He knew about the nightmares that she had, and the sleepless nights. But he never talked about it, she didn't either. She never talked about anything, unless he asked and even then she would give vague answers or not answer at all.

Which bothered him greatly, but how was he meant to ask? Something horrible happened to her. He knew that, but it was difficult to talk to a person who was silent most of the time. "13?" he called out when he felt her hand slide out of his.

"We need to go in there." she said calmly though her body language screamed otherwise. "Why?" Five asked. "There's food and water in there. It should be sheltered, it is underground, after all."

"What is 'it'?" Five asked even if possible, staring up at the broken building the rocks looking ready to fall at the smallest touch. "The lab" 13 said shortly before she walked into the darkness.'

"13? Hey, 13. 13. Okay, you're going to ignore me. Fine. That's perfectly fine." Five said to himself as the walked down the dark cave- like place that 13 called the 'lab'. Sighing to himself he continued to walk blindly into the darkened cave sorry, 'lab'.

"How can we find any food and water here?" he asked, 13 was still silent. Five ran his fingers through his hair, before ruffling it. "Can you, please say somethi-"

He froze, in front of them was a large metal door, and imprinted on the door was a large circle with a SSCOGT in black and the government seal. Five turned to his companion who was shaking with fear. Taking her hand, he gave it another squeeze of reassurance, but unlike before he did not let her hand go. "So, how do we get in?"

13 stared at the door, before walking towards the right side of the door. She knocked twice. There was silence. Then slowly a keypad appeared. 13 typed in the access code (4413091786), her hands still shaking. There was a guttering sound, as the door slid open.

Wires, broken machines, needles, knifes, wet books, files, boxes, broken metal tables, vials that once held different coloured liquids, the skittering sound of bugs (mostly cockroaches), broken glass and blood. Lots and lots of blood. On the floors, on the walls, even between the doors. It was everywhere. The only thing possibly worse than the blood would be the skeletons. All dressed in the lab coats, or security uniforms. They still had their name tag badges.

The duo could only stare at the site for a few minutes, before 13 started to walk past the bodies and to the other door. Typing in another access code. They walked into the next room. The first thing Five noticed is that they seemed to be going deeper underground. The other rooms in the SSCOGT lab was much like the first one they saw. A bunch of skeletons, broken vials and equipment and blood.

After going about 200 feet underground. 13 stopped in front of a door labelled Food Storage. The room was filled to the brim with cans upon cans of food and water. And that was only the first room. Picking up a sack from the corner, 13 turned towards him. "We can take some up to the surface for now. As much as we can carry."

"Yeah," Five said grabbing another 2. "Let's do it."


"Okay, I think I've got something, Delores. It's tenuous, but promising." Five said to Delores as he finished scribbling down another equation. "Tenuous…He says tenuous, Delores can you believe him! It's not tenuous, it straight up wrong!" came an irritated Ris as she jumped up from Five's bed. "This is not tenuous, Five. It's straight up nonsense."

Five rolled his eyes. "This will work."

"Ppff. Sure, and Diego is going get an actual job." snapped Ris shaking her head at the equations on the wall and the door.

"Who you talkin' to? What is all this?" came Luther's voice from the doorway.

"It's a probability map." said Five staring at his equations, while Ris shook her head, behind him. "Probability of what?" asked Luther. "Of whose death could save the world." Ris answered. "Except it's wrong!"

Luther looked at the fuming girl. "Weren't you wear a skirt?" he asked staring at Ris, who was now in a pair of black jeans and her usual shirt and sneakers. "It's called showering Luther. Ever heard of it?" she snapped back, she was not in a good mood.

"I've narrowed it down to four." Five whispered to himself, as he continued to play around with his equations. "Are you saying one of these four people causes the apocalypse?" Luther questioned confused. Ris face-palmed. "No, He's saying that their death might prevent it."

"Oh."

There was silence, the sound of Five tapping the wall with his chalk seemed to be the only sound in the room. "I'm not following." whispered Luther to Ris. She sank back onto Five's bed. The stupid in the room was hurting her brain.

