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Unknown Territory: Five x Fem Reader

Chapter 3: Run Boy Run

Five is aged up here.

Five Hargreeves

You

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Vanya Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Pogo

Grace

Comic Cha Cha - C.C.

Comic Hazel - C.H.

Cha Cha

Hazel

Everyone else is in white.

Grace starts the record player, a weatherman's voice reverberated throughout the room. Grace grabs a little bell and starts ringing it, soft chimes gaining the attention of the children.

All of them came to the dining hall one by one standing behind a chair waiting for their father to present himself.

Hargreeves finally makes his way into the room and gives them permission to sit.

Allison and Luther make eyes at each other as the rest of the kids start to dig into their meals. All of them except Five however whom was currently glaring daggers at his so called father. Ben pulls out a book to read Klaus was doing something secretive.

Five picks up his knife and stabs it into the table gaining everyone's attention including Hargreeves though he refused to look at him.

"Number Five."

"I have a question."

Five states with an annoyed smile on his face. He hated when Reginald did that it was like he saw them as less than.

"Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during meal times. You are interrupting Herr Carlson."

Five's frowns.

"I want to time travel."

"No."

"But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said."

Five stands from his seat. Hargreeves still refuses to look at him which causes Five to glare at him before teleporting at his side.

"See?"

Five was starting to get upset. Why couldn't he acknowledge that he was getting better. Aren't parents supposed to encourage their kids?

"A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel."

Five looked at his siblings but they were all ignoring the fit he was throwing.

"One is like sliding along ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn."

Five sighs to himself.

"Well, I don't get it."

"Hence the reason you're not ready."

Five glances at his siblings again this time they were all looking at him. Vanya shook her head at him signaling for him to stop. It only angered him because he didn't think they believed in him.

"I'm not afraid."

"Fear is not the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable."

Hargreeves finally looks at him, there as a fierce glare and deep frown on his face.

"Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore."

Five looked at him with eyes full of resentment, there was a look of contempt on his face.

Five glares at the ground as Hargreeves turns his attention back to his plate. Five walks out of the dining hall catching everyone's attention.

"Number Five! You haven't been excused."

Five ignored his statement and headed outside.

"Come back here!"

Five walks the streets with a determined look on his face. Who cares if his family didn't believe in him. He was going to show them. Show him. That he was ready. If Hargreeves wasn't going to show him how to time travel, he'll do it himself.

Five begins to run holding his hands out in front of him. His hands begin to shine a bright blue color and as he spreads his hands apart the trees that were once lifeless now had blossoming flowers and bright green leaves.

Five looks behind him and smiles, there were more people outside now and different stands, new restaurants.

"Not ready, my ass."

Now more confident he jumps again. This time snow filled the ground, the air was cold and frigid. There were few were people on the streets and now buildings were put on lease.

He jumps one last time and what he sees shocks him.

Everything was destroyed, buildings were either torn down to debris or on fire. There was no one walking around that he could see. The air was fogged from all the smoke, it was hard to breathe.

He looked around in panic, this was not what he had expected when he decided to jump. This couldn't be the future, how could the world go to shit so fast...

He turned to run, heading home to find his siblings only to come to the hard truth of his home being burned down. It was hard to believe that this happened, where was everyone?

"Vanya! Ben! Dad! Anyone!"

He was scared. He had to warn them what was about to happen.

He balled his fist ready to jump but nothing happened, his hands weren't glowing. He tried again and again but still nothing.

"Come on!"

He was starting to get frustrated with himself. He should be able to do this no problem, he did it before. He got here just fine, he should be able to jump back.

But his body refused, it wouldn't let him and he had to come to terms with the fact that his father was right.

"Shit!"

"Wow out one prison and into another."

You shake your head in disbelief, Five shrugs relishing in the feel of your hand playing with his brown locks as his head laid in your lap.

"Dolores makes it bearable."

"What about me?"

Five smiles at you teasingly.

"I could do without you."

You gave him a faux look of annoyance and pushed him off your lap causing him to laugh.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Come back."

Five reaches out for you still laughing.

"Cuddle up with your doll."

Five groans still reaching for you.

"She's not as warm as you."

