Number Eight (Five x Y/N)-- The Umbrella Academy

Oh, Yay....a Spa Day

"Welcome, to the Commission. Our goal is simple. Keep the timelines in check!"

You and Five were walking through a very fancy and clean building. The Handler walked a couple of steps in front of both of you. Her heels echoed through the halls.

You took a deep breath and let out a quiet sigh, hoping the two of you made the right decision about joining the Commission.

"You'll be placed in a secure room separately for an hour where you will undergo an extensive health screening. You will be cleaned and given new clothes. From there, if you pass, you will be escorted to your rooms."

"Oh, yay...a spa day" Five mumbled beneath his breath.

The Handler quickly stopped in the hall causing you and Five to almost run into her. She snapped her body around to face you.

"Any questions?"

You looked over at Five. He looked back at you. You both turned forward and shook your heads no.

"Good."

She clapped her hands twice and two guard-like people  appeared. They quickly shuffled you into a room to your left. They took Five to a room down the hall.

"Have a seat" the gruff voice that escorted you ordered.

In front of you was a medical examination bed. You awkwardly sat down on the table.

"Change." He commanded again

You looked down and saw that you sat down on a gown.

"Do I have to?"

Silence.

"I'll take that as a yes" you mumbled.

You stood up and picked the gown up.

"Do you mind?"

The guard simply turned around to face the wall.

"You have 30 seconds"

You quickly changed into the gown and hopped back up on the bed.

Exposed didn't even begin to describe how you felt.

Soon a woman in a white jacket came in.

"Hello. Can you confirm your name for me?"

"...(Y/N)"

"Thank you. We will do a brief overview to ensure your health was not too greatly Compromised living in the apocalypse for so long."

She began by checking your reflexes, your sinuses, ears, nose, throat, etc. Very basic checkup. She had you read a chart to examine your eyes.

"Good. you will also be undergoing a CAT scan to ensure nothing internal is damaged." She turned to the guard. "Take her"

He slipped out the door and around the corner coming back with a wheelchair. You sat down and were quickly wheeled down the hall toward where they had taken Five. Taking a left and through some double doors you were pushed into a room with a large rounded machine.

Five was being wheeled out as you were wheeled in. You were terrified, but the ever so slight smirk he shot at you gave you comfort.

They placed you on a bed like table and slid you into a round tube. After several minutes you were pulled back out and taken back to a room.

Another young woman in scrubs came in and escorted you to a shower area where she properly cleaned, shampooed, conditioned, disinfected, dried, and placed into clean and functional clothes.

Laying on a bed in a small room was a black fitted top, khaki cargo pants, black combat boots, and a badge that read 'Comission Guest'.

The Handler suddenly entered your room.

"Sleep. You need it. You will begin training in the morning."

She began to turn around and leave.

"Can I see him?"

"Who?"

"Five"

"No. He's safe and clean just like you. He's in his own room. You'll see him tomorrow." With that she left the room.

As annoying as he was and as much as you're pretty sure he hated you, you missed seeing him. Going from seeing someone every day all day to not seeing them for several hours was like whiplash.

You laid down on the bed and immediately went to sleep.

What was awaiting you the next day was like nothing you could have prepared for.