World of tomorrow || 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕖𝕝 𝔽𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖 ☂︎︎ (Part 2)

Me, Diego, Five and 'The Girl' strolled up the stairs to Elliot's living room, with me and Five slightly ahead. Five was skimming up the stairs, missing out 1 or 2 every time. I cocked my head behind me, closely analyzing the girl. She was wearing heavy black makeup around her eyes, with dungarees and red Doc Martins. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face, I wanted to try and be nice too her, seeing as I desperately wanted a friend. She looked away from Diego and our eyes met when we arrived at the top of the stair case. Her paper white teeth showing as she kindly grinned. Triggering Five to lace our hands together and press his lips against mine, along with letting out an agitated scoff. Clearly showing how territorial he is over me. Signaling I'm his.

I pulled away, astounded about what I had seen. Elliot had emerged from behind the corner, pointing a shotgun at the four of us. A dubious expression painted on his face.

"Where the hell did you get that film? 'The Frankel Footage", Elliot scolded." And you had better give me the truth this time, before I ring the bloody Police!"

Diego's head was immediately snapped in mine and Five's direction, curious to know if we knew this maniac. "I'm guessing you know this lunatic?", Diego assumed.

"He's a new companion of ours, trust me he's harmless", I persuaded and reassured Diego.

"Are you really sure he's harmless, Y/n?", Diego questioned as he crossed his muscular arms, slightly raising one eyebrow.

"Are you antagonists of the people. You had better explain yourselves right now!", Elliot bellowed.

"Such an undetermined question really", Diego quietly chuckled.

"I guess it really depends on the people", Five added as he began to slowly walk forward, shielding me with his body, while my hand was still tightly in his. I bet he could feel my palms starting to sweat from the anxiety of Elliot pointing that gun at us.

"I swear to God, if any of you move one more muscle, I will blow your heads off!", Elliot practically screamed.

"Five, do you want to handle this situation? Or should I?", Diego mumbled to Five, who's face was turning into a cold scowl.

"Nope... I've got this"

Five rapidly released my sweaty hand, before kissing my knuckles. He lit up the room with a familiar blue light as he spacial jumped beside Elliot. Five grabbed the gun with a hissing intake of breath, then pointed it upwards, as his body shook uncontrollably. Elliot tried to fire the gun towards us, but the bullet hit the ceiling. The gun let off an ear screeching "BANG!", as it was fired. Fragments of glass and ceiling rained down onto the floor, coating us all in a thin layer of dust.

"What the hell just happened?", The girl spluttered as we all brushed the dust from our clothes.

I could only watch as Diego and Five looked at each other, sharing the same mischievous expression. I shook my head, placing my hand on my forehead, trying not to laugh.

"Get him!", Five said to Diego.

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10 Minutes Later

"Stop struggling", The girl spat at Elliot as she held down his tied feet with her free hand, painting his toenails lime green.

Five and Diego had tied Elliot to one of his Dentist chairs, averting Elliot from making an escape or grabbing the gun again.

Five had grabbed the developed 'Frankel Footage' and placed it into the video projector, the machine making a satisfying click as it slotted in. We had darkened the room until it became an dingy atmosphere, all the blinds were down and the curtains were drawn, perfect for viewing the footage. I had pulled down the projector screen, having to stand on my tippy toes, seeing as it was high up on the wall. Diego was sat on the counter beside the projector, toying with a knife in his hands, while his legs dangled off the edge. Five was stood on the other side of the projector, biting at his nails in anticipation after turning on the machine. The light from the projector lit up the inky black room I was hovering next to the girl, curious to know her name.