Five sighed. "Time is fickle, Luther. The slightest alteration in events can lead to massively different outcomes in the time continuum. The butterfly effect. So all I have to do is find the people with the greatest probability of impacting the time line, wherever they may be, and kill them." he answered calmly, his eyes swooping over the different equations.

"Oh, yeah, Milton Greene. So who's he, a terrorist or something?" asked Luther, walking around staring at the equations. "I believe he is a gardener." Five answered as he looked in to his book, checking something.

Luther's eyes widened. "You can't be serious. Wait, this is madness, Five. You-"

Luther paused when Five pulled out a gun from under his bed. His eyes if possible widening even further. It was rather entertaining to watch. "Wh…Where'd you get that?"

"In Dad's room. I think he used it to shoot a rhinoceros. It's similar to the model I used at work. Nice shoulder fit and highly reliable." Five answered, staring at the gun thoughtfully.

Luther looked absolutely horrified. Ris shut her eyes, her headache getting worse by the second, maybe she could take a nap.

"But you can't. This guy, Milton is just an innocent man." Luther said his face scandalize, Ris had a feeling he didn't like killing aspect of the job.

"It's basic math. His death could potentially save the lives of billions. If I did nothing, he'd be dead in four days anyway. The apocalypse won't spare anyone." Five agitated as he gripped the gun expertly. "We don't do this kind of thing." Luther retorted.

"We are not doing anything. I am…And Rissa too. he added, inkling in head at her. "I can't let you go and kill innocent people. No matter how many lives you'll save." Luther said evenly, Ris was surprised, she didn't expect him to hold his ground. But Five wasn't budging in the argument.

"Well, good luck stopping me." Five said in a clipped tone, before making his way to the door. Ris slowly picked herself off the bed, rubbing her eyes as she did so.

Luther sighed. "You're not going anywhere." he said, picking up Delores and holding her out the open window. Instantly Ris had woken up, her eyes wide, as Five instantly had his gun pointed at Luther.

"Put. Her. Down." Five said through gritted teeth, he was furious. And you wouldn't want to be near Five when he was furious. Ris flew between the gun and Luther. "Boys, chill out. We can talk. Luther bring Delores here. Five put the gun down." she said slowly.

"Yes, put the gun down. You're not killing anyone. I know she's important to you, so don't make me do this." Luther said calmly. "Give her to me Luther." Ris said holding out her hand. Placing her other over Five's gun. She felt like Owen in Jurassic World.

"It's either her or the gun. You decide." Luther replied, though Ris could hear some delight in doing this. Five looked conflicted, Ris looked worried and Luther released Delores.

Five instantly spatial-jumped towards her catching her quickly, but Ris could see that he was about to fall to grabbing his shoulders she pulled him and Delores from the window.

While Five cuddled Delores in his arms, he glared at his brother; returning his attention to Delores sitting down on the bed.

Ris backed away, watching them silently, glaring at Luther. "I can keep doin' this all day." Luther said calmly, setting down the gun. "I know you're still a good person, Five. Otherwise, you wouldn't have risked everything coming back here to save us all." Luther said, walking closer towards him. "But you're not on your own anymore."

"There is one way. But it's just about impossible." Five whispered. "More impossible than what brought you back here." Luther replied. Ris smirked.

"Well, even if is impossible. It's kind of fun to do the impossible, Walt Disney. And the man is a genius so, whatever wackadoodly idea you have. Is most likely possible." she commented, her eyes shining. Five couldn't help it, he smirked too.


Violin played beautiful throughout Vanya's quiet quaint apartment. She played wonderfully. After she finished a piece, she would start the next one immediately to practice. But she took a 1 minute break.

The sound of clapping rang out in the silence, destroying it completely. Vanya whipped around at the sound to see a young 13 year old girl in a white shirt with a black tie, black jeans and sneakers and a simple black watch on her wrist. Her long hair that was put into a loose plait and brown eyes that looked like freshly-brewed dark coffee. The girl was lounging on the couch a rather mischievous look on her face.