You roll your eyes when Five wrapped his arms around you and placed his face in your stomach.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

"Oh please, you know you love me."

He had no idea.

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Five was currently walking the streets late at night after leaving Vanya's apartment. He was currently pissed off right now. He didn't know if it was because he no longer looked his age but his siblings were not taking anything he said seriously.

It didn't matter though because whether they were helping or not, Five was going to stop the apocalypse, He had to.

With his mind focused on one thing and one thing only he didn't notice the blue light that shined behind his back.

You watched as the figure walked further and further into the darkness in case it had been one of those people Five had warned you to watchout for at night. When the figure is a safe distance away from you; you stand from the ground and start to dust yourself off.

"Okay Five, where are you?"

You started to look around at your surroundings. You didn't know where you were supposed to go, it's been awhile since you've been here and it's even more different now that there were actual buildings around. You were used to seeing tons of merpeople back home but it was a relief to see actual people on the deserted land you came to know, up until now the only people you've interacted with had been Five, some of your ex coworkers at the commission and people that you either had to kill or were on the brink of death, all isolated conditions. Sure you didn't talk to the figure but it was a nice change.

You let out a yawn, slowly rubbing your tired eyes, you were exhausted after today. Finding Five would have to wait and with your tracker now out of your system you actually felt safe enough to get some rest.

With that in mind you went on a search to find a nice place to sleep however unbeknownst to you, there was someone else looming in the shadows waiting for the right moment to strike.

You had ended up finding some type of motel. You realized that you didn't have any money on you but the staff was nice enough to cut a deal with you for the night. The guy had directed you to a small room, it wasn't very nice looking and it didn't have conditioning but you were happy with it regardless.

You moved one of the dressers near the door seeing as they put you in a room with no lock, you took a cold bath before checking the window and finally heading to bed.

Outside of the Motel, a taxi pulled up and out stepped two of the four assassins sent to take care of you and Five. A man and woman dressed in blue suits. Hazel and ChaCha.

The two walked into the building and spoke with the staff. The man hands them a key card.

"Room 225."

The two of them look at the man confused. Or ChaCha did Hazel looked around disinterested.

"Where's the other room?"

The other room happened to be the broken down room he had ended up giving to you. He didn't want to admit it so he lied.

"Um... Only one room was booked."

Hazel sighs and whispers to himself.

"Dammit I'm sick of this cost-cutting bullshit."

"Just tell me there's two beds."

ChaCha says firmly.

"Yes Ma'am. Real firm."

ChaCha was not amused.

"How long will you be staying with us?"

"Just the one night. I believe there's a package waiting for us."

The guy nods at her and goes to grab it. He comes back with a box addressed to them. ChaCha grabs the box while Hazel grabs the key card and they go about their day.

Not too far from the motel was an abandoned laboratory, It was dark and dusty, the owner clearly hadn't been there in years. The whirl of machinery started to sound and soon multiple different red lights started to fill the room.

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Griddy's was surrounded by different cop cars, there was caution tape surrounding the building and faint drops of blood on the ground. Agnes sat in one of the booths, she was still shaken up about the events that transpired.

One of the cops who went by the name Detective Patch walked around the building shocked by the amount of bodies.

"This is a once in a blue moon type situation, I'd say."

"I'm inclined to agree."

Her boss sighed.

"Same gun on every vic, all M4s. All the castings are .223s."

She informs him of the findings.

"Know what I think? I think these idiots all shot each other."

She said confidently, her boss added to the statement.

"And stabbed. One in the throat."

He shivered.

"One in the eye, and this guy got his neck snapped."

He falls joining her on the ground to inspect the body.

"All quick and efficient kills."

"These are definitely professionals. Dumb, but professionals. Any witnesses?"

"Yes, one."

He points at Anges. Patch walks up to the woman wanting to ask her about what happened.

"It was a slow night. It was quiet. My last two customers were this.. older guy and— and his kid."

Patch nods.

"The guy had a dough— No, that's not right. The guy had an éclair, and the kid had— had coffee. I went-- I went into the back room... To just get some more change. Then I heard his truck start up. They drove away."

Anges recounts remembering the gun shots.

