five is in the future, and he meets one last person. years later he takes her to meet the family and save the world.
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content warning: rated mature for strong language, violence and depictions of blood and sexual implication
season one
6/29/24 - 7...
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word count: 4748 __ God Fucking Grace Standard
Diego pulled the car out front of Eighty-Two Olive, the three exiting the car to creep towards the building. Five spoke, his eyes scanned the building for a number address, "This is it."
The three gathered at the door, Diego's eyes looked at the building logo, reading it outloud. "D.S. Umbrella. This is it," he reconfirmed. Diego closest to the door stared at it, he turned back to Five, a pensive stare at the logo he's only seen on his forearm after forty years.
"Yeah, fine... just..." Five let out a sigh as he looked past the glass doors and approached. Diego followed him, a shhing following as his knife flicked out to pick the lock.
"You've grown from breaking through glass doors, proud of you Diego." Mei whispered to him. He shot a glare over his shoulder, and continued with what he was going to say.
"How long has it been since you've seen the old man?"
Five stared at his reflection, Mei behind him, "Forty years."
"That's a trip," Diego said staring at the door. Five sighed again, leaning against the concrete wall beside the glass door. Diego started on the lock, taking his damn sweet time.
"You know, when I was stuck out in the apocalypse, there wasn't a day that went by where I didn't hear his voice in my head," he mentioned. Mei remembered well, one day when she took an excursion on her own to fly to midwest to find any means of food. When she returned the day after she found, sitting and mumbling what Reginald said, acorn, ice, the damage to the mind.
"What was he saying?" Diego asked, his voice gruff as he picked the lock with a blunt knife. "Ah, shit," Diego complained, as he took his knife out. Mei tapped his shoulder jerking her head to move, and he stood up to step on the other side of Five.
"'I told you so'," Five breathed out, Diego scoffed quietly from the door frame.
Mei kneeled down, pulling out the transmutation book, and recited the spell in Japanese. Her finger traced the lock, and a sigil glowed around it.
"Well, if Dad's here. He hasn't met you before, so he can't say 'I told you so,'" Diego comforted Five. Five's expression lighted, Mei looked up at him with a soft smile, her hand softly touching his calf with a light squeezes.
"I'm sure he'd find a way."
The sound of a key entering and turning the lock, Mei's hand rappted against the glass door. Five blinked to the other side, opening the door for them.