"Brava! Ancho! You're really good, you know. First chair will be in the bag for you." squealed the girl brightly. "Also you really should have locks your windows. Rapists, criminals and murders can climb. Just saying."

She jumped up from the couch. "Oh! I almost forgot, I'm Ris" she said holding out her hand form Vanya to shake which she did, though she was extremely weirded out. Ris gigged. "No, Vanya. I'm not going to rob you blind. I'm a friend of Five's. To answer your question."

"I didn't ask a question." Vanya replied slowly. "Did you just read my mind?"

Ris blinked, before face palming herself. "I'm so sorry, your thoughts were just loud. So I blurted them out. Sorry, I don't usual read people unless it important. Like life or death. I try not to interfere. Sorry." Ris babbled, the amount of apologies Vanya was receiving shocked her, she was usual the one doing the apologizing not the other way around.

"It's…uh…its okay. I'm Vanya." She said before realizing that Ris already knew her name so that was pointless. Ris smiled at her brightly. "I really wanted to meet you for a while, but I never had the chance."

Vanya couldn't help, but feel happy at the young girl. She was so happy to meet her. It was refreshing. "Anyway, you play beautifully, could you play me a piece, please?" Ris asked, her doe-like eyes shining. Vanya smiled.

"Sure."


"You were a lab experiment, weren't you?" Five said the minute they reached the broken city. 13 nodded. "Why?"

13 looked down, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "We're going to be here for a while, so you might as well tell me. You…might feel better…I guess?" murmured Five.

"I was born on October 1, 1989." she gulped. "I was the child of one of the 43 woman. There were 3 choices. Stay with your parents, get adopted by Reginald Hargreaves or government testing. Unfortunately for me, I only had one option the last one. I wasn't the only one. But I was the first. Every day they would bring in a new child or specimen as they liked to call it.

"We were raised in the labs, played in them, learned in them. Sheltered from the rest of the world. Everything we did was to find our ability, learn how to use it and master it. It was easy, fun at first.

Then the torture started and the…the screams. I had friends…well they were family...Lauran, Alex, Corrin…I had many. But in the end…They were…killed. I was the only one….Out of 20 children…" she whispered, her eyes widening seeming to finally realize.

I WAS THE ONLY ONE!" the younger screamed. "It wasn't fair, I can't be…I…I'm a monster…I don't deserve….I never deserved to live…I deserved to die with them…I" 13 moaned, covering her face, small thick tears falling from her face..

Five had a feeling she never let out all the pain, the grief. Survivor's guilt. "13, why did you not have a choice? he whispered, his voice cracking slightly. "Because, my mother was the head scientist." she whispered, before she burst out crying

And as 13 sobbed on the waste land of a world. Five pulled her close to him, like she had done to him not so long ago…making a promise to protect her from all the pain disgusting world had…

Ris was fond of Vanya, she was good-natured and shy, loveable once you got to know her and extremely patient. And with the threat of the apocalypse and the insane plan that she and Five had. This was needed, the calm before the storm. She also liked meeting Five's dysfunctional family. "So, Ris. Do only read minds or?"

"Technically, it's not my 'ability'" Ris answered swirling the warm tea in her mug. Vanya raised her eyebrows. "I…um...Mimic Abilities. Physical ones, anyway."

"Mimic?" Vanya questioned. Ris nodded, jumping of the couch, walking to the Vanya's violin. "For instance, you play the violin. I watched you play. May I?"

Vanya nodded, Ris picked the violin up, resting it under her chin and started to play. The piece, Vanya had played earlier. Vanya's eyes widened the piece that took her over 4 days to learn, Ris had managed to played the violin piece perfectly. Without practice.

Ris set down the violin gently, grinning from ear to ear. "How did I do?" "That was amazing!" Vanya said awe. "So that…copy anyone's abilities. Powers too?"

