The Algebandits (XFOHV spy AU)

Chapter 5: The coin of decision

The Algebandits return to their base, all catching their breath. They glare at Fourteen angrily. "Where'd you pull THAT one out of?!? MURDER?? You KILLED a guy, you couldn't have bothered to aim?!??" Six shouts at Fourteen, the only one who bothered to say something after the long silence.

"How was I supposed to know he'd be there??"

"BY AIMING, YOU BUFFOON!!"

"Don't yOu BuFfOoN me, we had to get out of there fast, I didn't have time to aim!"

"We're bad, but we're not MURDER bad!"

"I'm sor-"

"SORRY ISN'T GONNA BRING THREE BACK TO LIFE!"

Six and Fourteen scowl at each other, Fourteen actually being sincere about something for once. Fifteen crosses her arms and looks at Fourteen with a nasty glare. "Fourteen is a careless idiot and he shouldn't touch anything as much as a fork ever again.." Fourteen kicks his punching bag and storms away to his section of the base.

X's panic is only increasing. "W-What do we do? I think we should turn ourselves in, this is wrong...."

They look at X like he's lost his mind. "Are you insane? We'll go to the slammer! And with all our past crimes, we'll be in there for 20 lifetimes! That is the last thing we do!" Nine exclaims.

Fifteen keeps her arms crossed, just wanting to go home. "Maybe if someone works on their aim and patience, we wouldn't be in this situation." They can hear Fourteen shout 'SCREW YOU!' from afar. Six puts a hand on her hip. "I don't think Fourteen is the only one who needs to work on something of theirs..." Six looks towards Eight, who's organizing his work station.

Six walks over to Eight and leans her elbow on his counter. They stare at each other for a few seconds before Eight raises an eyebrow and speaks bluntly. "Do you mind?" Six sighs, "Look, you haven't been paying much attention in missions lately, and I'll bet the emerald we just stole that your mind's been focused on Ten, isn't it?" Eight stops clearing off his work station and keeps a stern glare at Six. "So what if it is? My love life shouldn't be your business."

Six exhales in slight frustration. "But you're MAKING it my business, the team's business! You packed actual bombs instead of smoke bombs today, what would've happened if none of us knew that and you used one while we were all in the room? Or if you packed an actual gun instead of a grappling gun? We could've died because you're too busy swooning over Ten. So I'm not trying to be mean, I'm trying to be fair. You'll either gonna have to resign our group, or...break up with Ten."

Eight can feel his heart shatter once he hears the option of breaking up with Ten. He takes a moment before replying. "I-I.....I'll think about it..." Six nods and leaves the base along with the others to head home for the night, Eight is left all alone to pick from one of his only options, he grips the rag he uses to polish his desk as his vision starts to get blurry. He wishes he could somehow make best of both worlds, but his had just been shattered. Tears slowly fall onto the counter. He wants to change his fate, but he knows he can't. Coins can't have 3 sides.