ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ- (Five x reader)

'Jenkin's Cursed Attic'

I feel myself falling on top of something and I open my eyes and see I'm on top of Five.

"Je—Jesus!" Allison exclaims.

"You guys, am I still high, or do you see them too?" Klaus rubs his eyes.

"Where've you guys been?" Luther asks, catching me who just rolled off the table.

"Who did this?" Allison asks, also catching Five who slowly rolled off, after me.

Five ignores them both and snatches the cup of coffee Allison had, out of her hands and chugging it down.

"So, the apocalypse is in three days." Five says, his voice sounding unusually shaky. "The only chance we have to save our world is, well, us."

"The Umbrella Academy." Luther adds on.

"Yeah, but with me and Y/N, obviously. So if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together, and get over yourselves, we're screwed. Who cares if Dad messed us up? Are we gonna let that define us? No. And to give us a fighting chance to see next week, we've come back with a lead." Five holds up the piece of paper that I was given back at the commission. "We know who's responsible for the apocalypse."

Allison snatches the paper out his hand and reads it.

"This is who we have to stop." Five sighs.

"Harold Jenkins?" Allison reads, out loud.

"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?" Diego asks.

Five drinks the last drops of coffee and throws the empty cup behind him.

"I don't know.. yet. But I do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse. So we have to find him. And we have to do it now." Five demands.

"Wh— how's he connected to what's gonna happen?" Luther asks.

"I don't know." Five sighs.

"Wait, so you just know his name? That's it?" Diego walks forward.

"It's all we need to know." I speak up.

"Yeah, it's enough." Five adds on.

"There's probably dozens of Harold Jenkinses in the city." Diego reasons.

"Well, we just better start looking, then." Five says.

"I'm sorry. Am I the only one that's sceptical here?" Allison rhetorically asks.

Five suddenly winces and clutches hold of his stomach.

"Five? You okay?" I turn to look at him, putting my hands behind him in case he collapses.

"Fine.. just uh— bumped into the corner of the wall." Five whispers.

"I mean, how exactly do you know all of this about what's his name?" Allison continues.

Five looks up before replying, "Harold Jenkins. You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?"

"Oh yeah, I think I remember those guys." Klaus gasps.

"Yeah, the one that attacked us while you were getting drunk." Diego scoffs.

"Yeah. Them. They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me from coming back and preventing the end of life on Earth." Five explains.

"The Temps what?" Allison crosses her arms.

"My former employer. They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen.. happens. They believe the apocalypse is coming in three days. So we went to the commission headquarters and intercepted a message that was meant for said lunatics; 'Protect Harold Jenkins'. So he must be responsible for the apocalypse." Five explains.