"Anyone's. Powers too" Ris confirmed, allowing herself to levitate of the floor to Vanya's amusement, before levitating Vanya. "Once I see it, I can mimic it. The more I practice with the power and the closer I am with the person, the stronger I get. With the ability."

"So, Five's-"

Ris grinned, before spatial-jumping sorry, portalling, back onto Vanya's couch with a fanit 'pop'. Vanya smiled at her childlike nature. "Like second nature." She said, deciding to sit upside down and talk to Vanya (who was still floating). "So, the mind reading and the um...floating?"

"Levitating. And touch telepathy"

"Who did you mimic?" Ris's face fell for a second, before putting on a pained smile.

"My…uh…best friends. Lauran and Corrin. Lauran had air manipulation, she was able to lift, float bend, and move anything. And I mean anything even water. And Corrin could control and read minds. They were incredible. I mean, together they were unstoppable."

"What happened to them?" Vanya asked quietly. Ris looked down ashamed. "I let them die… It was my fault." she looked at Vanya.

"Good people are like candles, Vanya. They burn themselves up to give others light."


"You think they'll buy it?" Luther asked as he and Five pulled up in a deserted street in the middle of nowhere. Five started at the briefcase thoughtfully. "Well, what I do know is that they're desperate-"

THUNK!

The two whipped around at the noise. "Shit! Owww." came the mischievous feminine voice of Ris from the car roof. Five sighed, rubbing his temples.

Ris jumped off the car roof, landing hard on the road, rubbing her legs. "That SUCKED! Would it kill you two to stop and pull over for gas? I had to spatial-jump the whole way to get here."

"Well at least, you got its name, right" Five remarked cheekily as Ris jumped into the backseat of the car. She rolled her eyes. "Do you have anything useful? Or have you spent your free time snogging Delores?"

"Hey!" Five yelled out, grabbing a scrunched up piece of paper and throwing it at her. (it would have been more effective if it was harder and not so easy to dodge.) The former burst out laughing at Five's agitated look and Luther highly uncomfortable one.

Grinning from ear to ear, she poked her head, though the space between the seats. "As Five was saying, Hazel and Cha-Cha are desperate. It's like a cop losing his gun. If the Commission finds out, they'll be in deep shit. Oh, not to mention the fact that they'll be stuck here until they get it back." she explained leaning back into the seat, pulling out a pocket notebook and a pencil.

"Well, I should hold onto it." Luther said firmly, the two 13 year olds raised their eyebrows simultaneously. "In case they make a move on you. Either one of you" he elaborated.

"Okay, Luther, but be careful. I mean, I've lived a long life, but you're still a young man. You got your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste it." Five said seriously, patting Luther's arm. Ris was going to explode with laughter at Luther's face, but stopped when she spotted an approaching car.

"Showtime." she said nudging Five in the cars direction. He sighed, glancing at Luther. "Here we go. If this all goes sideways, do me a favor and tell Delores I'm sorry."

"And that he'll kiss her later. And that he loves all his little imaginary DelorFives." Ris added in cheekily. "Rissa, if you don't shut up. I'm going to throw you out a window." Five threatened as he stepped out of the car, Ris following in suit.

"Oh, I'd love to see you try." she teased, he smiled at her. Taking her hand and giving it a squeeze. Focusing on warm her hand was. And how comforting it felt in his.

The sound of the car door, brought the two 13 year olds out of their brief moment of bliss. "Let's show, what real partners look like." she said her classic 'I'm-a-fearless-badass' smirk on her face.

"The masks really necessary?" Five asked as the colourfill, children masks stared him and Ris in the face. "So where is it, kid?" growled Cha-Cha, pulling off her mask.

"Wow, that's how you're gonna start. You know, we can get right back in our car and call it a day." Five remarked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as Ris smirked at the two assassins.

"You won't even make it halfway there." Cha-Cha pulling out her silver handgun pointing it at Five. Instantly Cha-Cha and Hazel had 2 black handguns pointing at them, Ris pointing one at Cha-Cha.

