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IT'S DONE!! THE OC COMIC THAT I'VE BEEN PROCRASTINATING FINISHING FOR MONTHS!!
anyways hi!! this is how Lain (long hair) and Rhys (side-shave) from my wip story/setting Nought meet! they're both blessed (cursed?) to not die- instead 'respawning' in a specific place upon their deaths, but while rhys has been this way for a few years now and had a lot of deaths to get him familiar with it, lain only became functionally immortal a few weeks ago. though they get separated when they eventually escape, they'll find with time that they just can't stop finding eachother
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part two
Paring:Five x Reader
Summary: you absloutely adore the hargreeve siblings. Well, except for Five he hates you for no reason. But it all changes when the commission attacks. After an awful fight, five ends up taking care of you only then do you realise that he's in love with you.
Quick note: you are both 16.
"JEFF? Jeffery, please if you can hear me make a sound!" Five yelled at the empty appartment, frantically looking for your uncle. If they wanted you to get to him then they wouldn't need your uncle and if they don't then he's probably injured or worse...
Five jumps from one to another, searching for any sign of Jeff. Finally, he found him on the ground in a puddle of his own blood, five put his hand on the man's neck, weak pulse. Five called an ambulance. And so far, looking for Jeffery was the only thing keeping him from worrying about you to death.
30 minutes later, all Hrgreeve siblings were with Jeff in the hospital and luther was at your place bringing some papers the hospital need for Jeff. Five left his siblings, saying something about needing fresh air, five was finally alone with his thoughts.he was pacing back and forth infront of the hospital's main entrance, He was on the verge of panicking..
We don't know if Jeff is going to make it or not. What if he doesn't, what if died just because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. What happens to y/n then? Y/n...
Five jolted at the thought of you his panic was consuming him.
What if she doesn't make it? What if we were too late? What if she dies because of me? Because I couldn't man up and tell her I love her?
At this point his breathing was unsteady and shallow, his chest tightening and he was sweating dispite the cold wheather. He felt like he was going to pass out. He sank to knees.
"Five!" Called allison, who knelt beside him in the mud, putting both arms around him.
"What if she doesn't make it?" He lifted his head to hers and asked
"No, five, don't think like that. Y/n is a strong girl. She can handle herself just alittle longer." She tightened her grip on her brother. "You love her, don't you?"
" you have no idea how much" he whispered. A few minutes passed in silence." And Allison"
"Yeah?"
"If you breathe a word of this, I'll murder you"
Jeff was announced alive but in a comma, so it ws decided that Vanya should stay with him in case he wakes up while they find y/n.
Lila came in just a few minutes before Allison and Five came to ask about Jeff.
When Five saw Lila, he asked Diego "what is she doing here?"
"I told her to come." Said Diego
" seriously, Diego, calling the handler's daughter? Again?"Then he turned to Lila "where is she?"
"I really don't know what you're talking about."
"Y/n, your mom's pets took her and she wants us all dead so, where is she?
"What? Look, I really have no idea ehat you're talking about but I might have an idea where they might be keeping here."
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You woke up tied to a wooden chair. Wrists tied together behind your back and ankles to the wooden legs of the chair and your chest to the back of the chair. Your first instinct was to free yourself but everytime you moved you felt the rope tighten more which made you panic and move even more.
"Oh no, sweetie, I wouldn't do that if I were you. The rope tightens with every move."said the Handler with a smile on her face.
But you didn't stop even though your chest was tightening so much that you started taking shallow breaths.
"You should sit still before you stop breathing."
"What you want?" You hissed
"I have an offer. You can work with me."
"Why on earth would I do that!?"
"You get to keep your life and possibly save your little friends" she said it like she were doing you a favor.
"Well, if I remember correctly, you don't get to choose who lives and who dies."
"You listen closely, because of you little physcos with your powers, I can't get anything done with you constantly ruining the timeline."
You tried to move and heard a tiny crack from your ribs." No you listen here, you piece of shit. I will Never work for you. I'd rather die."