"I heard shots."

She remembered jumping under the desk, cowering until the guns stopped.

"By the time I got back in here. Everyone was..."

She couldn't say it, she wanted to cry.

"Was you know."

"Was there anyone else in the shop?"

Patch asked gently. Agnes shook her head.

"I'm sorry, not to be rude, 'cause you seem super sweet, but..."

She pauses remembering the brunette man who was dressed in dark clothing and a green jacket that came earlier that night.

"do I have to go through all this again?"

Patch was confused.

"Again?"

"Well I already told the other detective everything."

Patch made an annoyed look, she knew who it was but she had to ask anyway.

"What other detective?"

Diego walks out from the back of the building. He sighs when he sees all the police outside of his exit door.

"Shit. Hang on, let me—"

He tried to talk but Patch wasn't having any of it and tases him. She cuffs him and berates him as she walks him towards the front of the store. Diego tries to flirt to get under her skin and she ends up taking his walkie and everything else important that he had besides his mask.

"That you can keep."

"You used to like that."

"Not anymore."

"Where's Lupo?"

"Not here."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Nope."

Diego sighs.

"By the way, this thing might look like a botched robbery, but my gut's telling me something else is going on here."

Patch rolls her eyes.

"Look, the waitress, she mentioned that Ishmael's Tow Truck guy. Maybe they saw something."

"You're not police, Diego, remember?"

"Yeah, I know."

He says sarcastically as she puts him in the back of the police car.

"Do you? Because you show up and act like you can be a part of this, and you can't, not anymore."

She says to him closing the door, sometimes she felt like she was a mother scolding a child when it came to him.

"I'm good at this. You know I can help you. Ask Lupo."

"I know you give me agita. And I do not need... I do not want your help. And I'll make sure the boss talks to Lupo."

Diego glares at her, he was frustrated. His whole life, taught to fight crime and people act like he can't even do that.

Patch walks off as a crowd of people look at the commotion at Griddy's, Hazel and ChaCha being apart of the crowd. ChaCha was silently judging the agents that were burnt to a crisp outside of the building.

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You woke up to the sound of the soft chirping of the birds, their little song reminding you of Tigger. Though you couldn't hear him then, his dancing told you he was.

You smiled as you listened to their song wanting to join in with them. You finally stand up to get ready for the day.

You looked at yourself in the mirror there was a small splatter of blood on your suit, faint enough at night but not quite in the day. You took it off and started to wash your face. While washing your face you had the urge to drink from the sink, you hadn't had water in a while and you needed it in your system to be able to use your powers, C.H. and C.C. was currently after you and you had no idea where they were. You never know when you need to turn into a mermaid (less likely) or blow out someone's eardrums.

After mulling over your options you decided it's better safe than sorry and drunk from the sink. Your skin was starting to gain some color and you felt way better.

After that you walked out and had a chat with the staff member from the night before. You waved at him as you left.

"See you later, I will have your money by then. Thank you."

You walked out and smiled as the sun beamed down on your skin, you used to have a bad relationship with the sun. Being alone on a deserted land, crawling around with a heavy tail while being dried out will do that. But over the years it's become a solace, after meeting The Handler everything had become dark but the sun was always there shining bright and you had begun to admire it.

It was nice to see the sky, it was just as blue as the ocean. You hadn't gotten to see it like this before. The air was filled with smoke around the time you came on land, it polluted the sky and other times you were too occupied to notice it when taking care of business.

There was nature, birds, trees, people, lots of people not the lifeless corpses you've come to see across your many years on land.

This was what your mom saw, the way she described the human world before she...

You let out a deep sigh. As you were walking past a park, a terrorized scream filled the air.

And just like that, you were reminded that the human world was in fact not like the stories your mother told you.

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ruru0803 · 3 months

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Unknown Territory: Five x Fem Reader

Chapter 2- we only see each other at weddings and funerals part 3

Five is aged up here.

I moved some moments from the other episode to here because it was already pretty long. Also I'm adding a scene from the second comic into this chapter.

Anyway...

Characters talking...

Five Hargreeves

You

Allison Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Vanya Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Pogo

Grace

Luther Hargreeves

Comic Hazel - C.H.

