One day within 1989, 43 infants are unexpectedly born. Strangely, none of the woman who had given birth to the infants had shown any sign or pregnancy the day or morning before hand. Billionaire Reginald Hargreeves shortly after adopts 8 infants aft...
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"Alright, i'm gonna spatial jump in there and talk to him." Five days, staring at the guy walking with his dog. "Talk to him? Is that why you're holding a knife?" i ask, indicating the knife he had been holding in his hand. "In case he doesn't wanna talk." he says, giving me a glance, "Gotta get him to cooperate somehow." he finishes looking back over in the guys direction. He was now tossing his dog in the back, where you could her the dogs bark. "Asshole, could've put him in the back seat instead of throwing em." i mutter. I hear a light chuckle come from Five. "Well, what about me? I wanna help." i say, "Just get in through the back- i gotta get in there." he hurries before spatial jumping away. I groan before sprinting over towards the car, I open the back door quickly before taking a seat. The guy switches his glance from five towards me. "Once chance. That's all you got." Five demands, holding the knife closer to his throat. I laugh, "What a wonderful start." i mutter, five didn't budge. He kept the knife at his throat, questioning the guy. "One chance to tell me exactly what's going on in that lab." "i- i manufacture prosthetic devices for fake patients."
he breath was getting shaky. I look over at the dog before betting him. (unless you dislike dogs then pretend this didn't happen) "I bill the insurance companies and then sell them for cash on the black market." he stammers, "Including eyeballs?" Five questions over his words. "Y-yeah, they're my.. biggest seller." he says, five gives a blank expression. "I mean, they sell like hot cakes. I- i've got a list, a waiting list, probably 20 buyers." he stammers even more, i grin at the sight. "So, the serial number i told you." he questions, "Uh, couldve already been bought. Yes- off- off the books." Five quickly sighs, "I needed that list, Lance." he says impatiently, "Names and numbers, and i need it now!" he says as his volume gets louder. "I don't have it. I mean- not on me.. the only copy's in my safe at the lab." he stammers, "Well, you start the car, then." he says softly with a grin. "Cause we're going on a field trip." "O-okay. Okay." he stutters, five lowers the knife, allowing him to start the car. "Hey, can we keep the dog?" i ask, Five gives me a glance. "No." he mutters, looking back at the man, keeping the knife towards him.
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My eyes widened, "Holy shit!" i blurt out. The building was filled with tons of fires. It was burning down, meaning all evidence or the shit we needed was gone. Five was sprinting towards the building, but more black smoke left the buildings as it shattered glass. Five stops right in front of the building, but the fire and smoke makes a big explosion hitting five on its way to expanding. "Five!" i shout, i rush over to him as he lies in front of the building surrounded by mini fires and shatters of the building. "Shit. Are you okay?" i scatter, that sounded stupid after i said it. I grab his hand before pulling him up, he grunts as he lifts up. He stares at the now burnt down building in disbelief. The sound of sirens wailing filled the silence and he just stared in awe. "We were so close." he mumbled. "I know, i- shit." i stammered. I didn't know what to say, i could tell he was hurt about it, most of all pissed.
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He kept walking ahead, but he looked stupid cus he was walking in different directions each step. "Five, pull it together. You're in a public area surrounded by people and you're drunk!" i whisper shout. I look ahead of me to see a girl laughing with her friend, "Don't mind him. He just had a bit too much sugar today." i excuse, obviously i was lying due to the bottle in his hand. I nod before grabbing his arm as i pull him closer to my side, trying to balance his walking. He leans over, landing on my shoulder. He was about to fall forward and drops delores on his way, but I turn over, catching him before he does. "Five!" i shout, i grab even more attention than i had gotten to begin with. I lift his arm up, pulling it over my shoulder before placing my arm around his waist. I was trying to keep him up and balanced, "You're gonna owe me a ton of favors after this, Five." i mutter as i grab the mannequin from the floor. I look ahead to see a smaller space, so does he. I hear a yawn coming from him, i quickly turn to scoff.
I walk him over towards the space, he quickly sits himself down, "Where's-." I hand him what i knew he was asking for, and he quickly brings her to his side, wrapping his arm around her as he grins. I take the bottle from out of his hands, taking a sip myself. I sigh as i put the lid back on it before placing it behind my back, i had no energy in trying to take this asshole back home or to the van. It was too much walking, and due to the looks i was receiving already i would've gotten way more outside. A woman walks up as she looks at us, "What's wrong with him?" she questions giving me a glare. "Just had too much.." i look over at him, he was snoring slightly. "Caffeine." i finish, looking back at her. "Where are their parents?" a girl asks as she giggles with her friend. I roll my eyes, "Go do something better with your pathetic life." I snap, glaring at the girls. She gives me a look of disbelief before walking off. "Im gonna call security." The blonde girl asks, walking ahead. I lean my head back as I groan.
I hear loud footsteps approaching, i look forward to see Diego, then luther followed along. I sigh once again as i look over at Five. I hear a gasp, "Is he, um.." "Drunk as a skunk." Diego finishes as he smirks. I roll my eyes, "Wanna help me, or leave me here to suffer longer than i have?" i question, giving them a glare. "What're you so pissy for?" Diego asks, walking towards five. "What do you think? I've had to deal with stares, judgment and embarrassment for the last 20 fucking minutes because this dickhead decided to get drunk in the middle of the day!" I snap, I hear a chuckle come from Luther.