Pain was increasing with every breath as your chest tightened and threatened to swallow you whole.
"You have 24 hrs, I know you'll come around."
At this point you thought you were slowly dying. Breathing was so hard that you started moving more to free yourself but only heard a louder crack in your ribcage as the darkness took you away.
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24 hrs later, the Handler had you in the chair again.
"I hope you had time to think." Said the Handler "what's it gonna be, sweetie?"
"No freaking way."
"Fine. You asked for it." She turned to a man with a syringe with some blue liquid.
This time you tried to stay still and show no sign of fear. Mainly because if you moved you'll breack more ribs. The man injected it into your neck and at first all you saw was figures...
Slowly they started to turn to people then you saw faces.. klaus, allison, luther, vanya, diego and five. They were arguing about something then Luther pulled out his gun and shot each and everyone of them. With you desperately begging him to stop, telling them it's going to be okay... and the nightmares start all over again and again and again and again with different scenarios but always end with all of them dead. Only this time you were awake and you can't stop them.
"Put her back in the chamber."
You don't know where the nightmares end and reality starts you no longer know if they're even alive. You realize that you are now shackled to the wall from both wrists and ankles with iron shackles. You stand and then try to superspeed to the other side of the room maybe that can break it but it only elecrocuted you. Now that's new you think to yourself. Electrified shackles so I can't try to break it?
You couldn't take it anymore, you don't know if anyone who care about or even know is alive and you can't even move. You wanted someone, anyone to get you out of here. You realized you've been crying and you put your head down on the cold cement floor and sleep.
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"Y/n?" Five said moving closer to you
"No, please" you plead and cover your faces before you witness his death again
Five stood where he was, concerned. "What have they done to you?"
"Is that really you?"
"Of course that's really me" he said annoyed then his features softened "yes it's really me." He kneeled on the ground trying to get closer but you wouldn't let him. You were hyperventilating. "Hey," he said softly "I can get you out of here, I promise just let me help you." He pleaded.
You took a good look at him but made no inclination that allowed him to get closer.
"Will you please let me help you."
Slowly you nodded. He got up and started walking towards you, but he didn't jump knowing that it might get you rattled again. He kneeled down beside you and took one of your hands in his. He saw how red and bruised your wrist was and tried to claw at it. "No, don't!" But he was too litte. The shackle gave a shock that went through the two of you causing him to jerk away.
"I'm so sorry." He said, "wait here, I have an idea." He jumped and reappeared a few minutes later with an axe. And with four swift blows, he broke the iron chain tying the shackled y/n to a wall. He held your hand "Are you ready?" He asked before jumping the two of you out into a corridor where gunshots were being fired nearby. The rest were trying to keep the commission agents busy and Lila was getting the keys to the shackles from the Handler's office.
"Why are you in such a rush to leave. I wasn't done, yet" said the Handler coming out of a room. Five stood infront of you shielding you from her view. "If I see you again, I will kill you." He snarled at her.
The handler smiled at him and pressed a button on a small device sending a wave of shocks through your body, the pain was too much that darkness swallowed you in seconds.
Five almost touched you but you body was still crackling with electricty. The minute it died out he reached for you. Your nose and ears were bleeding. He carried you in his arms as Lila came running out of an office but, stopped in her tracks at the sight of her mother. She looked at the Handler, five then you in his arms. She threw the keychain his direction and said," go, I'll deal with her." With that Five caught the keys and jump you into his room back at the academy.
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Five woke you up, you were in his bed. "Hey, you need to wake up the commission is here. We need to go." You tried to get up but was held on by an invisible force. Someone appeared at the door and shot him then shot you. You scream five's name-
"Hey, shhhh. I'm here. I'm here. It's okay, you were only dreaming." Said five softly. Your breathing was a little unsteady. You try to sit up but your chest feels like it's on fire. You lay back down. "You should really rest. You have 3 broken ribs. I'll go make you breakfast."