The other floating in the air pointed at Hazel. "Wouldn't do that." Ris commented lightly, tilting her head to one side an innocent look on her face, beside her Five was smirking his butt off.

"Maybe. But as I'm sure you found out in your previous foray, my brother is not your average giant. And my darling partner Clarissa here, would kill you both and possibly be able to stop your bullet, before it penetrated" Five noted, a hint of snark in his voice.

"He's right. You dropped a chandelier on him, got right back up." Hazel quipped in, Ris gave him a small kind smile, despite him being on the Commission's end. He was always the pacifier to Cha-Cha's rage.

"By the time you took him out, he'd smash your precious briefcase to a pulp. And Clarissa would have killed both of you. Before that would even happen."

"So, how do we help each other?" asked Hazel calmly. Five sighed, before answering, his voice practically screaming at Ris that this wouldn't work. "I need you to get in contact with your superior so I can have a chat with her. Face-to-face."

"About what?" snarled Cha-Cha in a way that reminded Ris of an angry rabid dog, well it suited Cha-Cha she could be a real bitch. "Well, I don't believe that's any of your concern." Ris stated, staring down the younger (well now she was the younger. But in any case…) woman.

Cha-Cha looked conflicted, before (rather begrudgingly) agreeing. "Fine. Just don't tell her about the briefcase."

"Fair enough." agreed Five, the two temporal assassins walked away, from their duo of backstabbers, to the phone booth on the side of the road. Ris turned to walk back to the car, before she did so Five grabbed her arm, pulling her close in towards him.

So close that Ris could hear his loud rhythmic heartbeat. He bent down and whispered so quietly that Ris wouldn't have heard him if it wasn't for her incredible good hearing and her touch telepathy.

"Ris, I need you to sever our connection, when I talk to the Handler." He whispered urgently. "Sure," she murmured back, before pausing. "Why?

"Nevermind why," Five whispered hurriedly. "Can you give me one of your guns?" Ris raised her eyebrows questioning him with her eye alone. "Trust me." He whispered. "Trust me, Clarissa, please."

Ris huffed, she really wanted to argue about this. But she swallowed down the need to argue with extreme difficulty. "Fine."

Five smiled at her, not his usual, slightly creepy smirks or grins or a genuine kind smile (that he sometimes allowed people to see. No, it was a smile that was special a smile, he reserved just for her.

Ris didn't know how the smile made her feel. It was never just one emotion, more like a million at once. "Thank you." he breathed out gratified, his aquamarine eyes staring into her deep dark coffee/chocolate ones. Ris nodded. "Don't make me regret it."

The clearing off a throat, brought the two 13 year olds out of their trancelike state. "What happens now?" asked Luther looking a tad bit awkward. "Now we wait." Ris replied slumping into the backseat of the car.

30 minutes later…

"So, what do you, think? Hmm" Ris asked as she handed Five her sketch of Klaus. "Nice," he inspected. "But I would fix the hair, a bit. It's a bit more upward." he said looking at the sketch, as Ris nodded, making mental notes in her head.

Before she could ask him if there was anything else that could improve on a tingling of an ice-cream truck in the distance, made all their heads turn.

"Is that her?" asked Luther confused. Ris furrowed her eyebrows. "More importantly. Is that Ride of the Valkyries, playing?"

As the truck pasted them, the world seemed to go slow-mo. Klaus waved cheerfully from the driver's seat, smiling like the devil. "What the hell is he doing here?" the duo muttered, Ris slowly waving back.

"It's a setup!" Cha-Cha shouted, she and Hazel opening fire on the ice-cream truck and Ris, Five and Luther. Luther instantly jumped in front of Ris and Five.

The truck knocking Hazel and Cha-Cha to the ground. Before Ris could pull out her gun, her mind went blank….


Silence. The air had been filled out with the sound of gunfire and the constant tingling of the ice-cream truck. But know there was total silence. Five slowly turned to Ris, she want breathing or moving at all.

