𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟹𝟹𝟷𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁: 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝚃𝙾𝚁

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"What the hell?"

You watched from outside as Hazel and Cha-Cha interrogate a poor man whose wrists were tied up in chains from above. You couldn't really see the man because his back was facing you but you saw he was bald.

'Okay, I know I don't really see Number Five that often but I know that he isn't bald.' You continued to watch as Cha-Cha and Hazel interrogated the man.

"You gotta tell me how you did the London job in '66." Cha-Cha said to the man as you walked closer to hear them clearly. "Beautiful work. Really."

"I swear to Christ, I have no idea what the hell you're talking—" The man's sentence was interrupted by his own scream of pain when Cha-Cha electrocuted him while Hazel continued to eat. "I am just a tow truck driver. I've never even been to London." The man cried out."

"Tuna?" Hazel offered to Cha-Cha. "Delicious. You want half?"

Cha-Cha waved her hand in dismissal. "I'm fine, thanks."

Hazel took a bite of his sandwich before throwing a punch on the poor man's face. You scrunched your face, wincing from what you're seeing. 'Poor guy. These idiots thought he's Number Five.'

"That's for no mayo." Hazel said as the man whimpered.

'Oh, he stole the man's tuna sandwich. Now this is just getting sadder and more painful to watch.'

"Does Number Five seem like he'd be a whimperer to you?" Cha-Cha questioned Hazel.

Hazel shook his head. "Not from what I heard."

'I bet he would be laughing at those two idiots right now.' You smirked. You looked closely to see Cha-Cha pulling out Five's photo to compare it to the man's face.

"That seems close enough to me." Hazel said.

"Strong resemblance, I'll grant you that, but... the space between the eyes is different, the chin is not quite the same. There's a dimple." Cha-Cha pointed out.

"There is a dimple."

'Are they literally just finding him from one picture? They didn't even read his file or— you know what, never mind.'

"I am not the guy that you are look..." The man was unable to finish his sentence again when Cha-Cha electrocuted him again. You flinched. 'Bloody hell, Cha-Cha.'

"No talking." Cha-Cha warned.

"He was the only guy in the doughnut shop, wasn't he?" Hazel asked.

"Was there anyone else in the doughnut shop with you last night, Syd?" Cha-Cha questioned the man.

"I don't know. Just the waitress and some kid."

"Some kid? Elaborate."

'I know about this already. I'm outta here.' You were about to leave until you heard the man's answer. "I... I don't know. Uh... he was weird. He said something about coming there when he was young."

"Huh. Now that is weird." You whispered to yourself. 'And that kid is definitely Number Five.'

Cha-Cha seemed to understand now what was going on and looked at Hazel. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Italian for dinner?"

"Focus, I'm talking about the kid."

"What about him?"

"Time travel's a bitch."

"Especially without a briefcase."

"What if the kid is Number Five?"

'Took you long enough to realize that.' You rolled your eyes.

"It's sort of hard to wrap your head around." Hazel admitted.

"You see, I told you, I am not the guy..." The man cried out.

"What else did you and the kid talk about?" Cha-Cha asked.

"I... I think that's it." The man answered.

'Well, thanks for wasting my time.' You were ready to leave again to avoid watching the man getting electrocuted but after he was done screaming, what the man said next stopped you from walking away.

"All I remember is he wanted directions to some department store. That's it, I swear."

"Department store?" Hazel asked. "Okay. Elaborate."

You continued to listen and after hearing enough information, you smiled to yourself and dusted yourself off. 'Thanks for that. It didn't waste my time after all.' You quickly ran away but didn't know Cha-Cha heard you running. Cha-Cha quickly went out to check out but saw no sign of you.

You started the engine of the motorcycle and quickly drove away. You were surprised at how you could even drive this thing even in you being stuck in a 15-year-old body.

Cha-Cha went back inside as Hazel stared at her in confusion. "What?" Hazel asked. Cha-Cha looked outside. "I think that was Red. We have to get Number Five immediately before she does."

"Why?"

"Losing Number Five to Red might cause us to lose our jobs, Hazel. Now let's go."

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You put your mask and hood on as you looked up at the mall. You quietly entered the store and noticed something. There was someone already inside the store but you doubted it was a security guard. You walked closer to find a boy in school uniform staring up in a mannequin doll. 'Number Five?'

You walked closer but cautiously as you slowly heard what he was saying to the doll.

"It's good to see you." The boy told the mannequin. You were staring at him and slowly your eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. 'I-Is... is he mad or somethin'?'

"I've missed you... obviously." He whispered softly as he stared at the mannequin lovingly. "Well, I... it's been a rough couple of days."

You took this opportunity to jump out of your hiding spot and tackled the boy to the ground. He dropped his flashlight and its light pointed right at the both of you. You were on top of him and had a dagger in your hand that you pulled out from your pocket.