"Since when do you care?" You ask
Five draws in a breath and moves away from the bed, rubbing his forehead. He seemed at loss for words. "Listen, I'm so sorry-"
"Is it Jeff? Are you being nice to me because something happened? Is he.." tears started to well up in your eyes.
"What? No. No. He's fine. He's just ,um , he's just in a comma."
"This is because of me, isn't it? Because they were looking for me?" You burst into tears. "I really am dangerous to the people around me. Mom wasn't so wrong after all. I'm a curse."
"No, that's not your fault. It's mine. They were doing this to get to me. I'm so sorry."
"I want to see him. Take me to him. please."
"Yes. I'll take you there. Just let me make you breakfast first okay?"
"Why do you suddenly care so much?"
He started to pace back and forth, rubbing his forehead more frequently. He was nervous.
"I'm so sorry about what I said the other day. Acutally, I'm sorry for being so awful to you. God, I hate being vunerable. It makes me so weak."
"It makes you human" you corrected.
"You just say how you feel and it's so easy but I.....It was easier pushing you away than telling you how I feel. I'm sorry."
"sit down." You pat the spot next you on the bed. He does.
"Truth is.. y/n Y/L/N, I love you. I've always loved you with every fiber of my being. "
You didn't say anything you just stared at his beautiful blue eyes.
"Um, it's okay if you uh don't say anything. I just-"
You struggled alittle the bandages and pain but eventually sat up. He tried to help you up but you hold up your hand. Then you lean in and kissed him. "I love you, too, five hargreeves." You whisper as he kissed you back. "Will you let me make you breakfast?" You nodded.
"Okay, don't go anywhere, I'll be back."
A few minutes passed and he came back with eggs and coffee. You ate it impatiently.
"This is really good but I need to see my uncle."
"Yes. Yes of course."
You insisted on looking your best so when Jeff sees you, he doesn't worry about you. You went to shower but Five insisted he waits on the other side of the door. And would knock every five minutes to make sure you're okay. He brought you a fresh change of clothes and helped you with the bandages.
Five jumped the two of you to the hospital and sat with you all day by Jeff's bedside. You decided to sleep there because you wanted to be there when Jeff woke up and Five insisted he'd stay too. The next few days you'd both stay at the hospital and go home to shower or change and come back. And everytime you had a nightmare, Five would wake you up and hold you until you can sleep again.
When Jeff woke up, Five was getting the two of you coffee. "I'm sorry you had to go through this because of me." you say "If you want to uh put me up for adoption, I would understand." You say tears in your eyes.
"No. No. I would never. Sweetheart, you mean the world to me. I won't ever give up on you. "
At this you cried ,happy tears. Jeff chose to stick with you even when your mom didn't.
Five opened the door saw you crying and jeff's eyes glassy and walked right back out.
This moment, this exact moment was when you finally felt like you really belong to this messy, cruel world that has little miracles. That was when you felt that you felt connected to this world, connected to five and his siblings, to Jeff , to the commission, to everything.
You left Your uncle to sleep and joined Five outside. "What if the commission come again?"you ask suddenly
"Let them come, we'll be ready for them." Said Five "but until then, let me take you out on a date."
You smiled at five then kissed him.
The end
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Dancing Lessons
Barry Berkman x reader
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Summary: Barry is finally cast in a feature, the problem? He said he could dance and now he can either disappoint Sally or found a way to learn some steps.
Warnings: Swearing, blood, violence, guns, cheating, drinking.
Part 1 ● Part 2 ● Part 3 ● Part 4 ● 
Part 5 ● Part 6 ● Part 7 ● Part 8 ● Epilogue
Part 8
NoHo Hank was already in they warehouse that the other bald man drive him to, he looked a hit more pale than usual, but he still had a bright smile on his face, and if it was possible it grew even more once he saw him enter the building.
"Oh Barry, I thought Anzor will have to bring you by force here" He said and as always having an exaggerated hospitality considering the large weapons his men were carrying and the desolate place they were in, and specially since Anzor had already tied his hands together an sit him on a chair in front of Hank "Well I'm sure Fuches told you, we had an offer for you, and I want to be clear, I am more than willing to negotiate, but Batir is more of a "Do it or else" kind of guy, so what do you expect from this little exchange?" He said like this was a normal job interview, and maybe his annoying attitude made him came out of the trance and realize this was a bad idea.
