𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐅. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒

𝟹𝟾. 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚅𝚂. 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴

𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟿𝟸𝟽𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚁𝚃𝚈-𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚅𝚂. 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴

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Luther nervously rubbed his hands together as he walked alongside the older Five. The older Five scratched his neck using his shoulder. "All right, just be cool 'till I finish the job on the grassy knoll." The older Five told Luther. "We'll get the time math and I'll ice the squirt."

Luther sighed. "I just wish there was another way, you know?"

"There isn't. Look at him." The older Five and Luther glanced at Five who suddenly yelled at a civilian. "What are you looking at?" Five questioned. "See something funny?"

"Worst case of paradox psychosis I have ever seen." The older Five commented. He noticed Luther looking worriedly at the teen who was scratching the back of his head. "What's wrong?"

"Well, I... feel bad for him, you know?" Luther answered. "He's just a little guy."

"Mind your business!" Five continued to exclaim. "Or I'll give you something to stare at. You wish you could pull off these shorts!"

The Old Five rolled his eyes. "Everybody's a little guy to you. You look like King Kong and the Hitler Youth had a baby."

Five scratched the back of his head as he watched his older-looking self and Luther talking. 'Oh, they're planning on something.' As the two stopped talking, the older Five continued walking while Luther waited for Five.

Luther chuckled nervously at Five who was staring up at him suspiciously. "Hey, brother." Luther greeted. "How are you doing?"

Five narrowed his eyes at him and glanced at his older self. "He's gonna kill me, isn't he?"

Luther scoffed. "What?" He shook his head. "What, him? He's gonna kill you? That's ridiculous."

"You know, you're a terrible liar, Luther." Five stated causing Luther's nervous smile to disappear instantly and pinched his nose bridge in stress. "You're a worse liar than you are a spotter."

"Okay, who's fault is that? What good is having a spotter if you won't even listen to him?"

"So you admit you're conspiring against me?"

"Do you admit that you're suffering from paradox psychosis?"

"All I'm suffering from is bracing clarity about you and your murderous intentions."

"Look, it's not like he's gonna 'kill you' kill you. He just wants to kill a, um, version of you."

Five froze to stare at his brother in disbelief and approached him. "But I am that version of me."

"Hey, I don't love it, either, but he's got a pretty good plan."

"What?" Five asked. "The one where you guys off me and then jump to 2019 to save the world?"

"Yeah, wait, how did you know that?"

Five wiped his sweat off his forehead. "Because I am him and that is exactly what I would do if I were trying to kill me!"

"Okay, all I know is we've got one Five too many, and you're the one acting like a maniac."

Five snapped his head towards Luther before walking quickly to his side. "Maniac? Luther, you have seen nothing. If you want a maniac, I will show you maniac." He threatened, earning a step back from Luther.