Chapter Fifty Two.

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Y/n's POV:

"Do we really have to do this all of this shit?" i stare him down as he pours powder down his shirt. He nods, "Of course it is. The symptoms are deadly. And i mean literally." he shoots me a glance, i snort. Deadly as in homicidal. Meeting with our past selves, can more than likely set off Paradox Psychosis. Which leads to seven sages. Too many too explain if i'm being honest. They're not as bad as he's making them out to be. Well, atleast the first 6. Homicidal rage might be just a bit over the edge. "Safety precautions. Gotta be prepared." he spoke as he extended his arm out, obviously for me to take the bottle. "It's not that serious, Five. Come on now." "Oh, but it is. Now take it." i roll my eyes as i snatch the bottle from out of his hands.

But when he looks away, i throw it. I don't know where it landed, but i honestly couldn't care. I cross my arms leaning against the wall. "I know you threw it. And it would've been nicer if you just declined my offer instead of throwing it across the room." i sigh, looking around the room for the white bottle. I spot it next to the bed, and it quickly floats over, landing in front of five. "Thanks." he puts on a smile, obviously a fake one.

"Awh, you're so welcome." he looks back down, giving a slight scoff. "Come on." "Wh-." before i could get an answer, or even finish what i was saying, he blinked out of the room. I groan in response, but i heard the refrigerator open, which gave me an idea. Either hes in the kitchen, or someone else is. Guess we're gonna find out! I make my way into the kitchen, I meet with not only Five but Luther as well. Five was chugging down a container of water whilst Luther stared at him in either concern or confusion. More than likely both. He finally took the cup from his mouth, gasping heavily.

He's really deep into this shit, huh? He screws the lid back on, placing it in the open fridge. "I'm gonna need to be hydrated." "Hydrated?" Luther questioned him. The fridge shuts and Five grabs the baby powder off of the counter, shoving more down his sleeve. "What's with the baby powder?" he removes it from his right sleeve, switching to the left. "It'll help with the itching." "What itching? There's itching? What the hell is going on here?" I still don't understand why Five says shit like this knowing Luther doesn't understand the subject we're speaking on.

If he knew what we were doing, he wouldn't have these questions. Five was busy jumping slightly as he pulled his pants up. I scrunch up my nose, looking back at Luther. "You do have a plan." "How long did it take you to find that out genius?" Five exhaled as he shook his arms around and moved a little, probably adjusting to the tons of powder within his clothing. Luther shot me a small glare, but looked back over at Five.

"Well, it's a desperation move, but.. since our brain-dead siblings are incapable of meeting a simple deadline, we have no choice." he was now in the other room, blabbering on. "No choice about what?" He looks back, lifting his Blazer up. "We have to find ourselves." Luther looked at him confused, probably even as if he'd been taking something. I walk up to five, he brought his watch up to his face so he could look upon it. "We just arrived in Dallas 15 minutes ago." He brought the jacket off of his shoulder, "Should i be worried about him?" He gave me a glance, indicating towards Five.

"Definitely." i whisper, i was joking of course. "Luther, if you recall, me and y/n were sent to 1963," he was pulling his blazer over his arms. "On a job by the commission to make sure the president was assassinated." He gave a sudden look of realization. "Oh! So, wait, your old self is out there." Five was rolling his neck as he exhaled. "Precisely." "What, just walking around Dallas?" "Walking around Dallas with a briefcase that could get us home." i say.

His eyes were wide, "Oh, my God. Five, you're a genius!" He waved his arm down, but Five cut it short, "However, there are two significant problems with this plan." Always is. "Problem number one: We are trained assassins." he was walking forward, itching the back of his head. "Arguably the most dangerous assassins in the space time continuum. If i know me, i'm not going to react kindly to bumping into myself." i nod, i was leaning against the wall watching as five paced and spoke.

"Problem number two: and this is the real fly in the ointment here. You're not supposed to exist in close proximity to yourself in the same timeline. The side effects can be disastrous." "Side effects? What sort of side effects?" "swell, according to Commission Handbook chapter 27, subsection 3B. The seven stages in paradox psychosis are.." he fixed his blazer once again. "Stage one: Denial." he held up a finger. "Two: itching." He held up another, "Three: extreme thirst and urination, Four: Excessive gas. Five: Acute paranoia. Six: Uncontrolled perspiration. And seven." By now he was holding up seven fingers but quickly balled his hands up into fists. "Homicidal rage." I chimed in.

Luther gave me a shocked look, "Homicidal rage?" "Yeah." "Jeez, i don't know. This maybe isn't such a good idea." "It's a hail Mary. But what choice do we got, Luther?" "It's either that or the world ending again, so.." i look over as i spoke. "I don't know, you already seen a bit squirrelly if i'm being honest." he put his hand to his mouth, covering it slightly with his fingers. Five paced over to Luther, resting his hands on his shoulders. "Look, luther, i'm gonna need you to help us get through this one, all right? I.. i need a spotter." "A spotter?" "Yeah.." "What is that? Like, a wingman?" "Basically, in case the paradox psychosis gets a little too bad, we'll need you to help us focus on our task." i finish for five,

"So, whatever happens, whatever i say, we need to get that briefcase. Okay?" "Okay." Five rushed forward, itching the back of his head again. "Luther, Y/n. Come on." He looks back, giving us a stare. I nod, "Coming." "Right!"

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1100 words. WORKING ON THE NEXT CHAPTER RN DWW. SORRY IVE BREN SO LATE POSTING.

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