I'm in the kitchen, back at the Academy, rummaging around to find a lighter. Or decent coffee. I hear the familiar whoosh of Five teleporting in before he starts shouting.
"What the hell Eight!" He shouts, holding up a piece of paper. My mission, actually. I must have left it in my blazer
"Why are you going through my stuff?" I quip back, snatching it and finding a lighter in one of the kitchen drawers.
"Why? You don't belong here! And-" He tries to speak, but I cut him off
"- You don't trust me? Is that it?" I say, voice raising
"No! Not after you abandoned me in The Commission! Oh yeah, I know who you are, Number Eight. Temporal Assassin" He says.
I go quiet. He's right, I never got the chance to explain, before getting shoved into the apocalypse. I guess he has a point, but the fact is, we worked together for so long, how does he not trust me?
I sigh, and turn back to explain, but he's gone.
Just great
Before I go outside, I burn the mission.
What have I done?
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Fanfic"Polar opposites, him and I. This could never work" "Apparently, opposites attract" A story in which Eight Hargreeves (The Sparrow Academy timeline), finds herself in a parallel universe with another academy. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the char...
