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When we landed, we were on the ground floor of Elliot's apartment. We quickly walked up at stairs so that we could get our siblings, Luther and Diego, who we knew would be in the apartment right now.
When we got to the top of the stairs, we saw someone sitting on the dental chair that Elliot owns. There was a blue drape over them and it was stained with blood.
"The fuck is that" I said while looking at the strange looking object. "I don't know" Five said silently. He put down the brief case gently before opening the drape.
Under it, we saw something that made us gasp loudly. It was Elliot. But he was dead. We looked at the dead body in shock. Why was he dead? What happened to him? We didn't know. But this was not the time to look into Elliot's mystery. So, we put the drape back over his head and pretended like nothing happened.
"I think it was the swede" Five told me. "What makes you think that?" I asked him. "He got too close to the truth" Five replied. It made sense. The Handler wouldn't want and extra person knowing there was an apocalypse ahead of us. But that doesn't mean she has to kill him! She could have done her magic and make him forget somehow.
We walked into the kitchen to see Luther and Diego. They didn't seem like they were doing anything good. They were talking on the phone, Luther was. Diego seemed to look angry and Luther looked anxious. It was probably because of the death of Elliot.
"Excuse me, ma'am. Um, I was just wondering. . . What? My name? Is, uh, Luther Hargreeves" Luther said through the phone. Me and Five removed our blood soaked blazers and set them down on the chair.
"You killed one of ours, Olga, now we're coming after you. You will be dead by nightfall!" Diego yelled into the phone to the so called "Olga". I was very confused.
"Hey. It's Öga För Öga, idiots. Swedish for 'an eye for an eye.'" Five said grumpily. "It means the Swedes killed Elliott." I told the idiots.
"Wrong number. Have a lovely day."
"Uh, you two have some blood on yourselves." Luther said while eyeing us weirdly. "A lot of blood, actually." Diego added on. "Five, Y/N, what did you guys do?"
Me and Five brushed past them and walked into the bathroom to fix ourselves. "Five! Y/N!" Luther yelled through the door. "We'll explain later!" I yelled back. Luther just grunted angrily back.
Me and Five changed quickly out of our clothes and washed them from the blood stains. And no, we weren't naked. I was still wearing my skirt and he was still wearing his shorts. And yes, I was in my bra. Sure, I was a bit nervous Five wouldn't like to see me like this. But, I don't think he minded since he was shirtless too.
After our shirts were dried and we managed to get some blood off out skirts and shorts, we left the bathroom, earning confused looks from Luther and Diego, who were waiting for answers from us.
