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"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐔𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒"

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"𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 that the archduke just had to go." The Handler pushed away from her a food plate."Care for dessert?"

"We had a bad twinkie in the apocalypse once. It kind of put us off deserts." Five replied looking at Y/n as she smiled.

"Please, indulge me." The Handler pushed a bowl full of candy towards Five and Y/n. They both glanced at one another one last time before taking some candy and eating them.

The Handler pulled out a lighter and lit up her cigarette."What's that taste like to you?" She leaned on her chair.

"The 1950s?" Five and Y/n replied in unison.

"Precisely right." She sat right back up."Our clever metaphysics division concocted a way to perfectly distill an entire decade into a single candy. This one's modeled after the Fudge Mutt, America's favorite in 1955." She picked up a candy from the bowl.

"Remarkable." Five simply answered.

While Five and The Handler were talking, Y/n's eyes were looking around the room. She was just too nervous and looking around helped her to calm down.

"You two will be happy to know it's the very division that's building your new bodies. Oh, that reminds me. I have something for you two." The Handler pressed on the intercom a button."Carla?"

"Yes?"

Would you bring the boxes in, please?" The Handler smiled at Five and Y/n excitedly.

"Certainly."

The door opened and Carla walked inside with two boxes stacked one on the other. The Handler stood up from her chair with a cigarette in her hands. She placed the boxes and took them one off the other while Five and Y/n stood up looking at one another.

The Handler walked towards them and was standing behind them in the middle."Go ahead. Open it."

Five and Y/n opened the boxes and there were...clothes? But for their real bodies. Five's box was full of suits while Y/n's box was full of dresses.

"Clothes make the people. Won't it be nice when you can actually wear it? Very soon, I assure you. They're perfecting your bodies as we speak." The Handler said.

Five and Y/n picked up those clothes from the boxes and looked over at them. Y/n was surprised because the clothes were actually pretty incredible. She would have loved to wear those clothes but she will not have the chance.

"Thank you." Y/n said looking surprised at The Handler and she smiled at her response.

"Yes, it's a very kind gift." Five added as the both of them closed those boxes.

Since Y/n was looking around the room, she noticed something. So to calm herself down and avoid drawing any more attention to the clothes, she turned around and pointed at something.

"Is that a Chinese flamethrower?" She asked.

The Handler looked at her with pride and joy. While Five thought about where she was going with this.

"Good eye." The Handler chuckled as Y/n walked closer to it."War. Such a fascinating concept." She started walking towards Y/n and so did Five."A temporary salve for a permanent human flaw. Course, it's a bit easier to see from 30,000 feet." The Handler chuckled but Y/n didn't even smile.

Five walked closer to her and were standing almost in the middle of the three of them but more to Y/n's side.

"These are just some of the things I've collected in my travels." She picked up something."M26 grenades from the Vietnam War." She placed that down and picked something else up."And this, the most noteworthy, perhaps." She pointed the gun at Y/n."My Walther pistol."

"The very one-"

"That Hitler used to kill himself, correct, Y/n."The Handler interrupted and chuckled."We're not supposed to take these kinds of things, but...he wasn't going to use it anymore." She leaned in closer to them and put the cigarette in her mouth taking the gun and holding it in both hands.

"Feel...how perfectly balanced that is." She gave the gun to Y/n and took the cigarette out of her mouth. Y/n pointed the gun and put it back down.

"I had some thoughts I wanted to run by you." Five intervened holding his hands in his pockets. Y/n looked at him knowing that this will definitely have something to do with the plan. The Handler also looked at him."Some suggestions to improve commission protocol."

"Mm! Shaking things up already. I admire that." The Handler touched his face again and Y/n rolled her eyes at that. Five noticed and smirked at her but she just scoffed and walked away to The Handler."Go on. Do tell!" The Handler said.

"Gloria. The tube operator." Five leaned over The Handler's desk while Y/n was standing and leaning on the table. The Handler hummed and sat down looking at Five with a smile."Wouldn't it be simpler if case managers were to send their own messages?"

"I appreciate the thought. I really do. But everyone loves Gloria. I-I would never hear the end of it." The woman chuckled."She's been with the commission family for years, and she's this close to making pension." She showed with her two fingers.

Then they heard a knock on the door. The three of them turned around and saw Dot standing there all panting."Sorry to interrupt. May I have a moment alone?"

"Of course." The Handler sat up and put her cigarette down."Duty calls. We'll continue this discussion later."

"Sure. May I?" Five pointed at the bowl of candy.

"Please."

Five took some candy, put it in his pocket, and walked out.

"Thank you for your time." Y/n said and The Handler smiled at her.

"Of course."

Y/n walked out of the room and scurried up to Five.

"Since when are you interested in weapons?"

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𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘/𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 behind a corner and looking at Dot. She left a room with a tube in her arms. Five looked over and took Y/n's hand so that they could go. But she just took her hand out of his grip.

"I can walk by myself, thank you." She walked past Five and he scoffed at her. But he ran up to her and teleported them.

They followed Dot as then she went inside the tube room to meet Gloria."Gloria, The Handler knows that Five and Y/n are up to something."

Five teleported them inside the tube room and hugged Y/n pulling her back and putting a hand on her mouth. He shushed her and when she understood where they are and what they are doing, she took his hand off her mouth.

"Get this to Hazel and Cha-Cha immediately." Dot explained.

"Uh..."

"Immediately." She repeated herself.

"Okay, yeah." Gloria muttered. When Dot left, she put on her glasses and started to go the funnels to see where to send it. But Y/n teleported behind her and knocked her out.

Five looked at her amazed."Take the tube." She said and he went up, took the tube, and went to the desk. Y/n followed him and he opened the tube. The paper inside read "Reassignment: protect Harold Jenkins."

