•Number 8 || Diego Hargreeves x Reader •

▪︎ She's Dead ▪︎

Five was still passed out on the couch while Luther and I were having a real conversation.

"Do you think it's weird?"

"Do I think what is weird?"

"What we're basically in love with people who are basically our family?" I hand him a cup of tea and sit down next to him.

"Look at it this way, they are just people that we grew up with and never seen them as siblings, right? Luther nodded.

"Like with Diego and I, when I first met him I knew the feelings I developed weren't brotherly feelings they were romantic. It's like falling in love with your best friend."

"Like the way I feel about Allison?"

"Exactly. If you didn't come out of the same womb or have any blood relation then it's okay in my book."

"Thanks for the talk y/n." Luther smiled. Wow, he actually smiled.

"You should really get some sleep, Luther," I suggested, he just nodded again. I shut off the living room light with my non-injured hand. I walk to my bedroom, I change my clothes and I hopped into bed. I sat there reading a comic book. I drifted off to sleep.

Diego came in tears stained his cheeks. He mumbled something under his breath. I crawled behind him as he sat on the bed. I rubbed his chest and he grabbed my hand.

"They killed Patch."

"Who?!" I didn't even realize it was the next day. He got up and walked to the living room where Five and Luther were.

"Piece of shit." I quickly got up to run after him.

"Diego!" I yelled for him. Luther and Five both stood up at the same time.

"Do you have any idea what you just did?" Luther grabbed Diego to make sure he doesn't kill Five.

"Nope, let me-- Get your ape hands off me!"

"I can do this as long as it takes you to calm down." Luther picked up Diego.

"Fine."

"Now, wanna tell us what you're talkin' about?"

"Our brother's been pretty busy since he got back."

"He caused all this, those guys who shot up the Academy were looking for him." Diego angrily pointed to Five.

"All of that is any of your concern." Five sat back down on the couch.

"It is now. They just killed my friend." It was silent I put my hand on Diego's shoulder. I spoke up.

"Who are these people Five?" He then goes to explain everything.

"Well, they're going to pay." He started to walk away to the front door.

"That wouldn't be a great idea, babe." I chimed in.

"Y/n is right, they've killed people far more dangerous than you."

"Yeah, we'll see about that." My stubborn boyfriend slammed the front door. I sigh.

"I'm going to go back to the house to see if Pogo can help me with my arm, I feel useless." I go to my room to change. I overhear Luther and Five talking.

"They turned me into the perfect instrument  for the rehabilitation of the time continuum." I sat down on the arm of the couch.

"Or 'corrections' as they called them."

I go to make Five a sandwich and a glass of water. I hand it to him.

"So you were a hitman?" Luther asked.

"Yes." Five quickly responded.

"You had a code, right? You didn't just kill anybody?" I questioned him.

"No code, we took out anyone who messed with the timeline."

"What about innocent people?"

"It was the only way I could get back."

'That's murder."

"Would you rather him be back here not killing innocent people or have him stuck killing innocent people for the rest of his life?" I stressed.

"Time changes everything."