Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

BEFORE FIVE COULD even flinch, a Swede named Otto grabbed him by the collar and threw him against the walls. The boy used his spatial jumps as soon as he was about to hit the other wall.

Otto was bewildered when he suddenly disappeared. The boy took it as a chance to land behind him and kick him by the leg, getting him on his knees. Five strained as he tried snapping his neck, but Oscar was too strong that he threw Five on the floor and punched him on the face.

But instead, his fist collided with nothing as the boy jumped behind him again. He slowly walked up to him, who was ready to jump again, although all he got was the sputtering of the energy in his hands. "Oh, shit."

Otto's fist never impacted on Five's face all of a sudden. He felt like someone was gripping his upper arm firmly, but when he turned to look, nobody was there. As soon as he blinked, Y/N came into view.

She smiled out of mischief, "Hi!" Y/N exclaimed as she flipped him by the arm. As he layed down on the ground, she stepped on his throat.

Otto choked as he tried to get her foot off from his throat. Y/N tried her best to stay still until he was unconscious. Though it didn't take long for her to do so when she saw the Majestic Twelve waiting outside for the valet service to fetch their cars.

The man took it as an opportunity to pry her off him by pulling her foot to have her body lie on the ground this time. She didn't get herself on her feet fast enough as he knocked her out cold. "Y/N!" Five yelled. He didn't know what else he could do. He couldn't jump to dodge Otto's punches.

Soon, Diego arrived on the same floor to see the Swede throwing fists at Five and Y/N unconscious on the floor. "Five..." Suddenly, he was choked from behind by another Swede named Oscar, who dragged him back, trying his best to make him weak enough to lose the ability to fight back.

The other Swede, Axel, flexed his brass knuckle as he strutted towards the man who was struggling to breath. He held him still before swinging his knuckle on various spots.

Diego groaned after every hit, feeling the excruciating impact on his torso and face. He started thrashing to get out of their grip. Fortunately, he got to shoved Axel away from him, taking the chance to throw a knife at him. But since he wasn't focused very much, his projectile didn't curve.

Lila met up with the fight that was happening between the Swedes and the Academy. She turned to her left to see Diego being beaten up by two of them. She needed to save him. She wanted to save him.

That is, until she heard Five's groan. When she looked at her right, she saw Five being thrown at the wall and Y/N was lying on the floor, out cold. It was then she remembered what her mother told her to do. Which one of them would she save?

"Lila!" She was snapped out of her trance when she heard Diego call out for her. His voice was strained as Oscar kept on strangling him, "Help me!"

Lila wanted to help him. But she was hesitant. "Lila, help..." Diego was losing his breath already.

Protect Number Five at all costs. Her mother's instruction rang through her head.

Much to Diego's disappointment, she turned away from him and grabbed the knife that was pierced through the wall and hurried over to Five while she took off her heels, letting the two Swedes continue ganging up on Diego.

She kept the knife in her dress as she hopped over the the table and towards the chandelier, taking Five by surprise. Otto was caught off guard as his head was in between her legs, squishing them together before letting go of the chandelier to flip him over.

When she landed swiftly on the ground, she looked at Five smugly and said, "You're welcome." Five had gotten suspicious of her even more. But he shrugged it off for now as soon as Otto was standing again. So he pushed him out of the window.