𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 19: 𝐴𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑒

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Klaus POV:

I woke up in the same alleyway that Y/N found me, my head resting against the hard cement. I groaned as a small burning sensation burned the side of my neck.

I stood up, something that took a few moments to do, without losing my balance. I looked around me, no sight of Y/N.

She was good.

At last, she was good.

I smiled to myself. She would save Five, I had a feeling she would.

"Well you are true, it is possible." Ben responded to my thoughts, walking besides me. I nodded at him with a smile.

"I know she will. Because she'll always be back." I whispered, leaving a sad chuckle at the end of the sentence. She had left, again.

And gladly, Five wouldn't feel any pain at his loneliness.

And gladly, I was the only one who would ever see the most vulnerable side of Y/N, the side where she became the monster and the angel.

The Killer and The Savior.

Y/N POV ( meanwhile ):

I was sitting at the rooftop of a building I never cared to look what it was. I watched the sun come up from the sky, shining on the glass of the whiskey bottle in my hand.

I took a sip and let it down beside me. Today I would go back to England, take another mission, continue working for the Commission. I would become a paid killer, once again.

I smiled sadly as I stood up.

" It wasn't your fault."

I turned to see Vanya, one of Five's siblings, in front of me. I widened my eyes in surprise and smiled at her, burrying my hands in my pockets, taking in the warmth of the cloth.

"How did you find me?" I asked looking down at the street and back at her. She shrugged before talking. "I have a part-time job here. I play the violin." She said and I nodded, looking down at my feet.

"He showed no sign of defense, and Five would have killed you immediately. Thus, the only thing that makes sense is that he let you kill him. And he sure had a reason for that." I finally dared to look up at her.

She was always smarter than what people thought, because she never had a word to say what she observed.

Touché.

I nodded at her words, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "Yes. You are right." I whispered and started walking away, not being able to stand in front of her for longer.

I was forced to do it, but I could've not.

I could've chosen, for one fucking time in my life, to be right.

To have morals, to be the hero instead of the villain.

I had the choice and I let everyone down.

I even let myself down.

"Just know that it wasn't your fault. Because I know how bad it feels." I heard her say as I walked down the stairs.

For once, it was.

Time skip:

I left the building and went to the exit, where the Handler, always dressed up neatly, waited for me. "Hello, Y/N." She said with a big smile, that I returned.

"Here once again, I see." I said as I wrapped my fingers around the handle of the briefcase on the ground. "See you in London." She said before I sank into the well-know abyss in front of me.

I reappeared in front of the Commission building, that was tall enough for a shadow to fully cover its yard. I smirked as I got inside , people looking at me as I passed through the halls, whispering my name.

I took pride in being such a Killer, even though I hated it.

I quickly went up to Carmichael's office and knocked on the door, to hear him respond almost immediately. I went inside the office to see him smoking his ciggarette behind his bureau.

"May I interrupt, I just arrived." I said, my voice filled in sarcasm. He sighed and turned to face me, his arms resting on the wooden furniture. "Please have a seat, Y/N." He said calmly and left his ciggarette on the side of the table.

I sat down on the leather chair I n front of the office, letting the brief case hit the ground before sitting up and slaming my hands on the table, coming face to face with Carmichael.

"I did your dirty job, filthy-fishman, now I want your reassurance that no one will know I killed Robert, that you assasins don't butt me up with their idiocy, and that I get assignments from MENTALY STABLE PEOPLE!"I yelled, slaming my fists against the table and looking at him with a smirk.

He laughed a bit as I sat back down and came a bit closer, pointing his finger at me as I crossed my arms.

"I had told you the first time, you got quite a nerve there." He said before standing up and walking around his office. "I have settled everything down. No assasins after you, I will assign you missions and about the... Robert thing, don't you worry. I got you the best cover." He said as he sharply turned to me again.

" Now, is it a deal then..?" He said offering his hand to me with a small fioriture.

I smirked before taking it.

"With all my pleasure."

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