Sarcasm | Five Hargreeves

59 | all of the above, old man

Everyone scrambled around the living room, taking on their own fight as punches and kicks sounded through the hall.

Y/N huffed dodging a fist from Ben who had jumped over the sofa, going straight for her.

"Backing down on your word now, huh," he mocked bringing up his fists.

Y/N rolled her eyes at his comment, willing herself to ignore the face of her beloved friend and wake up to the new Ben. The Bad Ben.

Rushing forward she kicked his knee bending over to avoid his punch before elbowing him in the stomach.

However, he took advantage of her close proximity and grabbed her shoulder, twisting her around into a headlock.

Y/N grunted in effort before freeing her hand and heating it up, pushing Ben back with a flame.

He raised an eyebrow at the display of her powers, balancing himself before charging forward yet again.

The girl scowled as she conjured another flame in her hand, but someone pushed her from behind, making her fall into the floor.

Once she rolled onto her back, she saw that it was something rather than someone. The cube warbled and crackled signaling her to roll out of the way just as a flash of electricity shot out of the cube right where she once laid.

"Two can play at that game, bud," she said, letting the lightning flicker between her fingers.

The cube flashed to red before flying towards her, and Y/N was prepared to retaliate before Diego jumped off the couch onto the cube, trying to bring it down.

Y/N let the lightning cracking between her fingers die out in surprise as her mouth fell open in seeing the scene in front of her.

"I. Said. My. Hair. Was. Era. Appropriate," Diego yelled each time he punched the cube.

Y/N hummed, lowering her stance before she was violently pushed away onto the floor once again.

She groaned, rolling over to see Five bent over clutching his stomach. He looked up and made eye contact with her before he was grabbed by Ben and shoved away.

Y/N gaped in realization that he had pushed her out of the way of Ben's attack and she shot up to pull Ben back before he could punch Five again.

"Not good enough to fight me when I'm facing you," she snapped, standing in front of Bad Ben.

"More like not worthy of it," he smirked.

Y/N rushed forward, and faked a punch only to twist around and kick Ben's side. Unfortunately, he caught her foot and pulled her closer, leaning close to her ear.

"This is your last warning."

Y/N scowled and head butted him, stepping back to gain distance as she continued to spar with him. Punched were evaded and returned, but eventually, Five came up, spatial jumping in between him and punching Ben square in the jaw.

"You're alive. That's...great. Or possibly horrible," he remarked. "It's more of an existential problem, really Ben."

Ben rolled his eyes sassily. "Awesome. Well, here's your next problem."

A tentacle flew out of Ben's chest and Y/N hurriedly ducked, rolling out of the way while Five spatial jumped to the balcony, shoving his hands into his pockets.