You raised your hand to stab him until you saw his face from the flashlight's light. It was Number Five but... a child. You didn't know why you froze. You could've easily stabbed him or kill him right then and there.

His green eyes frantically looked around until he met your eyes. He was unsure how to feel. He could've easily spatial jumped or punch you to get you off of him but he was somehow mesmerized by your eyes.

You broke the gaze and looked up to see two figures wearing masks: one was wearing a pink dog mask and the other one was a blue bear mask. "Shit." You whispered. 'It's Hazel and Cha-Cha!'

They brought out their guns and Five finally saw them. "No!" Five yelled. You quickly stood up and pulled him towards you to hide to dodge the bullets. 'Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity-fuck.' You rambled in your thoughts. 'And why the hell am I saving him?'

Five turned to you and looked at you bewildered. "Who the hell are you?" He questioned. You didn't answer, afraid he might recognize your voice. You peeked your head out to see where Hazel and Cha-Cha is. You pulled him along with you and hid in an aisle of clothes. 'Red, keep it together. Just kill him for fuck's sake.'

Five saw the mannequin's body got shot and was only left was her upper body. You turned to Five with furrowed eyebrows. 'Don't you dare.'

As you predicted, Five quickly ran towards the upper body of the plastic doll then went on a different aisle. He looked at you as he held the mannequin close to him. 'Who are you?' He set the doll down and ran away to distract the two assassins.

You stared at him in disbelief. 'What a mad, mad, man.' You know you could've easily killed him or just beat him to death but your instinct on saving him kicked in. You didn't know why. Why is the man, err, boy, worth saving?

Five spatial jumped around to avoid bullets causing you, Cha-Cha, and Hazel to see.

"You see that?" Cha-Cha asked Hazel.

"You said he was special. So now what?"

"You start over there, I'll go to the other end. Meet in the middle. Shoot anything that moves."

You looked at the mannequin who was staring at you. 'Eugh. I'm not looking at that fucking thing.' You heard footsteps behind you so you turned around to see Hazel staring down at you. He seemed to not have recognized you from the dark and the fact that he was also wearing a big-ass mask, made it worse from recognizing you.

You slashed your dagger on his leg causing the man to yell in pain. You quickly ran off and abandoned the doll, not caring about it. 'Shit, shit, shit, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!'

"There's another one!" Hazel cried out.

"What!?" Cha-Cha exclaimed.

"I saw someone! I think they're with him!"

"Then kill them!"

You quickly got down when you heard gunshots again. You took out your bow and arrow and aimed it at Five. But you moved it a bit and shot it at Cha-Cha who was chasing him. The woman winced in pain. 'That one's mine.' You put your bow back to your back and followed Five.

Suddenly, gunshots from Hazel's gun filled the place and one bullet managed to hit you. You screamed in pain as you got down and pressed pressure on your wound on your shoulder. 'Great fuckin' timing.'

"Are you okay?" Hazel asked Cha-Cha.

Cha-Cha instantly took the arrow off and saw the red fletching. "It's Red. She's here with us."

You hid on the clothes sections and quickly took deep breaths, clutching your wounded shoulder. Five reappeared with a bag in hand and took the doll to stuff it inside. From afar, he saw you. Once he was done, he hung the strap of the bag on his shoulder.

You looked at him as you two stared at each other again. Five quickly ran away causing you to chase him and running away from Hazel and Cha-Cha. Five tried to spatial jumped but was unable to. "Shit! Come on!" He tried again but was unable to do it again.

Five glanced at you and continued to run and eventually hid but Cha-Cha and Hazel found him. "Got him!" Cha-Cha exclaimed. You were about to pull out your gun, that you finally remembered having it, until you, Hazel, and Cha-Cha got distracted with the sirens wailing outside. Five took the chance to ran away and hid behind a counter.

Hazel and Cha-Cha looked back where Five was but found he was gone.

"The bastard jumped again."

"Come on, let's go."

You saw a glimpse of Hazel and Cha-Cha leaving. You have no other choice but to leave since you were bleeding all over. Five peeked his head out and saw you. You sent him a glare before running away.

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I have updated a bit early because I wanted to say something:

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I have been alarmed about what was happening and it's infuriating me. Then, I saw the posts of Justin H. Min (yeah, Ben Hargreeves himself) and Jacob Batalon (Ned Leeds) on Instagram that an Asian woman was attacked in NYC.

When I looked for more, I saw a video of what happened. A 65-year-old Filipino woman was attacked by a guy outside of a shop and people just watched and closed the door. tHEY WATCHED AND DIDN'T HELP HER.

I am Asian, a Filipino to be exact, and seeing that just made my blood boil. It's deeply upsetting to see what was happening around Asians being attacked or hated.

Stop Asian Hate.