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Resigning from the Commission
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"What are we doing, Five?", Y/n asked. "Just guard the door, love", he said.
"Are you sure you don't need any help there?", Y/n asked.
"Fine... Get the message box", he said as he was quickly folding the note.
Y/n quickly complied and her eyes fell on Gloria, the woman who was employed for this and currently passed out due to Five knocking her out.
"Is she going to be okay?", Y/n asked. "Least of our concerns now but yeah... she will be fine", Five said.
"Do you know what you are doing?", Y/n asked. "Yes... Just trust me", Five said.
"Five... You can't just keep saying that. Let me be a part as well so I can help", Y/n said.
"I am so sorry, Y/n... I swear I would explain everything but I am running short on time here", he said as they rushed towards the station where he could send the message.
"You know that's not how we do things here", the Handler's voice startled them as Five pulled Y/n behind him.
"Where's Gloria?", she asked. "W-we don't know", Y/n said.
"Yeah... Couldn't find her anywhere", Five said as they were cut off by Gloria groaning in pain as the Handler's eyes went straight to her.
She paused for a minute as her pleasant facial expressions changed to rather very angry one.
"You both are a great disappointment to me. Especially you this time, Y/n... I thought you were an intelligent girl, but I was wrong. I thought you would talk some sense in him but you were just as crazy. You can't change what's to come. Five... I truly find it so odd that you can't shed this fantasy. You're a first-rate pragmatist. You belong here with us. You had your wife here this time. What more did you need?", she asked.
"I don't belong anywhere, thanks to you. You made me a killer", Five said. "You were always a killer. I just pointed you in a direction", she said taking a gun out and shooting at them but Five grabbed Y/n's hand and blinked before she could hit them.
"What's the rush, Five? We're just getting started", the Handler was shooting the couple.
"This was your plan?", Y/n asked. "You will appreciate me later. Trust me", Five said.
"Is this how you want the last line of your report to read? Bad remarks... It won't look good on your first job, Y/n", the Handler asked.
"When I'm done, I'm done, I guess", Five said as they finally appeared in front of her.
Y/n tried scanning Five's expressions.
For someone who had a gun pointed to the chest, he seemed rather calm and that made Y/n understand he definitely had something in store.
"You can't keep this up, Five. We both know that even you have a limit. I saved you both from a lifetime of being alone and hell. You owe me", she said as she was about to shoot but there were no bullets left in her gun.
"I do owe a debt", Five held Y/n's hand and blinked her out of the room and went back in. "What are you-", Y/n was cut off.
"But it's not to you", he said throwing a grenade towards the Handler.
He ran out of the room and back hugged Y/n caging her in his arms shielding her from any impact.
"What are you doi-", she was cut off by a huge blast in the room. "T-thanks", she breathed out.
"Don't mention it", he said as they quickly walked way from there.
"Care to share. I am completely lost. What are we doing now?", she asked.
"We get a briefcase. Come on. We don't have time", they ran towards the room where all the briefcases were kept.
"Hold this", Five handed one to her. "What are you... You are going to blow up all these?", Y/n asked. "Yes. I am", Five said.
"I really hope you know what you are doing on this one, Five", Y/n said.
"Like I said before, trust me", he said as the room of briefcases was blasted with the grenade as well and just in time, they made it out alive.
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Diego, Klaus, Allison and Luther were in the Umbrella academy when they saw somewhat familiar tear in space again. And in a few seconds two figures dropped down to the table.
A scene that may have occurred before as well.
"Ouch!", Five groaned as he felt some weight fall on him. "I am sorry", Y/n quickly apologized.
"You always do that!", Five groaned. "You always pull me down with you like this. It's on you", Y/n said as Allison helped her up.
"You guys, am I still high, or do you see them too?", Klaus asked as Five dropped down almost falling to the ground but Y/n and Luther held onto him.
"Five, Y/n... where have you both been?", Luther asked. "Are you all right?", Allison asked. "Who did this?", Luther asked.
"Irrelevant", Five breathed out grabbing the cup of coffee from Allison's hand.
He took slow steps ahead and started gulping down the coffee. They looked at Y/n for explanation who looked at all four of them and shrugged.
"We have had kind of a um... long and rough day, I guess", Y/n tried to explain and then looked at Diego.
"Pass me the water, please", Y/n said as he looked at her still weirded out from there sudden appearance but then passed the glass to her.
"Thank you", she mumbled drinking the water. Five finally set the cup down and sighed.
"So, the apocalypse is in three days. The only chance we have to save our world is... well... us", Five said.
"The Umbrella Academy", Luther commented.
"Yeah, but with me and Y/n obviously. So if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together and get over yourselves, we're screwed", Five said.
"Here comes the champion... our motivational speaker", Y/n mumbled as Diego moved closer to Y/n.
"He wouldn't", Diego whispered. "Trust me that is exactly what he is going to do", Y/n said.
"Who cares if Dad messed us up? Are we gonna let that define us? No... ", Five started.
"Damn", Diego commented as Y/n smiled a bit.
"... And to give us a fighting chance to see next week, I've come back with a lead", Five said.
"Unless that can stop the apocalypse-", Luther was cut off.
"We really do. We have the paper. We now know who is very most probably responsible for the apocalypse", Y/n said.
"She is absolutely right. This is who we have to stop", Five held out the paper.
"Harold Jenkins?", Allison read the name out loud.
"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?!".
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