Five Seconds to Doom (Number Five X Reader)

7 - Paint You Wings

"Vanya!"

"Oh hey, Five." Vanya greeted as they met halfway.

"Is dad here?" Five asked.

"He's at his study, he asked us to prepare before meal." Vanya replied.

Five nodded to what Vanya has said. And placed his hands in his pocket.

"Your spacial jump was really cool earlier." Vanya spoke. She looked at him and smiled.

"Of course, I had to adapt. Training looks basic but if you think, it requires critical thinking skills."

"Oh wow. I never thought of it that way." Vanya replied, hugging her clipboard tighter.

"Do you think Dad would let me time travel?" Five asked.

"Of course he would. After all, spacial jumps are related to time travel, aren't they?" Vanya asked.

"It's a bit complicated than that. But I'm pretty sure I'll do a good job." Five replied and smiled.

--

It was lunch and everyone's eating except for Five.

Since morning, he has been itching to talk to his father but found no opportunity because his father would always say that he's busy and stuff.

Five grabbed his knife and pierced it on the table. A loud bang startled everyone including his father, Sir Reginald Hargreeves.

"I have a question." Five said.

"Knowledge is an admirable goal but you know the rules. No talking during meal times. You're interrupting Herr Carlson." Sir Hargreeves replied.

"I want to time travel." Five added.

Sir Hargreeves stopped from eating and so did the rest of the children.

"No." Their father replied and continued with his meal.

"But I'm ready!" Five said and pushed him self away from the table and teleporting beside his father. "See?" He added.

"A spacial jump is trivial when compared to the unknowns of time travel." He paused. "One is like sliding on ice, one is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn."

Five furrowed his eyebrows, "Well, I don't get it."

Sir Hargreeves replied, "Hence the reason you're not ready."

Five clicked his tounge and said, "I'm not afraid."

"Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." His father said.

Stubborn as he was, Five walked towards the door.

And as usual his father yelled, "Number Five! You haven't been excused. Come back here!"

"I am ready." Five said under his breath as he pushed the doors wide open.

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"Y/N?" A voice called out.

As you slowly regain consciousness, this person continues to call you by your name.

It was a very familiar voice.

"Y/N?"

"Mom?" You thought.

"Y/N!!"

"No.. it sound like Dad."

Suddenly these voices simultaneously called out for you.

"Y/N!!!!!!!!"

Their echoes and cries engraved in your mind.

"Y/N??!?!"

It was deafening.

"Y/N!!!"

One voice resonated and you immediately opened your eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Your eyes met with Five's. Suddenly you came to realize what happened. You quickly sat up and hugged Five.

His arms embraced you and he caressed your back to comfort you.

Without a word, your tears ran down. You felt a stabbing pain in your heart. It clenched so bad that everytime Five asked you what's wrong all you could do is wail.

Five tucked your hair behind your ear and cupped your cheeks. "Tell me what's wrong."

You sniffled, finally calming down. You had a deep breathy sigh. After you did you looked at him and smiled. You wiped your tears with your sleeves.

"Your parents?" Five asked.

You nodded but you could feel your tears fill up your eyes.

"I just miss them. Knowing that they're dead now makes me sad." You replied.

Five looked at you, worried.

"Okay, let's make a promise. We will never leave each others side." He said.

You raised your pinky and said, "Seal it with a pinky swear."

Which he gladly intertwined his pinky with yours.

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Im back again with another updaaaate.

I know somehow somewhere deep within Five, he has a soft spot for girls.