"I won't kill for you anymore Hank" He said, but the pale man ignored him, or pretend he didn't listen "I came here because Fuches ask me too, but I'm no going to become your henchmen, I'm no longer killing for a living" And then because he was actually not to convince to fight for his life he add "So if you want to kill me do it for once, this is your best chance" he said and rise his tied hands
"Oh relax, who said anything about a henchman? We are no longer that kind of business" Hank said and with a hand order his men to walk out, then he let him lose, so he start rubbing his wrists.
"And the Chechen mob just want to hire me as what? An accountant?" He said bitterly. "What kind of business are you now then?"
"Batir is expanding our portfolio of business, and well sometimes acquiring new companies takes a little of persuasion, you would understand that people don't feel comfortable with guys like Anzor doing the negotiation, a gorgeous tall man with piercing blue eyes like you could come in handy to us"
"That sounds a lot like being a henchman, also what if I said yes? I am going to bully every company owner in LA for you and Batir, and then what? When I'm no use for you anymore you will shoot me? I don't think so" He said, desperately trying to figure out an escape plan.
"Oh but that's were you are wrong Barry, we don't want to hire you to be part of our organization, this is more a freelance situation" He said and smile widely since Barry was now perplex and silent. "We have a problem with a little oil company that thought they could found a wide benefactor in Texas so they will protect them from Batir, you must understand how disrespectful that is, so we want you to go a and make their lawyers to back on that idea and come back to us, after all you have greatly offended us, however if you do this your debt will be completely erased" he said and let him a couple minutes to think.
"How am I supposed to convince them?" He asked finally.
"Well you can just look at them with those puppies" he said pointing at his eyes "And if that doesn't work I'm sure you can figure something out, in the end if something happens to them I'm sure their boss will understand the message"
"How many?" He answered, and even when he haven't agree yet he could feel the adrenaline run trough his veins.
"Two guys, semi rich, but pretty unknown guys" he said unable to hide his excitement.
"And we are clear?"
"And we are clear" He said delighted "After Fuches little charade with the Burmeses, Batir thinks you are better away from us, but he will spare your life for a favor, specially a big one like this one, and if it comes to the worst case scenario for them he will also pay you for your service.
"It must be a big company if they are willing to forgive everything just for two guys" Barry said and Hanks let out a little laugh that made him realize there was something else going on there.
"Isn't it funny? This is how we met, and how we said goodbye too" he started "One of the guys used to work for us, but then he starts getting ideas of how to get ahead of Batir and he start giving advice to companies to go with our competition for a price obviously and then Batir found out he has been dating one of his niece's for like a year, like any other straight guy, right? Why do you have to be so toxic? Anyway, he wants him dead, and he is convinced that is you could do an exceptional job as you did in the monastery you can eliminate him" He handed him a folder but before he could open it a moment of clearness came to his head.
"Why me?"
"Well because you can handle a gun like anybody and are the best cold blooded killer of course" He said with no hesitation.
"Hank, you know what I mean, why do you want me to kill this man specifically, and why now?" He said with his hands trembling while he opened the folder.
"Batir found out he was dating Monique while we were following you" He started, serious for the first time in their exchange "Crazy coincidence huh? Anyway it could be of use to your lady friend, the guy is an asshole, not like Monique is any good either, but you know Batir, it took some convincing him to give this work to you, otherwise he will send our guys to deal with him, and you know how stupid these guys are, there could be collateral damage" he said and he could see the anger on his face as he look the pictures of Alan coming out of Y/N studio.
"I'll do it, I want half in advance" he said finally, and the dark look on his eyes was enough for Hank to not prevent him to leave "She needs to stay out of this, you know that right? I will kill you myself if she knows, understood? " He said before he walked out.
