Five jumps from his chair and slices the guy's throat, making him fall to the ground and as soon as he did that, the rest of the men start shooting at us.
I hear Five jump again, while I climb over the counter, so I don't get shot and crawl until I find the entrance to get behind the counter. I pop up just a little and grab a fork from off the counter and then slowly crawl through the swinging doors, so I won't be seen.
I stand up into a crouched position and slowly walk, until I'm behind one of the men shooting at us and before killing this guy, I briefly see Five take out another guy by stabbing a pencil in the his eye, which went pretty deep, so he probably stabbed the guy's brain as well.
I jump onto the guy's back and instantly stab the fork into his neck multiple times, which splatters a few drops of blood onto my face and shirt. Soon, he falls over and bleeds out.
I quickly get up and roll my head around in a circle, popping my neck. I also wipe some blood off from under my eye. It's been forever since I've done anything like this.
My last mission, before I left the Academy was probably the last time I did anything like this, and that was when I was eighteen.
It feels strange. Almost...fun? That's maybe because I'm fighting alongside Five again, though.
I hear gunfire and swiftly throw my hands out in front of me, freezing the bullets mid-air and let them drop to the ground. Then, Five appears beside me, taking my hand into his and jumps us behind the counter.
"Why didn't you just send the bullets back at them?" He asks in a quiet tone.
"I didn't want to stop our fun. I haven't done this in years." I reply in the same tone.
He clicks his tongue. "We could've just left here if you did." He lays his hand on my shoulder and jumps us onto the counter.
Five chose to lay down on his side, while I chose to just sit with my legs crossed behind him.
"Hey! Assholes!" Five calls out to grab their attention.
The men look in our direction and immediately start shooting at us again, but Five lays his hand on my knee and we jump outside.
I sigh. "These guys are so rude. All we wanted was to enjoy some fresh coffee."
"I hardly got a sip." He adds, then knocks on the front door, getting one of the men's attention and sends him a short salute and jumps us back inside, where he uses his tie to choke the guy.
I see another guy coming up behind Five, but before he could do anything to him, I stick out my hand and lift him up and slam him into the wall and forcefully throw him to the ground, killing him.
"Thanks." Five thanks breathlessly. He did just practically wrestle the guy that has now been choked to death.
I nod in reply and forcefully make the last guy fall to the ground, probably breaking his nose...oops.
I gesture to the man, groaning on the ground. "Would you like to do the honors?"
Five walks over to the guy and crouches over him and snaps his neck, killing him.
Some weird beeping noise starts...well, beeping. So, I follow it, which lead me to the first guy that Five had killed.
I find a clunky tracking device. "Uh...how did they track you with this? It's not like you have a tracking piece on you...do you?"
He sits down in a chair. "That's a trick question right there. It's not on me. It's in me." He rolls the sleeve up on his right arm. "I need you to get it out."

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The Space Between Us (S1) || Five Hargreeves x Reader
FanfictionNumber Eight, also know as Y/n Hargreeves, has the power of telekinesis and telepathy. She is one of the 8 kids adopted by Sir Reginald Hargreeves. Ever since they could walk and talk, Y/n and Five have always been by each other's side. You rarely s...