GHOSTIN, five hargreeves

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FIVE'S PLAN SEEMED SIMPLE ENOUGH, but Eric still felt a little bit rejected over Lance. Five didn't seem to care much and Eric had to convince him to not kill the other boy. Five's big plan was to send a message through the messaging room, then grab a suitcase and go. But when Five asked Eric to 'seduce' Lance to the weapons room, the darker boy was not amused.

"Hell no, not gonna happen." He muttered and Five just rolled his eyes.

"He won't expect it. You have an innocent aura. And we need grenades." He persuaded as Eric raised his eyebrows.

"Grenades?! Why the hell do we need bombs?!" He asked quickly but Five just shook his head.

"We don't have time for this Eric. Just go find you boy toy and get him to show you the room. I'll, meanwhile, send out the messages that I need to. Meet me in the messaging room." He directed and Eric sighed, giving in.

The boys separated in the hall, walking different directions.

-

"Shit shit shit." Eric mumbled as he searched for any sign of the raven haired boy. He peeked around the corners and even opened some doors but had no luck.

Well he had no luck.

"Looking for someone?" A voice called out and Eric turned around quickly, immediately meeting eyes with Lance.

"Oh um.. yeah." He began, thinking about how he should go about this. He wasn't a theatre kid for a reason.

"I just think we should um.. c-continue where we left off?" He said but it sounded more like a question. If he sounded forced, Lance didn't notice because he immediately smirked and started leaning in again. Eric quickly put a hand on the other boy's lips.

"Maybe we should go somewhere private though! Like um... the weapons room?" He suggested awkwardly and Lance took a moment to consider his words.

"You trying to do more than just kiss?" He asked smugly and Eric wanted to throw up.

The idea that Lance was doing all this just to get information was kind of angering and disgusting.

"Sure." He forced out and smiled crookedly. The lighter boy grabbed his hand, pulling him to a different hall. There was a door with a big lock which Lance easily opened.

"I was given the key, for self defense." He bragged, still smirking. Eric shrugged awkwardly and watched nervously as Lance shut the door behind him.

Immediately his lips smashed against Eric's who kissed back, reaching behind him and dragging his hand along the different weapons. He felt for anything that could feel like a grenade. Lance moved his hands to Eric's shirt, unbuttoning it.

The darker boy worriedly hurried, grabbing two of what he hoped was grenades. He quickly turned around as Lance tried to pull off his shirt.

"Actually I need to go to the restroom." He said quickly as he looked at what he had grabbed. Two green grenades. Perfect. He turned back around only to be met with the head of a gun.

"Shit." Eric whispered as Lance put his finger on the trigger.

"I'm a spy, Eric. I know when someone's lying. It's a shame... I actually did like you." He smugly said, looking up and down at Eric.

"How about one more kiss before I shoot you?" He asked dramatically, batting his eyes. Eric bit his lip worriedly, looking around. His mind was moving a mile a minute and he realized what he needed to do.

"Yes let's kiss. Please. I want one more memory before I die." He requested, reaching out his arms. Lance scanned him, searching for the lie. He seemed to have lied well because the other boy put down his gun, giving Eric the opportunity to grab the hand holding it and point it away from him. He then proceeded to kick Lance in the worst place, making the raven haired boy let out a hiss, falling to the ground. Eric quickly rushed out, shutting the door being him and reapplying the lock. He jumped as Lance began to bang on the door. Eric checked that he had the two grenades and grinned.

He rushed down the hall, without hesitation.

-

Five rapidly typed up a message into the typewriter. He made two, both telling Cha Cha and Hazel to kill each other. He grabbed the papers, shoving them into the transporters and quickly sending out the messages. He sighed happily but his happiness was short lived as a someone spoke up.

"Five. You know that's not how we do things here." A sickly sweet voice stated and he turned around to see the Handler herself, crossing her arms.

"Where's the worker who was here doing her job?" She asked curiously and Five motioned beside him to a body lying on the floor. The Handler shook her head softly.

"Oh no no. That simply won't do." She stepped forward towards him and he backed up.

"You weren't too bad of a boss. If only you weren't so selfish." He spoke slowly and she shrugged.

"Gotta look out for number one." She grabbed his arm just as Eric appeared in the doorway.

"Now!" Five shouted and quickly the darker boy pulled the cap off one of the grenades, throwing it into the messaging room. Five quickly teleported back beside Eric, grabbing the boy's arm and pulling him away.

The boys ran down the hall as people passed them. The explosion was heard and Eric flinched. He probably just killed that woman and the woman on the ground if she was even still alive.

Five continued to pull Eric into a small room with suitcases. A man was in there but Five easily snapped his neck. A little too easily for comfort. Then he grabbed a briefcase, grabbing Eric's hand, and opening it quickly.

"Don't worry doll, you'll be home in no time." He assured and then they were gone.

Eric didn't notice though, how Five had taken the other grenade and set it off before they had left.