"Loud and clear"
Once he was alone in his car and away from the look of Hank's men he did the only logical thing he could think off and he start screaming, and loudly banging his hands against his head, he had swear to stop this, no more blood in his hands, but Hank was right, there would be collateral damage otherwise, and if doing nothing meant having her blood on his hands he rather take his gun out again.
The next morning a duffel bag with 15 thousand dollars masterly appeared at his door, thankfully before his roommates could see it, and he spent the next three days using his rehearsals to calculate Alan movements out of the studio. And he concluded that his best chance was early in the morning when he leave his house to go to his "office"
"So tomorrow is the big day" her voice said once he was resting after a particular hard session with Macy, but since his mind was on her husband he didn't saw her approach him.
"How do you know?" He asked alarmed, but he immediately realized she couldn't possibly know.
"Well you told us that your big recording of the dance is tomorrow, that's why Macy is making you do this all extra work isn't it?" She said a bit scared of his tone, maybe fearful that they were not supposed to talk yet.
"Oh that, sure, I'm just a bit worried about it I'm sorry" He said and finally a good idea came to his head. "Actually it would mean a lot of you could be there, you can tell Janice to stop acting out and teach a thing or two to my coordinator" he improvise a smile and she take it as a good sign because she smiled back.
"I would love too, what time?"
"Well I have to be there at 10, but you should go early like at 8 and see the studio, I'll text Sophie so she will give you a pass" he said knowing that Alan leave the house exactly at 8:30.
"Are you sure you want me there? I mean maybe you'll get more moral support from your..."
"I'm sure my ex girlfriend is busy tomorrow" He cut her mid sentence and for a brief moment that doesn't have to do with murder he enjoy the little smile that curve on her lips at the word ex
"In that case I think I can be your cheerleader for a day" She said but then she took a guilty look at her wedding ring and her smile disappeared "I'll see you tomorrow I guess"
He had a sleepless night, he took his gun out and cleaned, then he reviewed his plan over and over again, trying to think of a way out of this, he would kill Alan and broke Y/N heart because his nexus with the Chechens will be clear after his dead and he will be finally free, and in a couple months he and Sally will be happy, that was it right? She may be ashamed for his husband but she will be alive...
He could obviously spare his life, convince him to go away, in that case how long before Batir found out?, how long before he killed him... but she will be safe, with both men away from her... Because it was clear to him that spare Alan's life meant his own death sentence, maybe months later, but eventually, but if he was now without Sally, without Y/N, even without Fuches, what was the point?
He finally took a decision and put both the gun and the money in his backpack and fall asleep at 3 in the morning. Making his last thoughts to be of her, waiting in the studio to cheer him on his big scene.
When the sun rise over LA next morning he was drinking a hot cup of bad coffee, looking in the distance how she exit her house at 7:30, she looked prettier than in his dreams, he could have swear that she was carrying her white seetrough dancing skirts on her bag, ready to teach Janice a lesson, and his heart ached, he could not do it anymore.
Suddenly he felt the urge to confess, so he called her, begging the heavens for her to pick up, she would hate him, but she would be safe.
The phone ring... once, twice, it went to voicemail after the fourth. He was about to hang up, but suddenly he found himself talking, he didn't confess... not to his crime at least, but he was now certain that herr life and stability were more important, and sure that he will no longer see her again.
At exactly 8:30 Alan left the studio, he walk to his car that he parked a little far from the entrance, so he didn't saw the man wearing a hoodie and a baseball hat approach him, and there was so little people on the street that nobody else did.
"Keep walking asshole" and angry voice, oddly familiar, said and put what without a doubt was a gun on his back.
"Take my wallet and my phone man, that's all I got on me" he said with a nervous voice "Here my car keys, is that one there, is new" He said now more like a plea.
"I don't care about your fucking money, keep walking" he said and put him closer to him, it almost look like two friends walking, nothing suspicious about them, finally after a couple blocks he made him walk towards an alley and finally made him face him, he took off the hoodie and the cap.
