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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"By the time you took him out, he'd smash your precious brief case to a pulp." five says. "Probably us too, right?" Hazel questions. "So, how do we help each-other?" "We need you to get in contact with your superior so we can talk to her." i claim with a grin, "Face to face." Five chimes in, "About what?" she asks, "Well i don't believe that's any of your concern." he says, looking straight ahead in her direction. She looks down for a moment, obviously debating whether or not she should go along with it. "Just don't tell her about the brief case." she demands. It's silent for a moment, "Fair enough." he says, she lowers her gun before walking over towards a phone to dial her, hazel walks backwards along with her. Me and Five walk back over towards Luther. "What happens now?"Luther asks, "Now we wait." i say. I whip my head around at the sound of a tune, we both rise up from leaning against the car to check it out. It was an ice cream truck, what the fuck. I glance back at the two, it seems they were just as confused. "Is that her?" he asks, I shake my head slowly as i walk closer, my eyes widen at the sight. "What the hell." i mutter, it was Klaus and Diego, Klaus was waving at us through the side. "What the hell is he doing here?" five asks, "I don't kno- Shit, Five-." i scatter, they quickly pull out their guns shooting towards the vehicle. "It's a set up!" I groan in disappointment.
They quickly run into the tow, causing them to move from their previous spot. But all of a sudden, everything freezes. The truck stops, so do Hazel and Cha Cha. They're both in place, rising above the air right next to the front of the truck. Luther was stuck in place, holding the brief case up. Five peaks out the side of Luther as he ducks under his arm to walk forward. We both stand still as we look forward, "Neat trick, isn't it?" i whip my head around again to see The Handler. I never really liked her through our years or work together. Weirdly, she always said there was something special about me.
We both walk up to her, and she takes her shades off as she folds them. "Hello, Five and Y/n." she greets. "You two look good, all things considered." she says, "It's good to see you again." he says, "Feels like we met just yesterday." she grins, "Course you were a little bit older then. Congratulations, on the age regression, by the way. Very clever." she teases, five opens his mouth as he smirks, "Threw is all off the scent." she claims, "Ah, well, I wish i could take the credit. I just miscalculated the time dilation projections, and... Well you know. Here we are." he says as he lets his hand rise before dropping them again. "You realize your efforts are futile. So why don't you tell me what you really want?" she suggests, "We want you to put a stop to it." I say, glancing at her.
"You realize what you're asking for is next to impossible, even for me." she says giving me a look. "What's meant to be is meant to be. That's our raisin d'être." she claims, five pulls out a gun as he points it in her direction. "Yeah? Well how about survival as a raison?" "I'll just be replaced." I'm but a.. small cog in a machine." she says rising her hand before placing it back behind her back. "This fantasy you've been nurturing about summoning up your family to stop the apocalypse... is just that. A fantasy." she says.
"I must say, though, we're all quite impressed with your initiative, your.. stick-to-itiveness, really quite, quite something. Which is why we want to offer you two a new position back at the commission," she rises her hand, "In management." Five chuckles, "Sorry, what's that now?" he asks, "Come back to work for us again. You know it's where you two belong." she says as she takes a few steps closer. "Well, it didn't work out too well the last time." i say, "But you woudlnt be in the correction division any longer, I'm talking about.. the home office. You'd have the best health and pension, and an end to this ceaseless travel. You two are distinguished professionals in.. school kid uniforms. We have the technology to reverse the process." she says as she starts to lower his gun, "I mean, you.. you can't be happy like this." she says, "We're not looking for happy." he says, she brings her hand up to his cheek as she caressed it softly. "We're all looking for happy." she lowers her hand, "We can make that happen. We can make you... yourself again." she says. "And what about our family?" i ask, "What about them?" "I want them to survive." i say, she sighs as she looks at luther than at the others. "All of them?" she asks, "Yes, all of them." five says.
She grabs her shades back from out of her pocket before putting them on. "I'll see what i can do." she says with a grin. She places her hand out, "Do we have a deal?" she asks, "One thing." he adds in, he walks over towards the truck before grabbing a gun and picking it up, taking the ammo out before tossing it then the gun it's self. I look over at her, she's checking her watch. He walks back over but quickly mutters something to himself. He looks back and pulls a bullet as he moves it away from luther's direction. He walks back over and she places her hand out. He grabs my hand before grabbing hers.
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