Happy Ever After // Kidnapped 3

Chapter 4

"Are you sure that you'll be fine?" Five his worried eyes are upon me, making me both extremely annoyed and pissed that he's doubting me.

"Yes!" I angrily answer him "I need to face her. Not you. Not someone else. But me."

I ignore the many eyes upon me from all Five's siblings and grab Five's hand, ready to spatial jump with him to the commission.

It's been a long time, years actually, since I've spatial jumped or time traveled with Five. I liked that our powers made us special and different than everyone else but they also reminded me of me of the killing. My killing. The many eyes upon me from the people that I've killed showing me that they knew that that was it. That that was the end.

Just like the handler who's supposed to be dead. Who I killed but yet she miraculously survived again which can only mean one thing. A new apocalypse. One that is happening right now.

Whatever is happening right now, she's causing it and I will do whatever it takes to stop her.

This is exactly why I had to kill her. Why I had to crack her neck. She would never give up on causing the apocalypse. She would never allow Five and I to live happily ever after.

The blue light appears and within seconds, Five and I are already at the commission.

Last time that I was here, I destroyed the building. I let it fall to the ground so that only ruines were left of the huge commission.

Now that I'm looking at the new commission, nobody would think that it ever fell down to the ground. It's clear that they had the commission build again. It almost looks the same but there are more guards around the building, there are walls around the building, the commission itself looks stronger and the colours are more modern.

I free Five's hand and he doesn't say a word. I know that he thinks that I won't be able to handle talking to the handler. Hell I don't even know if I can handle it.

It was her face that haunted me every night. It were her eyes that I had to close after she died that were always watching me every time that I closed my eyes. It was her that made me scream and cry at night.

For years I thought she was dead. I thought that I had killed the woman that I actually started caring about. Apparently not. Apparently she was alive all those years and I just didn't know.

A sigh escapes my lips when I realize that I've been standing frozen since I arrived here and Five's eyes haven't left me.

We're older now and yet we're in the exact same position again. Doomed to save everyone we love over and over again. It feels like there is no end to all of this. It feels like we'll have to continue living this cursed life.

I don't want that to be our future. I don't want this cursed life to rip Five and me apart again. Because it has already been doing so since I saw the handler yesterday evening.

"I can come with you." Five says as he grabs my hand to softly squeeze it.

"Please do." I tell him, needing him by my side. If we want to get through all of this then we will have to stay together.

A small smile comes upon his lips, making me sigh in relief. I'm still here with him and I'll do everything in my power to keep it that way.

The moment we decide to start to go on it's as if the last six years never happened. Five gestures for me to stay close to him and I do. I wasn't going to do otherwise even if he didn't say anything.

The many agents don't seem to pay attention to us, which I find odd. I'd have thought that I was rather popular here for destroying the apocalypse. Many faces have a panicking expression upon them. The panic is probably the reason that we haven't been spotted yet.

"I have no idea how we're going to find the way to her office.." Five admits with a serious face.

It's been long since we've been in a situation like this one but he most certainly doesn't act like it. Without showing any fear he continues walking. He passes agents and guards with his chin up. Still no one has spotted or recognized us.

I'd have said that our main concern is getting inside but it appears that we can just walk inside without a problem.

"I find it rather strange Five. Why is everyone in such a hurry? I don't even think that ayone really noticed us..." I ask him as we step inside.

The entrance is huge. The huge windows make sure that there's a lot of light. Except for those, the architecture reminds me of the Middle ages. A time that I wish to forget. It reminds me of my mother and father who I left there. 

I don't regret the choice that I made there. But still, I understand why both parties reacted the way they did. 

My eyes follow the many agents entering and leaving the commission. None have asked who we are or what we want to do here. No, they're all running or gathering together.

I can tell that Five finds it strange also. A frown is placed upon his face as he sees the many armed agents gathering.

"Everyone please quiet!" A voice sounds through a microphone. The many agents and guards immediately turn to the owner of the voice and no sounds are to be heard.

"Thank you." The voice thanks them all.

I recognize the familiar British voice. I recognize it well. Needing confirmation that it indeed it the one that i'm suspecting, I walk through the agents.

When my eyes fall upon the British man a frown gets placed on my forehead too.

"I expect you all to stay calm and focused for this mission. No one can be distracted or it will cost lives. As your handler, I want you all to be careful and do everything in your power to protect the citizens. Save them. Good luck everyone." Phill, the agent that took me back to the commission several years ago so I could get locked up in a cell, says.

Many agents nod and then turn to go outside with the time capsules in their hands. they're heavily armed and it looks as if they're going to war.

"So you're the new handler?" Five suddenly speaks up when Phill is making himself ready to walk away, probably back to his office since he doesn't look like he's joining the fight that everyone here is preparing for.

Phill's eyes fall upon Five and they widen almost immediately. "Number Five, is it really you?" he asks Five as he walks towards him.

A nod is heard from five while his eyes don't leave the Brittish man that's coming to him.

"I must say that I never expected to see you here at the commission again." Phill admits "But yes, I am the new handler."

"Phill." I say as I now walk towards the two. Phill's head turns to me and a smile comes upon his lips.

"I'm glad to see that you're still alive y/n. The last time I saw you, you were very... Are you doing any better?" He asks me and I don't dare to look at Five.

Five doesn't need to know how I was back when I was locked up here. I promised myself that i'd never tell him and this won't change that.

"I'm doing fine. So how come you're the handler now?" I change the subject. Five's eyes are still upon me but I don't look at him.

"The old handler got fired." He simply says, surprising both Five and me.

"Fired? I thought she'd stay the handler till death? She wouldn't give up her job that easily. Did she die?" Five says, trying to dig deeper. If everything went as I planned all those years ago, Phill simply just took the available job after the old handler got killed by me.

It doesn't take long until a rather loud and very exuberant laugh fills my ears. My eyes widen and I look at my feet. Many thoughts and worries flood me and I'm not sure if everything is indeed starting to move around me, even the walls, or if it is me ready to faint.

"You both were here long enough to know that that woman does not die." I hear Phill say. He is right. The handler doesn't die. Not even when I try to kill her. Every time she succeeds to stay alive. How? I have absolutely no idea, but she does it every time again and again.