ʜᴀɴᴋ ᴊ ᴡɪᴍʙʟᴇᴛᴏɴ, ᴀ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏

You were looking in the bathroom mirror at your figure, it looked like something was off, like 2 different people sewn together.

"HEY- huh? Y/N!!!" You suddenly hear a voice burst into the room and sigh, you walk out of the bathroom to see Hank with a pink cloth covering his mouth.
"Uh, what are you wearing?" Hank grumbles and looks away.
"Sanford told me that you threw away my mask because it was teared. I couldn't find a new one so I had to improvise." You laugh and walk over to him, leaning on the wall.
"So, what did you need me for? Execution day?" Hank clears his throat and looks over at you, his warm brown eyes turning a cold dead tone.
"We're keeping you alive, Sanford is too emotional and thinks he can find a new connection in you or whatever. But trust me when I tell you this." Hank holds onto your shoulder with a frightening grip.
"If my trusting of you is a mistake. Then I won't hesitate to kill you." He walks out leaving you dazed.

"Wait...SANFORD!!" You rush out of the room and jump on top of Sanford who was sharpening his knife.
"WOAH!! Be careful! What's gotten into you?" Sanford quickly sets the knife on the table and gathers you in his arms, you look up at him with wide sparkly eyes and grin.
"Guess what!"
"You ate noodles...?" Your smile drops and Sanford chuckles to himself, punching him in the shoulder you adjust your self so that your head was under his.
"No. So Hank just talked to me right?" He nods.
"He said, 'if my trusting of you is a mistake I won't hesitate to kill you, grr" you lower your voice to try and match Hank's brooding tone (failing, sounding like a masculine gurgle)
"What? Oh my, let me talk to him..."
"NO NO NO NO!! Do you know what this means!" You grab onto his shoulder and smile, Sanford's tanned cheeks flare up and he grins back.
"He trusts me!" You laughs and knock him back onto the couch, Sanford clears his throat and drops his smile.
"Just because he says that, you should still be warned that he takes a long time to warm up to others. It took a month for him to trust me and Deimos~!" You put your hand on your chin in thought and nod, moving off of him, instead sitting next to him.
"So, can I ask you a question that I've been putting off?" You look up at him and nod.
"What are you to the Auditor?" You shiver and breath in deeply.
"I honestly don't know. Before he found me that day I was living in the streets, barely surviving. 3 of his agents found me and took me to him, he fed me and gave me new clothes, I got some weapons then headed down to the room where you guys broke in at." Sanford nods and ponders to himself, you run your fingers over your chest until he speaks up.
"Listen. One day me and Deimos went snooping around the A.A.H.w's base and heard 2 high level agents talking. They were saying something about a plan of the Auditors involving a woman. He was planning on making another one of himself by slowly injecting the woman with his blood until she agreed to be his mate. He would activate his blood that was now in the bloodstream and his would cause her to mutate and become as invincible as him..."

Both of you stayed silent for a moment, you were processing the information.

Why me?

"That's some twisted shit. Do you know anything else?" You blankly stared infront of you, Sanford chuckled and placed his hand on your head.
"Not the same time, but I heard another time briefly about a 'super secret plan that The Auditor's been working towards his whole life', or something like that. It's called Operation :RE:AU. If it's connected, I don't know. But..." Sanford inhales deeply, holding his breath, "If you are the woman in that case, then I'm not gonna let that happen~!" Sanford shoots you a wide grin and sets you down
"Now, tell me something." You look a him and nod, walking over to the kitchen.
"How did you learn how to fight?"

"Well, when I was 13 I killed my parents by accidently leaving a pot of tea on the stove...I got picked up by some guys who were in the CIA, got trained by them. And when they were killed I got thrown out into the streets with $100 in my pocket. That's about it." You look down and clear your throat, getting a snack down and leaning on the island.
"Wow...S-sorry for that." Sanford leans on the island infront of you and stares at you. His eyes filled with remorse...? Empathy? I don't know the right word for it.
"Not your fault. Just a shitty life that's all."
Hank Pov

I slide down my door as I hear Y/n and Sanford talking, my feelings about her, are mixed. I'm content that Sanford has found a friend again, but worried that he made the wrong one. I quickly stand up and walk outside of my room to see Sanford and Y/n looking at eachother in the kitchen, a little more looking and I notice that they're holding hands under the island.
"Hey Sanford." They both snap to look at me, Sanford clearing his throat and chuckling.
"Yeah, what's up man?" He walks over to me and smiles sheepishly.
"I found a place that's loaded with weapons, and we're out of ammo. I need you to go and raid it. Who knows when that batshit crazy clown is gonna show back up." Sanford suddenly straightens up and nods, going into the storage room. I walk over to Y/n and glare at her.
"You're staying here with me." She gulps and nods shakily before looking at my jaw.
"What are you doing?!" I grab her lower face and stare at her.
"I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!! Let me go..." her eyes were shooting daggers at me so I listened and dropped her, she sighed and looked at me weirdly with pink on her cheeks before leaving. My stomach flutters with this gut wrenching feeling, but, I ignore it.

Your pov

You leave feeling confident and look back at the still Hank before going into the bathroom, looking in the mirror as a rush of relief washes over you.
"I'm alive..."