"Got 'em." Y/n muttered. She took the paper out of Five's hands and put it inside her pocket. Five smiled at her but she just brushed that off. "Hurry up!"

Five snapped out of his gaze."Right!" He put a new paper into the typewriter and began typing. When he finished writing a new assignment, Y/n quickly took it and put it inside a tube. Then Five wrote the next note and Y/n once again, put it inside a tube.

If you're wondering what they wrote in there, they wrote that Hazel and Cha-Cha need to kill one another. Pretty smart, huh?

Five sent one tube on one side while Y/n sent the other on the other side. They looked at one another with relief on their faces but it quickly washed away.

"You two know, that's not how we do things here." The Handler was standing in the doorway.

Y/n and Five walked to Five and he quickly took her hands but she let them go slightly. Not in an unpolite way, just in a way to say that she is okay. They were just standing next to one another.

"Where's Gloria?" The Handler asked with a smile.

"Don't know. Couldn't find her anywhere." Five sarcastically replied. But then Gloria, who was behind her desk laying there, groaned. The Handler turned around to look at her and then back at the kids.

"You two are great disappointments to me. You can't change what's to come guys. I truly find it so odd that you two can't shed this fantasy. You are first-grate pragmatists. You two belong here with us."

"Ok, that's enough." Y/n thought to herself. "We don't belong anywhere, thanks to you." She said sternly glaring at the woman. You made us killers."

"Oh, shit, I shouldn't have said that." She thought in her head.

It was shocking to hear that. She always said that it wasn't her fault that she had to work for the commission, she said it was Five who got them to work. And now she was kind of admitting that it was The Handler's fault.

Five could not believe what he was hearing. Did she actually mean that? Or was it nothing special?

"You two were always killers." The Handler unzipped her pocket which was on her left thigh and pulled out a gun. She pointed at the pair but before she could shoot, Five teleported them.

The Handler continued to shoot and that was when Gloria woke up. Dot also walked up to the room but when she saw the shooting she flinched and pressed the emergency security button.

Others also walked up next to her but when The Handler fired her gun again, they turned on the corner and to the wall.

Then Gloria crawled to the other and they all left the room. But The Handler walked inside the room. Five and Y/n teleported to the side and Y/n pushed a cart full of tubes to The Handler but she caught in with her heel.

She was about to shoot at Y/n but Five covered her by teleporting them safely. But The Handler continued to shoot her gun everywhere.

"What's the rush, you guys? We're just getting started. Is this really how you want the last line of your reports to read?"

Five and Y/n appeared next to one another in a threshold of a tube sending machine.

"When we're done, we're done, I guess." Five smiled cheekily.

"You two can't keep this up. The three of us know that even you two have limits. I saved you two from a lifetime of being alone. You owe me." The Handler's eyes started to fill up with tears of anger and frustration. She tried to fire her gun but it didn't work because it was out of bullets.

"We do owe a debt." Y/n smiled cheekily. Then Five teleported them to the doorway that The Handler was in the beginning.

"But it's not to you." She finished. Five took the pin of the grenade and gave it to Y/n. She took it from his hands and smiled. The Handler looked scared and shocked at what is about to happen.

Y/n rolled the grenade inside the room and the both of them ran out and leaned against a wall. Five pushed her further away from the room so that she wouldn't get hurt.

He teleported them into the briefcase room, picked a date, and gave the briefcase to Y/ while he took the pin of a grenade and threw it before leaving the room.

They ran out of the room and Five hugged Y/n by shielding them both from the debris. When the room exploded he opened the briefcase and they zapped away.

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"𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄. We all died fighting this thing the first time around. Remember?" Klaus asked leaning over the counter at the Hargreeves mansion's living room.

It was Wednesday, 8:15 am again. That was because Five and Y/n saved one day they were in the commission.

"Klaus, shockingly, has a point. What gives us a win this time?" Diego said flipping his knife in his hand.

But their conversation was interrupted by electricity crackling above the counter and light shining upon them. All of the siblings looked up confused about what was happening and then Y/n and Five made their great appearance.

Y/n fell on top of Five who was holding the briefcase.

"Je-Jesus!" Allison yelled backing away.

"You guys, am I still high, or do you see them, too?" Klaus groaned.

"Five, Y/n, where have you guys been?" Luther asked as Y/n rolled off Five and on the ground but she was cathed by Allison and Luther.

"Are you all right?" Allison asked confused helping Y/n get up.

"Who did this?" Luther looked back at Five.

He stood up and got off the counter and helped Y/n stand upright y taking her hands and helping her just like Luther and Allison.

"Irrelevant." He replied taking the coffee. Y/n stood by herself letting herself free out of Five's hug.

Five took the coffee and drank almost everything before giving it to Y/n. She took it and finished. She threw it to the room's other end and they both turned around to face the siblings.

"So, the apocalypse is in three days. The only chance we have to save our world is, well, us." Five smiled sarcastically while Y/n and the siblings listened.

"The Umbrella Academy." Luther stated the obvious.

"Yeah, but with us, obviously." Y/n scoffed."So if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together and get over yourselves, we're screwed."

"Exactly. Who cares if dad messed us up? Are we gonna let that define us? No." Five added to Y/n's idea.

"And to give us a fighting chance to see next week, we've come back with a lead." Y/n pulled the paper out of her pocket and held it up."We know who's responsible for the apocalypse."

Allison reached her arm out and Y/n gave her the paper.

"This is who we have to stop." Five said as he and Y/n exchanged glances.

Allison unfolded the paper and read the name out loud.

"Harold Jenkins?"

Diego also read the name confused.

"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?

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