She was stuck in her position of pulling out her gun. Luther had been froze too. Five peered at Hazel and Cha-Cha they were suspended in the air, almost hitting the cold grey road, but not. Not yet anyway. He walked forward to inspect the strange...pause.

"Neat trick, isn't it?" came a familiar sickly sweet slightly high pitched voice. He turned to see her. She hadn't changed much. She looked exactly the same. Reminding him of when she came to pick him up, the shock, Ris's worry, his glazed over eyes of what could be…

"Hello, Five. You look good, all things considered." she said as if they were simply discussing the weather. Sticking his hands into his pockets, he began to miss the warmth of Rissa in the back of his mind. "It's good to see you again." he replied, making sure to make his face as blank as possible.

"Feels like we met just yesterday. Course, you were a little bit older then. Congratulations on the age regression, by the way. Very clever. Threw us all off the scent."

"Ah, well, I wish I could take credit. I just miscalculated the time dilation projections and frequency matches, and…Well, you know. Here I am."

"You realize your efforts are futile. So why don't you tell me what you really want?" The Handler asked making Five feel like a child as she pulled her hands behind her back, rocking from side to side.

Five felt insulted, she did that on purpose. Because whenever Ris was nervous or worried she would rock from side to side. Many would think of this as coincidence, but Five knew exactly what it was, a threat.

"I want you to put a stop to it." he answered coping her position, his eyes quickly flickering towards Ris, to check if she was still there. The Handler was never above kidnap.

"You realize what you're asking for is next to impossible, even for me. What's meant to be is meant to be. That's our raison d'être." she voiced, Five pulling out Ris's black handgun.

"Yeah? Well how about survival as a raison?" he mocked, she didn't seem as intimidated or worried as he thought she'd be.

"I'll just be replaced. I'm but a small cog in a machine." She said, walking closer towards him "This fantasy you've been nurturing about summoning up your family to stop the apocalypse is just that. A fantasy. I must say, though, we're all quite impressed with your initiative, your stick-to-itiveness, really quite, quite something. Which is why we want to offer you a new position back at the Commission, in management."

Five bit back a laugh. "Sorry, what's that now?"

"Come back to work for us again. You know it's where you belong." She stated, edging closer to him with every word, his hand gripped on the gun. "Well, it didn't work out too well the last time." he reminded her, she was so close she could reach out a touch the gun.

"But you wouldn't be in the correction division any longer. I'm talking about the home office. You'd have the best health and pension, and an end to this ceaseless travel." she pressed, walking closer.

"You're a distinguished professional in schoolboy shorts. We have the technology to reverse the process. I mean, you, you can't, be happy like this." She said reaching out and pulling his hand that had become slack, to the ground.

"I'm not looking for happy." he said, gritting teeth.

"You and I both know that's not true." She said her eyes flickering elsewhere for a moment before returning to Five. "We're all looking for happy. We can make that happen. We can make you yourself again." she said caressing his cheek gentlly, but Five would have preferred if she had slapped him.

Five sighed. "What about Ris? And my family?"

"What about them?" she asked, Five felt disgusted. "I want them to survive." He snapped. The Handler looked at the scene playing in front of her. "All of them?" she asked in an exasperated tone. "Yes, all of them." He confirmed with some shock, this woman was insane.

"Well," she said putting her black pointed glasses back on. "I'll see what I can do. Do we have a deal?" she asked holding her hand out for Five to shake. "One thing." He said walking over to the Hazel's gun on the floor, he pulled out the bullets, tossing it to one side, he did the same with the shell of the gun.

He then walked over to the bullet flying towards Luther, moving it strategically so it would not harm him or Ris. He turned to the Handler. "Can I talk to Clarissa?" he asked his don't-care voice cracking slightly, she raised her eyebrows. "I want to say goodbye." He whispered. She nodded, gesturing towards Ris who had suddenly unfroze.