Hazel

Cha Cha

Comic Cha Cha - C.C.

Everyone else is in white.

"Five what do you think?"

A younger you smiles at the boy holding up a flower crown you had made from the few remaining plants in the world.

"It's nice. Brings out your eyes."

You frown at him as you watch him put one of your dresses you found on Delores.

"You're not even looking..."

Five turns towards you looking at your flower crown before returning his attention back to what he was doing.

"It's nice. Brings out your eyes."

You shake your head with a smile on your face, rolling your eyes at his statement.

"What am I going to do with you?"

Five shrugs as you walk and sit next to him, placing the crown on his head. He side eyes you and you give a smile in return.

You two sit in silence for a moment, you study his face as he starts to fix your Delores' dress. You move a strand of hair from in front of his eyes, your hand lingers and Five lets your hand rest near his ear for a moment before removing it.

"Tell me a story, Five."

Five's brows scrunch together.

"About?"

"Anything."

You lay down on the ground placing your head into your hands, giving him your full attention.

"Once upon a time there lived a mermaid princess."

You glare at him, raising your hand to stop him from continuing.

"Stop. That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you want."

You roll your eyes at him in frustration, he glares at you in return. You might be able to peel in his mind when he has his guard down but he sure as hell couldn't read yours.

"Tell me something about you."

"Like what?"

"Anything!!"

You open your arms in a big gesture which causes Five to roll his eyes.

"Fine. About a few years ago when I turned 13..."

"Nietzsche once said, Man is as a rope stretched between the animal and the superhuman."

Our dad had us lined up against the wall, something he would do everyday always reading us a page from his book. Well he would tell us to wait under the stairs but Number 1 and 2 deemed it fair for everyone to start at the wall.

"A rope over the abyss. It is a dangerous crossing, a dangerous looking back, a dangerous trembling and halting."

He would always have Number 7 with him watching us. Something twisted he did to remind her that she was nothing like us. She would stand at his side as he wrote down information in his book about us as if we were his test subjects than his children.

That day was like any other, Number 7 blew her whistle and we all raced up the stairs.

"As much as you must strive for individual greatness, and strive you must, for it won't come to you of its own accord..."

Number 1 and 2 fought for first place like they always did, usually I would stay behind and chat with my brothers Number 4 and 6 but I had been working on my jumps and wanted to prove that I had gotten better.

"That there is no individual stronger than the collective."

I jumped in front of them instantly gaining the lead much to the annoyance of 1 and 2. I didn't care how upset they were I wanted to prove I was better. I don't know why, maybe it was the fact that our father put us in competition every day.

"That's not fair, Five's cheating!"

"He adapted."

It was nice to finally get some words of accomplishment from him even if it wasn't directly said to me. I won that day, though not all of my siblings were happy for me.

"The ties that bind you together make you stronger than you are alone."

That was the day I also got my tattoo. My siblings and I were nervous about it.

"They will make you impervious to the pain and hardship the world will thrust upon you."

It was a painful process though none of us wanted to show it. Number 2 basically pushed our Mom away to prove to Dad that he could handle it. Number 3 cried after, our brother Number 4 tried to comfort her.

What about Number 7? Well she drew hers on.

"And believe me when I tell you, life will be hard. It will be painful."

"Give me your best impression of your father."

You laugh as Five uses one hand to make a circle around his eye, he sends you a playful smile before making the most over the top frown on his face. He clears his throat before speaking the most proper accent.

"You might be born with powers but there's a difference between special and extraordinary. And you are neither."

"That accent."

Five eyes you mischievously before lying down next to you.

"It's obnoxious, I know."

You send him a sympathetic smile as he looks at the darkening sky.

"Did he really say that to you?"

He shrugs with a blank face trying to hide any emotion from seeping through.

"Number 7 had it worse than any of us. He made her a special example because she was the only one without powers. She had to hear that statement everyday. And from the looks of it things didn't get better according to her book."

You thought Five's impression was funny, the words though not so much. And by the look in his eyes you could see that in some capacity he might have actually believed those words his father told them.

You turn your body in the direction of Five before placing your hand on his cheek and turning his face towards you.