He looked surprised at first, maybe a little less frightened, but the gun on his hand was a very real threat.
"I don't understand" he started "what do you want?"
"Do you know a man named Batir?" Barry asked with a dry growl, enough to make him silent.
"No, what are you talking about?" He lied nervously.
"It will be on your best interest to don't lie, I will ask one more time, do you know who Batir is?" He said putting the gun between his eyes.
"Ok, I do, I may have work with him a couple times, but I'm clean now ok?"
"Don't piss your pants dude, one more question, why did you think it was a good idea to screw his niece?" Barry said and Alan's brain seemed to finally connect the dots.
"This is about her? I'm no longer with her, we broke up, after you saw me with Y/N, I swear" He said, and the mention of her name make him loose his guard for a moment, something that Alan notice. "Listen I love my wife ok? You don't have to do this, I already got a better job offer in Texas, I will leave and Batir can keep harassing small companies, if he want the merge gone is gone ok? I don't care about the money, it was all my associate Tom's idea."
"You really like to snitch right?" Barry said exasperated "Turn around" Tear started running on Alan's face, and all hope abandoned his body "TURN AROUND NOW!!" He screamed.
He obeyed shaking and face the wall, and maybe without the fury of Barry's eyes looking at him he managed to think with clarity.
"Think of her" he said and even when he didn't saw him he felt his respiration change and saw his hand an the gun shake on the corner of his eye. "I know you are her friend, she told me everything last night because I saw you leaving the studio in the afternoon." He explained quickly and since he didn't fired he continued "You must care about her since you didn't told her what you knew about me, your a decent guy Barry, don't do this, I promise I will leave..."
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"Y/N? Damn it's your voicemail, anyway I'm calling because... actually I don't know why I'm calling, I'm going to see you later right? , I was thinking maybe we should go eat after... You know what? The truth is... that I think, I don't know maybe if things were different, maybe I would have asked you out, but you are married and I can't change that, but at least I wanted to say that I'm glad that I met you, thank you for being there... I'll see you soon"
It was already 9:45, and he hasn't showed up yet, but you had made a full tour of the studio with Sophie and she even let you give notes to Janice, since apparently she have saw you dance in NY years before, but for a moment an odd feeling invaded your heart, the message had no sense but it felt like a goodbye.
Something completely stupid of course since he had no reason to say goodbye, but you did. You had confess to Alan about your adolescent crush, and after a long talk you had decided to try again, even when you were sure it was impossible. But it wasn't fair on your side to drag Barry into that mess, he was a good man after all.
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The sudden sound of something hitting the ground scared him, but it was just a backpack.
"Pick it!" He said and he obeyed "There are 10 thousand dollars there, I'm sure a smart guy like you can find a way to survive somewhere else with that, you will leave and never comeback ok? No contact with Y/N or any girlfriend, no family. Nothing" He said angrily.
"Of course, thank you, I swear you won't see me again" he said frantically.
"Give your phone and your wallet, and your car keys" Alan do as told quickly now with his breathing regulated. Barry was about to start walking away from him, when he could saw him smile sardonically. "What is so funny?"
"The fact that I knew sleeping with Monique was wrong and I panicked when you saw me with my wife, but I never thought that it could save my life" He said and maybe the nod Barry gave him encouraged him to keep talking. "At least now you can be with her, and I don't intend to come back and ruin your future happiness by her side."
"What?"
"Y/N, last night she was so helpless telling me how sorry she was about her little crush on you. That's how I know you are a man of honor, you had dirt on my, and you like my wife, yet you didn't told her."
"Is not about honor, not like you would understand it" he said suddenly getting angry at him.
"Yeah yeah, everyone has an agenda Berkman, and everyone can be bought, maybe not all with money, like in this case"
"What do you mean?" He said with a calm that hide his anger from Alan.
"Well I bought my life from you and ten thousand dollars in exchange of my silence and my blissful ignorant wife, who appears to be to decent to cheat on me, maybe you'll have to work a little there for her to take you, but don't worry I won't come back"
"No, you won't"
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