𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 || FIVE HARGREEVES ||

11 || ᗯᗩᖇ Iᑎ ᗩ ᗪIᖴᖴEᖇEᑎT TIᗰEᒪIᑎE ☂︎

~•the day that wasn't•~

"Are you alright?"

~•~

It was y/n and Ace's first mission together, they were assigned to go to Vietnam, somewhere in the 1960s - or 1970s, the note said to eliminate a guy named Dave but Ace's didn't show y/n the full note.

Hmm I wonder why.

They were wearing masks, y/n wore a bunny mask and Ace wore a Rabbit one, y/n's mask was basically just a childish version of his, Bullet's flew through the air, a few hitting their masks that protected their heads, Ace led them both behind a boulder while he got his gun ready, he handed y/n their briefcase.

"Make a distraction and throw a grenade" He advised her as she grabbed a grenade from a duffel bag he carried behind his back, after throwing it, the duo took the smoke of the explosion as a distraction and ran closer to this dave guy, Finally getting close enough, Ace fired his gun as the soldiers fired theirs.

A lost bullet went straight through y/n's arm, she winced in pain and tried putting pressure on the wound "Shit" she cursed.

"Now let's get out of here kid" Ace told the girl who held her arm in pain.

"You do know I'm 29 right" she sassily informed the man.

"Whatever" he said before grabbing the briefcase from her but as they were about to time travel back to the commission, y/n heard a voice cry out loud, it sounded.. familiar..

Klaus..?

Wait a minute.

Before she could finish her thought, her and Ace were back at the commission "Back before lunch" Ace sighed, looking at his watch before stretching his arms.

"What time is it?" The girl spoke as she took off her mask.

"11:50" he told her, taking off his mask himself before walking to a cabinet and pulling out a first aid kit "show me" he told her as she took off her blazer to reveal a bullet wound just below her sleeve, Ace tended the wound, him taking care of her felt comforting for some reason, it reminded her of pogo or... Grace "There, don't move it to much alright?" Ace told her when he finished tending her wound before walking off towards the hallway.

Soon enough, the bell rang and commission employees filled the halls, y/n semi-sprinted her way towards the restroom, blazer in hand, Opening the door, she called out "five..?" No answer but before she can fully step foot inside the restroom, she was pushed inside by the same teenage looking mf from earlier.

"You're being too obvious" he scolded her then shutting the main restroom door before turning to the girl.

"What happened to hi? Hello?" She asks rhetorically, sliding her blazer on just slow enough for five to notice his injury.

"What happened to your arm? Are you alright?" Five took a step closer to her, grabbing her wounded arm that was already covered with the blazer.

"I'm fine-" the boy interrupted her.
"What the hell happened?" He asked her as she pulled her arm away.

"Went on a mission on the Vietnam war and got shot" she mumbled, rolling her eyes.