"I think you're extraordinary, Five Hargreeves."

Five looks into your eyes, looking for any signs of deceit but he couldn't find any. He smiles at you before grabbing your hand that was laid on his cheek..

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Back at Griddy's,

Five knocks on the glass gaining the attention of the one of the Temps, he teleports as their finger pushes down on the trigger causing them to shoot at the glass. Five watches from the shadows and breaks a mop that sat beside him before teleporting next to the agent at the door and stabbing them in the side.

Five teleports behind another agent; who was distracted by the death of his coworker, Five uses his tie to choke the man to death. Another agent tries to sneak up on him only to get stabbed with a pencil in the dick, Five throws a plate at another agent with enough force that makes him crash into a wall before turning his attention back to the one in front of him and using the same pencil to stab the agent in the eye.

Five watches as two other agents turn towards him with their guns raised. He teleports out of the way causing the two to shoot each other to death.

Five looks down at the bloody and bruised bodies around him with a sadistic smile on his face, his uniform drenched in their blood, he walks up to the agent he choked out and grabs his tie, tying it around his neck. He turned his head to where he heard breathing and slowly walked up to the now maskless agent before snapping his neck.

He felt proud, like he somehow gave you a little bit of justice, He knew he couldn't save you; he didn't have a way back to the commission office but at least he felt like he could do this for you.

Five lets out a breathe before walking up to the counter and using a knife to cut into his skin not noticing cars pulling up in the parking lot behind him. He pulls out the tracker before walking outside and tosses it into the sewer.

Agents come out of their cars and surround him again.

Five sighs before taking his tie from around his neck and tying it around his wounded arm.

"Give me a fucking break."

One of the agents walks forward while the rest backup, taking cover behind their cars.

"It isn't standard protocol of the Temps Aeternalis to make such a spectacle."

Five crosses his arms, a dark glare making its way on his face.

"All of your corpses scattered in the store and around the parking lot isn't going to be 'discrete'.

The agent removes his mask.

"We don't want any trouble, Number 5. We just want you to come back and finish the job."

"That's unfortunate, because I am no longer in the practice of doing anything anyone wants me to do."

Five turns to walk away but the agent points his gun into the back of Five's head.

"Most unfortunate. Because my supervisors see you as a valuable asset to the commission."

The agent's hand shakes a little at the thought of taking the life of the person who they were explicitly told not to kill under in circumstances but if he wouldn't come willingly...

"An expensive acquisition, and a prize worth hunting until it has been captured..."

The agent lets out a breath before straightening their poster.

"Or killed."

"Well aren't you a bunch of tigers..."

The agent looks at him, confused.

"So hungry, so poised... All sharp teeth and swagger."

Five studies his surroundings as he speaks to the agent.

"A tiger shows a hundred stripes, but I know it has more than that. A tiger hides them. Do you know where it keeps them?"

"No-"

"Here's a hint."

Five teleports onto his shoulders and sticks his thumbs into his eyes, so deep that his blood comes out.

"Forget about the mission, Kill him!!"

Another agent yells out causing the others to shoot at the direction of the two men however Five already teleported by then causing them to shoot at the cars instead making them catch fire.

Five grabs a gun from the one of the car trunks as the cars start to blow up one by one killing the agents beside them.

"Get to cover!!"

Five's blood covered finger pushes down on the trigger, shooting some of the agents that tried to run.

He continues to teleport around gaining more agents attention and laughing as they keep blowing up more and more cars, killing their own members.

"Fast. Too Fast."

Five lands on the ground with the gun in his hand, burning bodies and cars surrounded the outside of Griddy's.

"I am in the jungle and I am too fast for you."

Five watches as one of the agents tries to crawl away.

"You have teeth and stripes and things that tear."

Five reloads the gun.

"But I am much too fast. You want my flesh, but you don't know where the jungle is...only I know where the jungle is...only I know."

Five shoots the agent in the head.

"I am a gazelle. I will always be faster than you."

Five lets out a satisfied laugh but that soon stops at the sound of static.

"W-we need them now...T-target confirmed in this area..."

Five teleports to where the voice was coming from.

"P-please send help..."

