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I've worked at the commission all my life, its the kind of business my family has been in for years. Although my mom and dad just worked at the desks, I wanted to be something with more purpose ... an assassin. So thats what I became, if I left the commission for a normal life, I would be a disappointment to my family.
I met Five when we were assigned a mission together. It was just to kill this random guy, we were a pretty good team, we worked very well together. After that first case together The Handler saw the great work we had done together and kept assigning us missions in unison. Gotta admit I sorta liked the dude but he would get on my nerves sometimes. When Five left, he didn't tell me anything about where he had went. I got mad, I was beginning to actually think that this was a nice guy, he was getting old the years before he went missing. I don't age physically..nice perk from working for the commission.
When he left I had no answers, no explanations, nothing. Although he always hated me, he always had my back and I always had his. So when he left it was like loosing a mission that you had been working on forever just for the person to be killed by someone else..oh wait I just nobody else would understand that feeling. I didn't know why he hated me so much.
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I Thought You Hated Me
FanfictionYou and Five work at the commission but somehow learned to hate each other.... or so you thought. Will you turn on your boss just to save someone you barley know? Do you go against everything you stand for just because you like one guy? Five x Read...
