i couldn't breathe.
i fell down to my knees.
my head was pounding.
five leaned down next to me
rubbing my back.
"how did i.."
i teared up.
diego leaned down and wrapped me in a hug.
i began to cry softly.
i was a mess.
"i have another power..."
"and you have no idea how to control it." five added.
a second or so later i stopped crying.
diego let go of me. standing up.
"listen, i have to go somewhere, but please try to control this.. new power."
i sighed "okay..."
with that diego left.
soon enough so did luther.
it was just five and i.
i was still on my knees, lightly crying.
five looked hurt, he'd only seen me cry once before.
*FLASHBACK*
we had just gone on a mission
i hated killing.
i was forced, forced to kill.
"kill him eight! if you don't youll be just like vanya! ordinary and useless." luther shouted at me.
ordinary and useless.
the scene kept replaying in my mind
i sat on my bed sobbing into my knees.
i heard a knock at the door,
when i didn't reply,
five teleported in.
all he did was hug me.
"you aren't ordinary eight, your extraordinary, and you sure as hell aren't useless."
"promise?"
"promise."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"y-you shouldn't have to go through this.." five stammered out.
"what?"
five cupped my cheek.
"but you'll get through it, i'll try to help."
"okay..."
i stood up slowly.
"do you wanna try using it again?"
"sure."
i closed my eyes, and focused on something. when i opened them i had caused a knife on the table to levitate.
five stood behind me. "good job!"
after a few hours of practicing i had gotten the hang of my powers.
five and i had decided to go back to the academy.
we still had to save the world, somehow.
when we got there, five went straight to his room,
trying to figure out what to do.
i followed
a couple of hours later luther came into the room.
the two started arguing.
five picked up a gun.
luther grabbed me and held me out the window by my neck
"i know how much you care about her."
five pointed the gun at him.
"put. her. down!" he screamed.
luther dropped me.
i began to fall.
i teleported.
five ran to the edge and looked down.
a second later i fell into the room from the ceiling.
landing on my stomach.
"ow."
"oh thank god!" five shouted
running over to me
and helping me up.
"there's another way we can end this.." i began.
"how?"
"go to hazel and cha-cha."
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