Five shoots the guy dead and let's out a sigh before static fills his ears again.

"Mission control dispatching Hazel and ChaCha..."

Five's eyes widened in fear.

"God dammit.."

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"Handler, Handler!!"

The Handler looked up from her desk in the direction of the panicked Agent that walked into the room.

"Unless this is about the two traitors, I don't want to hear it."

"It is ma'am. Five was last located at Griddy's, a call came in confirming the location before the line went dead. But it seems Five has somehow taken his tracking device out."

The Handler squeezes her fist tightly at the agent's words.

"Yes, Yes. I am aware. Any Idea where he is now?"

The agent shakes their head with a slight frown on their face.

"No Ma'am. Nothing recent."

"So he's missing..."

The agent nods.

"Yes Ma'am."

"And the other one?"

The agent looks down at the clipboard in their hands.

"Looks like she's in a different timeline. I've already made preparations to send agents after her."

"I've already sent the Hazels and ChaChas on this mission."

The agent's face paled at her words. The Hazels and ChaChas were good at their jobs, great even but three of the four were sick. They'd do anything to complete a mission. Anything.

"B-But I thought you wanted them back alive..."

The Handler stands up looking the agent dead in the eye.

"I told them to beat Five up a little if they have to but I need him alive. Do what they will with the other one."

The agent lets out a little gulp and nods nervously before leaving the room.

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You ducked into a theater with your hands covering your ears as the sounds of gunfire sounded in the air.

As soon as you left the commission building, you used the suitcase to bring you to the past. You remembered Five mentioning the day the apocalypse happened from some newspaper he found. You weren't there when it happened since you were dealing with your own issues under water but you took his word for it.

Not even an hour into leaving the commission office, did you encounter the sound of maniacal laughter. Hazel and ChaCha.

Luckily from the quick glance you got of them before ducking behind a seat, it seemed like it was only two of them which relieved you a little bit until you realized you had the blood thirsty ones on your trail.

"Y/N come out, come out, wherever you are."

"Fuck me...."

You whispered to yourself as you looked over the seats to see how far they were. Their pink and blue masks seemed like they were mocking you as they got closer and closer to your area.

"How'd they even..."

Duck back down and looked at your arm.

"Shit..."

The gun shots stopped for a second and you looked up to see what they were doing. The two men in masks were looking down at the tracking device in Chacha's hand before looking in the direction of where you hid. You quickly ducked back down, since the other people that were around started shooting in your direction. Catching the attention of Hazel and ChaCha.

You couldn't see them but in that moment you felt extreme terror. How were you going to get out of this?

You closed your eyes trying to think of a way to get yourself out of this situation.

You could use your siren voice but there was no way of knowing if they were wearing headphones under those masks.

Not to mention there was already so much going on in that moment. Bullets rain in the air, trying to hit whatever they could make contact with while a blinding white light burned your eyes as you tried to take a look at the commotion that was also happening behind you.

You pulled out a pocket knife that Johnny had slipped into your pocket. You winced as you cut deep into your arm before sticking your fingers in to pull out the tracker that was in there.

"Fuck!"

You didn't have too much time to worry about your wound because a voice started to yell above the commotion. You turned in the direction of the entrance to find a guy dressed in a red and white shirt, dark jeans and a green vest hopping over the stairs case. His hair was messy and he had dark makeup around his eyes, he looked about your age well... younger.

You started to panic as the agents turned their guns towards him. You rushed over; suitcase in hand, without even thinking and pulled the guy down and covered him with your arms as the guns fired off again.

You looked at the dude and checked for any injuries before looking over the seats again after finding none. Your eyes widened as you found the familiar face of a twenty year old Five hopping on the back of one of the agents and moving his gun to where he ended up shooting his own partners that were close by.

You're blinded again as the guy beside you, hands start to glow a similar shade of blue to Five's. Then you realize who this could be, a small smile makes its way on your face. One of Five's brothers that he'd always talk about. You were finally able to meet one though you wished it was under better circumstances.

He stands up and spreads his hands, the next thing you know all the agents are being thrown around or killed. You looked at him in amazement, this could only be Klaus. Five told you about his siblings powers but to actually see it in action.