Her gun was out now, and she had a look of triumph on her face. Which vanished instantly when she saw the new scene in front of her. "What the f-"

Five ran over towards her, covering her mouth, he dragged her towards the car. "Ris,-"

"What did you do?" she said instantly using her you-better-give-me-a-truthful-awnser-or-else-I'm-gonna-rip-your-throat-out voice. Which is the most intimidating thing in the universe. So Five knew better than to lie. She would end him, bring him back to life and kill him again, then possibly dance on his grave. While yelling 'I told you so!' or 'You idiot, you never listen to me, see what happened?!'

"I can't talk long-" "What the hell did you do?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest, some of her ebony hair falling out of her loose plait, her deep brown eyes staring knifes and daggers at him.

"I made a deal, with a she-devil. Okay, I'm leaving to work in the Commission again-" he whispered hurriedly. "What!?" she burst out. "Shh," he hissed. "Let me finish." he whispered back. Ris sighed, but complied. "Continue." she whispered back, giving him a look of clear disapproval.

"I can't tell you everything, but I need you to trust me. Trust me with…all the trust you have…" She bit her lip, looking down, rocking from side to side. Five gripped her shoulders.

"I'm not abandoning you, Ris. I never will. I just need you to trust me." He said gently. "And remember," he slowly squeezed her hand over the watch. "We call, we come." Her eyes widened in realization.

"Goodbye, Clarissa." He whispered, giving her a tight hug, Ris buried her head into his chest. "See you soon, Five. Be careful. Don't die." She whispered back, squeezing him tightly.

The two would have stayed like that forever, but the clearing of The Handlers throat told them it was time for Five to leave. Kissing her gently on the forehead.

Five ran back to the Handler, she held her hand out. Five looked back at Ris, who gave him a small encouraging smile. Before he gripped The Handler's hand and the two vanished.

With a whoosh and a zap.


Chaos. Instant chaos insured the nanosecond Five and the Handler disappeared. Hazel and Cha-Cha's scream, the smashing of the truck into Hazel and Cha-Cha's car, the irritated noise of the ice-cream truck chimes. Ris however remained silent and uncurbed the noise. Five's separating from her was painful, not in a figurative sense. More literal, she actually had a blinding headache. She felt like she had time-travelled, except 10x worse.

"Five? Five!" Luther yelled out, despite her protests Ris stumbled and fell to the floor, cupping her hands over her ears. 'Count to 10.'

1…2…3…

Hazel and Cha-Cha ran towards Luther who was still holding the briefcase. "Come get it!" he yelled, throwing the briefcase high into the air. It landed with a clatter. Cha-Cha ran after it while Hazel searched for his gun.

4…5…6…

"Come on. Come on." Klaus groaned grabbing Diego. "Wait. My shoes hurt." Diego moaned. "What the hell are you guys doing here?" asked Klaus as they dragged Diego to the car.

7…8…9….

"Wait! Grab Ris!" "Get in the car. I'll grab her"

10.

Her eyes snapped open. Jumping into action, before Luther could pick her up. Swiping her hand roughly in the air, the air flew like a gust of wind, knocking Hazel off his feet. He flew backwards, landing hard onto the road. Before running into the driver's seat. "Get in!" she yelled out.

"Rissie, go! Go!" Klaus yelled, Ris revved the engine, before driving away at top speed.

"Damn it!" Hazel yelled out angrily in the distance, which had been closely followed by a scream of: "Shit!" from Cha-Cha, who then screamed out: 13, you BITCH!

"Luther, take the wheel for a sec." Ris asked, without waiting for an answer. Ris pulled down the window, gripping the inside of the car. She lifted her head out, allowing herself to hang out of the car.

Shooting her a wink, waving and smiling like an idiot. "Takes one to know one."

Cha-Cha screaming back. After they disappeared from site, she jumped back into the car. "That was for Patch and Klaus" She said turning towards Diego and Klaus. The brothers exchanged looks…Before the car erupted into yells of laughter, shouting. Ris smiled…

'Don't worry, Five. I'll protect them for you.' She thought, before turning on the radio. Smiling as 'Happy Together' my Gerard Way and Ray Toro's blasted throughout the car.

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