Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Wednesday, 8:15 am

"THREE DAYS?" ALLISON questioned as she handed each of them a cup of coffee.

They were all gathered in the living room. Luther was telling them about the world ending in three days. "That's what Five said." Luther remarked.

"The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it." Klaus pondered, "He just left out the part about how soon."

"But can we trust him? I don't know if you've noticed, but Five's a little..." Allison trailed out by twirling her finger by her ear and whistled.

Four chuckled, "Our little psycho."

"He was pretty convincing." Luther concluded, "If he wasn't trying to stop an apocalypse, those lunatics wouldn't be chasing him." He wanted them to believe so they can save the world together. But his siblings were still questioning about it.

"That's why they were after him?" Diego asked. Luther said yes.

"What did Five even see?" Asked Number Three.

Luther tensed up and he started sputtering, "Uh.. Apparently, we all fought together against whoever was responsible." He answered. His sibling thought he was going to tell more about it. Until Luther clicked his tongue, "Okay. So, here's the plan. We go through Dad's research–"

Their voices started overlapping with each other when they found out Luther didn't tell them the whole story. "Wait a tick, wait a tick." Klaus held up his hand, "What actually happened the first time around?" He interrogated.

"Yeah." Diego agreed, "What are you not tellin' us?"

Luther was hesitant to tell them what happened to them afterwards. "Come on, big boy, spit it out." Two commanded.

Number One sighed, "We died." He muttered as he took a swig of his coffee. Nobody understood, "What was that?"

He cleared his throat and repeated his words, loud and clear. "I said, uh, we died."

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~1955~

The three of them, the Handler, Five, and Y/N, were walking towards head quarters of the Commission. As the girl concluded, the Handler was a talker. The whole time, she was talking about how she was fascinated by Five and how Y/N has the potential of being a temporal assassin. But she was talking about Five more as he was a celebrity at the Commission. The girl was beginning to think the lady has a crush on him.

"... If things work out for the both of you here," The Handler continued as they reached the steps to the entrance, "you could potentially make a fine successor, Five, and you," she pointed at Y/N, "could be the next best assassin we ever had.. well, second to Five." The girl nodded once as they entered.

"I'd like to discuss the logistics of our family's safety at your earliest convenience." Five requested, "As well as this body replacement."

"Such chutzpah." The Handler exclaimed at they walk up the stairs, "It's refreshing, I'll admit." She noticed their eagerness to it. "Slow down, you two. All in good time. In fact, now you've finally agreed to work with us, we've got all the time in the world."

They made a quick stop at the briefcase room and the place where the hit men were. The boy eyed the room filled with the briefcases and the woman noticed it. "The briefcase is no longer a part if your kit, Five. Free your mind." She said to him.

"But Y/N, you'll need one. In fact, your training starts now." She declared at the girl, "Hey, Jay!" She called out.

Soon, a short, but buff tan man walked up to them. "You must be Y/N?"