Eight's POV:
Me and Five watched as Lance walked to his car with a dog in his hand. As he got in the car me and Five spatial jumped in his car. I was in the back where the dig was and Five was in the passenger seat.
"Oh, Jesus!" Lance exclaimed as he saw Five and me.
I put my hands on his shoulder to stop him from moving. Five held out a knife to his neck.
"One chance. That's all you've got. One chance to tell us exactly what's going on in that lab," Five explained.
"I... I manufacture prosthetic devices for fake patients. I bill the insurance companies and then sell them for cash on the black market," Lance explained.
"Including eyeballs?" I ask.
"Yeah, they're my biggest seller. I mean, they sell like hotcakes. I-- I've got a list, a waiting list, probably 20 buyers."
"So, the serial number we told you..." Five trailed off.
"Uh, could've already been bought. Yes, off-- off the books," Lance finished.
"We needed that list, Lance. Names and numbers, and we need it now!" Five exclaimed.
"I don't have it. I mean, not on me. The copy's in my safe at the lab," He explained.
"Well, you start the car, then," Five instructed.
"'Cause we're going on a field trip," I say sarcastically.
"Okay," He said quietly as I slowly let my hands off him and Five slowly puts the knife down.
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Eight's POV:
We walk to the building but the smell of smoke came and saw there was smoke coming from the building.
Five ran to the building I quickly ran after him.
"Five, wait!" I shout.
Me and him stop as we saw the building on fire.
Suddenly, a explosion came making me and Five fall to the ground.
I landed on my head, as I slowly open my eyes. All I hear in ringing. Also, I see glass. Just glass.
"What the hell?" I whisper.
"Eight.... Eight....... Eight!"
Suddenly, I see Five looking at me in worry.
"F-five?" I stutter from dizziness.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Y-yeah," I nod a I sit up.
We both look at the lab. It was destroyed.
Now we'll never find out who owns the eye.
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Eight's POV:
"Where are their parents? I'm calling security," I hear a woman say.
I felt so dizzy and weird. Did I drink a whole bottle?
"Are they....?"
"Drunk as skunks."
I hear familiar voices, I turn my head a little to see two men. I couldn't really see who they were since my vision was a little blurry.
Suddenly, I felt someone pick me up and hold me in a bridal style. I get a closer look a thing person who was holding me.
"Diego?" I ask.
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The Story of Number Five and Number Eight
FanfictionTRAUMATIC ADVENTURE SEEKS THE BLUE EYED WOMAN The birth name given to her was, Jade. But, she preferred to be called, Eight. She only allowed the chimpanzee butler, Pogo, and her robotic mother, Grace, to call her by her birth name. She also allowed...
