; it was just well hidden. "He's been shot by one of their taser things. Hyori says he, like the others, should wake up soon enough."
"That didn't stop it being fucking scary though," Eunhyuk said. "He just hit the floor, they got him mid-run or something. Just appeared and hit the floor and lay there twitching. Scariest thing I've seen in my life."
Heechul, now that he knew that Donghae was fine, turned on Kyuhyun. "Why aren't you helping with the -- oh." He stopped as he caught sight of Kyuhyun's leg. It was making Hankyung feel quite sick. It was bent a little at the calf.
"Can't stand," Kyuhyun said through gritted teeth, as Zhou Mi sat back down on the ground and took his hand tightly. "Hyori told me not to move. She can't set it for fear that she'll do it wrong, and she's pulled so tight with her power that she's just barely taken the edge off the pain."
"Right," Heechul said, looking around at them, and then at the remains of the battle at the other side of the field; the ground was scorched, the grass all dead, the attackers all out black, or worse. "Could someone tell me what's going on?"
"There's been an attack on the school," Shindong said. "Isn't that obvious?"
"Well, yes," Heechul snapped. "But where are all the others?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," Shindong said. "I know Kangin keeps going in and out, trying to get as many people as he can find. I think he's hoping to find Eeteuk but--"
"Eeteuk has a room on the bottom floor."
"But," Eunhyuk said hopefully, "he'll have gone upstairs to try to help the students."
"We'll have to just hope that he's safe," Yehsung said bravely. He had a long, angry looking burn down the side of his face, which he caught Hankyung looking at. "Hyori hasn't been able to get around to me," he said with a shrug, "and Kyuhyun is in no fit state to try to treat it."
"I'm sorry, hyung," Ryeowook said tearfully. Yehsung shook his head.
"It's not your fault, Ryeowook."
"Ryeowook lashed out at someone attacking him and Yehsung got caught in the crossfire," Shindong muttered to Hankyung as explanation. "Kyuhyun's lucky to be alive, in all honesty. One of those True Gene bastards pushed him over the hallway barrier down into the entrance hall. Must have been a fifteen foot drop."
Henry was, for some reason, lying on the ground with his face in the grass. He was breathing, and no one seemed to be paying much attention to him, so Hankyung figured that he must have been fine. The wind suddenly changed direction; it blew against their faces, bringing the smell of burning. Henry suddenly got up onto his hands and knees and retched, looking harrowed and worn out. Ryeowook hugged him and rubbed against his back as he continued to dry heave. He was gasping words out in English, tears streaming down his face.
"I don't care what Professor Lee says," Ryeowook said, "Henry cannot stay here. This is going to kill him!"
"What the hell is wrong with him?" Hankyung asked, kneeling beside him and trying to comfort him, just a little if he could.
"He can feel everything," Ryeowook said. "All the pain and the fear from the mutants, and the hatred and anger from those -- those--"
"Bastards," supplied Yehsung.
"Yes!" Ryeowook looked so fierce and angry that Hankyung began to feel like he could feel his eyebrows singing. "Exactly. It's not too bad out here with the wind blowing the emotions away from him, but inside there, when it was --"
"It wasn't the attack that woke me up," Zhou Mi said. "It was Henry, screaming with the emotion of it."
"I still don't know how we got him down here," Shindong said. "Then, on the way, we found Kyuhyun, he was screaming too."
"So then we had to carry Henry, Kyuhyun and Donghae, without Siwon."
"Where is Siwon?" asked Heechul, very quietly.
"We don't know," Yehsung admitted. "Haven't seen him at all."
"He was with me," Hankyung said. "Him and Sungmin, we were on our way out when I caught sight of -- well, you, I guess. I left them to chase after Be-ran."
"Who is Be-ran?" Yehsung asked.
"No one," Heechul said. "He's no one. He doesn't matter. So Siwon got out okay?"
"Yeah," Hankyung said dubiously. "I think so."
"Hankyung," Heechul said, through gritted teeth, "'I think so' isn't good enough."
"I don't know, Heechul. He got out okay, he was right next to me, but they needed people to help get people out, so he may have gone back inside."
"Fucking Cho Be-ran." The tiny pieces of ash around Heechul began to swirl. "I wish you'd killed him." He caught sight of Hankyung's face and softened, ash dropping to the ground. "Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm glad you didn't. I'm impressed you didn't, after what he said about you. But still, come on, Hankyung."
"Who is Be-ran?" Yehsung demanded. "It's not fair of you to talk about this guy when none of us know him!"
"God, let it go!" Heechul snapped. "I'll tell you later, if you must know, but do you have to know now, when our school is burning around us and we don't know what's happened to some of our friends?"
They turned to see Sungmin running towards them, weaving his way through the groups of students, either injured or tending to those who weren't injured. He stopped in front of them, panting. "Hyori had me -- teleporting to -- local hospitals for -- supplies, has anyone seen -- Siwon?"
"No," Heechul exploded. "Last we knew, he was with you!"
"He went back inside to help other people. I was going to go with him, but Hyori needed me."
Yehsung scrambled to his feet, pointing towards the entrance. "Isn't that him there?"
After that, several things seemed to happen one after another. Siwon was running out of the school, with someone who looked remarkably like Eeteuk in his arms. Most of them got to their feet to watch. Suddenly, the fire seemed to grow too much to handle; it reared up again and blocked Siwon's exit. He paused, for a moment, but it was long enough for the man, who none of them had noticed before, to run around the side of the dorm building and throw something high into the air. It hit the front of the building and exploded on impact.
The entire front entrance came crashing down.