𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝙳𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝. ||Five x reader||

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕆𝕟𝕖

Flashback
Y/n's pov:

Five stabbed his butter knife into the table suddenly at dinner. I knew he wanted to teleport but I knew he wasn't fully capable of it.

"Number Five!" I heard dad shout.

I snapped out of my thoughts and saw an empty chair in front of me where Five would have sat, and then heard the door open. I sprang up from my seat and bolted out the door.

"Number Eight you have not been dismissed!" I heard dad call after me.

I ignored him and followed Five.

"Five, please don't!" I said, running up to him.

"I knew it." He hissed, "I knew you didn't believe in me either."

"I'm the only one that believes in you!" I yelled back, "I'm the only one who thinks you should try it!"

I did not one bit think he should do it, but, he needed the support right now.

The blue vortex roared louder every second, and it reminded me of how much time we're wasting by arguing.

Five seemed to lose his anger, "Well, then I guess I'll see you later."

"Swear to me that you'll be back."

Five froze, "You know I don't like making promises I don't know if I can keep."

"Swear to me." I pleaded, a single tear a
sliding down my face. "Five, you have to be back. You have to be. For me?"

"I swear, Eight Hargreevs, that I will be back."

I nodded, and wiped my tears. "You better be."

"I'll see you again."

And following up his last statement, he jumped through the portal. Disappearing in thin air.

XXX

"You swore.." I sobbed, sitting outside on the stairs for the fourth week in a row.

Five hadn't returned, and all I do is worry about him.  The feeling of betrayal stuck into my chest like a knife, broken promises suck.

Before I could even process what was happening, someone came up from behind me and pressed a cloth filled with chemicals on it, so it was covering my mouth and nose. I ripped the cloth off of me and spun around to see a woman with very blonde hair, wearing a black dress, and red heels. She carried a single briefcase.

"Who are you?" I demanded, wiping my tears and replacing my sad look with an angry one.

She didnt responded, instead she swung her briefcase and it missed my head by millimeters. I stood back up straight and looked at her. I used my telekinesis and pressed the cloth to her face and watched as she struggled to get it off. My hand stayed extended but I soon saw her swing the briefcase again, and this time i was too focused on my power to move quick enough and it crashed into my head. Everything faded into a blur and then; Black.

XXX

I woke up in an odd room. It had a white walls and white floor. I was seated in a chair, with my hands, neck, and legs strapped to it so I couldn't move.

"Nice to see you awake." A drawling voice said.

I looked over and saw the same woman sitting a chair in the corner of the room. In the middle there was a table with two men seated at it.

The woman stood up, "I'm the Handler." She said. "I take care of everything here at the commission." She sighed.

"I'm gonna ask you a few questions, you must answer them truthfully or.." the man beside him held up a remote.

The Handler stepped forward and looked straight into my eyes. I wanted to look away but I forced myself to keep my harsh glare.

"Where is number five?" One man asked.

"Who the hell are you?" I snarled, causing the man to fumble with his papers.

"John. And this is Robert, or Rob." He said, motioning between himself and the scary man beside him.

"Well John, I'll have you know that I do not know where he went." I glared at him.

"Lie." The Handler said, not taking her eyes off me.

I glared at her.

"One more chance to answer." She said calmly.

"Why do you even care?" I shot daggers at her with my eyes.

"Shock her." She said, still not taking her eyes off me.

Robert help up the remote and a surge of energy flowed through me. I screamed in pain as I felt every muscle in my body tense. The pain soon stopped and I started crying.

"I don't know where he is. He left and said he'd be back, but hes not back, I don't know." I panted, hoping she'd let me go.

"How did he do it?" John asked, I could see the look of guilt he was trying to hide.

"I dont know." I breathed, trying to think of it.

"Shock her." The handler said again.

The energy and pain was back. I squirmed and wriggled trying to escape the chair. The pain was too much, the room was starting to blur and then: black.

The last thing I heard before I passed out was laughing. An evil laugh.

End of flashback
Third person pov:

"Well it started after Five left. They kidnapped me and wanted me to tell then how he did it." She said, still pacing. "After that they gave me my experiment name and started doing tests. They figured it was best to test on someone who had no purpose in life anyway."

"But it doesn't make sense, why did they keep you for seventeen years?" Luther asked.

"Well, I was the only one who survived them all. The only one who fought back and didn't just coward into a corner and let them kill me."

"How did you get back?" Five spoke up.

She looked at him, he looked generally curious and worried but he was also good lier. She didnt know if he was telling the truth.

"I had escaped the question room and was running through the halls. I crashed into this man, he seemed so familiar. I asked him for his briefcase so I could get out of there, but he didn't give it to me. After that, Robert grabbed me but I smashed most of his bones, stole my own briefcase, and came back."

"Wow." Luther exclaimed.

"I saw you." Five admitted.

"And that," she began, "Is all I need to know." She started for the door again.

"You know that man too." Five spoke up, causing her to turn away from the door.

"Oh, really?" She challenged, "I don't recall meeting him."

"Oh, really?" Five mocked her, teleporting right infront of y/n, "Because I'm pretty sure you're staring at him right now."