"Wow. You're amazing."

The guy you assumed was Klaus smiled at your reaction and gave you a bashful look.

"Thank you. It was nothing."

Unknowingly to you, his ghost brother beside him let out a sigh as he continues to tear the other agents apart.

"Really Klaus?"

Your attention is pulled again ChaCha walks in, This was the female ChaCha, unlike her counterpart who was now making eye contact with her, she didn't have her mask.

She looks taken back at the sight of the other two before recognition filled her eyes.

"She's here?"

ChaCha nods at her.

"She is."

Five takes cover in the seats closest to watching as his brother uses his powers to conjure the other. His attention quickly shifts to you and his eyes filled with happiness and relief.

He teleports behind you and you jump as he places his hands on your shoulders taking your attention away from the brother in front of you.

Your eyes start to water as you face him, he sends you a small grin before pulling you into a hug. For you it might have only been two or three days but Five had eight long days without you. Tears fill his eyes at the warmth of your body against his, yours had already started to fall as you pulled him against you tighter. If it was one thing you two could admit, it's that being without the other was like hell.

You breathe in his scent before pulling back and placing your hands on his cheeks. You watch as his grin turns into a wide smile, one that showed off his dimples, tears of relief falling down his face. You pull his face closer to yours before giving him a lot of kisses around his face getting a genuine laugh from him. After you finish, he places his forehead against yours.

"I missed you."

He looks deep into your eyes.

"So m-much."

You pull him into another hug which causes him to whimper.

"But you can't stay here."

You pull your head back to look at him with questioning eyes.

"I need you to go back a few days.''

"Back?"

Five nods.

"I need you to find me and tell me it's Vanya."

Your eyes squint in confusion not processing what he meant.

"Do you understand?"

You shake your head.

"I just found you."

Five messes with the suitcase before handing it to you.

"I need you to understand."

You shake your head, not wanting to say goodbye.

"Please..."

You looked into his eyes and knew he wasn't going to change his mind on this one. You nodded with a sad look in your eye.

"Don't look at me like that."

Five frowns as he rubs your cheek with his thumb.

"You'll find me again."

You take a deep breath before giving him a nod of assurance.

"I won't let you down."

"I know you won't."

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Vanya walks down the hall to her apartment with a look of disgust on her face. The meeting she went to was distrubing to say the least. She had gone to the theatre where the person on the phone said he would be and discovered an orchestra there though the atmosphere didn't feel right. It felt more like a cult and at the head of it was the conductor.

He had forced her to play a song to show off her skill before telling her of a piece he wrote. He called it, 'The Apocalypse Suite.'

Vanya thought it was a waste of time and turned to leave with him taunting her as she did. It all felt like some type of sick joke.

Vanya took a breath to calm her nerves before unlocking her door and stepping inside. She jumped in fright when the lamp on the other side of the room lit up to reveal Five sitting on the couch, one leg crossed over the other.

"Jesus!"

"You should really have locks on your windows."

Vanya looked at him confused as she placed her keys down and turned to lock the door.

"I live on the second floor."

He gave her the most blank stare.

"Rapists can climb."

There was a beat of silence.

"You are so weird."

Five studies her as she sits on the couch. Vanya nervously rubs her hands against her pants before giving him a concerned look.

"Is that blood?"

Five slightly glances at his collar and soothes himself by rubbing his fingers together.

"It's nothing."

Vanya looks at him like she doesn't buy it but there was no use trying to get any answers from him, she learnt that from her father.

"Why are you here?"

Five pauses a moment to think about what he wanted to say.

"I've decided you're the only one I can trust."

"Why me?"

"Because you're ordinary."

Five watches as a crestfallen look befalls her face. He backtracks after he realizes that was the wrong thing to say.

"Because you'll listen."

Vanya gets up and goes into the bathroom to get things to help heal his self inflicted wound. She winces as he reveals it before cleaning it.

Five talks to her about the future, he eyes glaze over as he remembers the wreckage he found, the flames that surrounded the city, the lifeless bodies. Everything a thirteen year old boy shouldn't have witnessed.

As Five opens up to her about what he saw and how he felt, Vanya begins to look at him sceptically.

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