Questions | Five Hargreeves • The Umbrella Academy •

Ch. 4

"You will not speak about my appearance earlier." Amura said to Five while preparing their paraphernalia for their work at midnight.

"Okay crybaby..." The old man put on a smirk which earned an eye from the woman.

"Now I realized why you have an English accent despite looking Spanish."

Amura can't help but smile at how dumb that was, "I told you that last night yet you only remembered it today."

"I'm an old man Amura." He said as he reload his pistol.

"Yet you act like a child." She replied and observed her knife if it was sharp enough.

"I'm older than you by 23 years." He said as a matter of fact.

"And in real life, we're just the same age. So I don't really care." She shrugged and took her black cat mask.

It was another protocol for the Corrections.

"I liked it better when you're not being you." Five said with a tint of annoyance in his tone of voice.

"Well yeah, sorry but you asked for it."

And with that the two went off to the neighborhood wherein the couple of gardeners were living.

Amura knocked on the door, waited and was relieved that the father of the household opened it not too long after she knocked.

The man was confused and without Five and Amura seeing, the mother had already hid their daughter in the secret compartment of their wall.

Five instantly shot the man's head with his silenced pistol.

And the mother was thrown a knife into her chest by Amura.

Stopping the woman from her tracks to call the authorities.

She approached the crying woman and snapped her neck, finally killing her.

"Well Congratulations!" The Handler's voice rang around the silent house.

"For God's sake Handler." Amura can't help but curse at the sudden appearance of the blonde lady, clenching her heart because of shock.

"Great job you two... Now here. I personally give you this next mission, quite the challenge. It's Hitler. Now go, before I change my mind." She said and gave the red folder to Five.

The two didn't questioned it anymore and left despite finding the situation quite unusual.

They removed their masks and cleaned their selves up in their hotel room.

"The Handler never come to the missions. It was quite weird even for her. I don't know what she's plotting but we should be careful." Amura told Five as he went out of the bathroom.

"I checked my notes and nothing seems to be missing." Five replied, looking at the woman as if their was still a glint of doubt in trusting her.

"We should go. I see nothing but us time travelling out of here." Amura said, her eyes turning amethyst. Indicating that she's in her Clairvoyance.

Five can't help but stare, it was beautiful.

When Amura caught him staring, he immediately looked away, "By the way, next time. We spatial jump into the house okay? It's fast and easy."

"Whatever you say old man." She said and took the briefcase.

Five held it on the other side, and the two time-travelled again.

5 years have passed and the two became closer than ever.

Might as well call each other as friends.

Five put away the idea of ditching her anymore, fully trusting the woman now that years have passed.

But sometimes he kept on thinking if that was a wrong decision as she just kept on being sarcastic with him.

Well, not just that... she also keeps on talking back at him, beating him up, lecturing him and insulting him.

The woman never backs down even though he's older than her.

And by now, the old man knows his limit with the woman, never wanting to test her temper once again.

Or so he thought.

Amura on the other hand was finally capable of showing her full emotions with Five more than that time on their first mission.

She shows too much emotions that she can't help but show how annoyed she is with the old man.

Rolling her eyes at him even snarling sometimes. Especially whenever he calls her sweet coffee, useless.

Saying why would she even do that to a perfectly good coffee. Starting an undebatable debate.

The two would still play 'questions' as a way to pass time, especially when there's a specific time on their missions.

Like, "Who's the Mommy's kid between you siblings?"

"Diego of course."

"What's the name of that assistant of yours at the Infinite Switchboard?" Five asked back which only made Amura glare at him.

"I fucking told you not to ask me names of those people. I can't even remember their faces. Much less their names." Five let out an airy chuckle at that.

At work, they were the most professional, no mercy and no fail.

The two have killed so many people and was entitled as the best employees of the Corrections department.

But the two never wanted that.

They were only forced to kill as it's the only way for them to find a way back to Five's family.

And on 1963, where they were about to kill J.F.K.

Five finally finished the equation.

"I'm done..." Five muttered making Amura—who's behind the sniper gun—look at him.

"Wait what? We're leaving now?" Amura placed down the gun.

Five ignored her and made a portal with his time travelling power.

Grunting with how much he had used it. Taking quite some time for him to make.

Amura can only watch as Five finally finished the portal.

A fire extinguisher even went out from it.

"Was that—"

"No time."

The old man grab ahold of Amura's hand and pushed the both of them to the portal.

The two saw five people on the other side of it, all wary and observing them.

The woman also pushed herself in, to help Five. Grunting as they pushed their selves in with their full effort.

That's when they finally passed through the portal and fell on the ground.

With a grunt as the portal was quite high that their fall must've hurt them a bit.

"Get off of me Amura you're heavy." Five—with an unusually smaller voice than usual—said.

Amura haven't opened her eyes yet, groaning as she sat up.

"How rude." It made her open her eyes when she realized that her voice became smaller too.

The portal closed and the five people finally approached them.

Five looked at the young Amura with wide eyes and Amura stared back at him with just as wide as well.

And when the group are finally near, the two young teens looked at them.

"Does anyone else see, little number Five, or is it just me?" Klaus asked, leaning forward to look at the two.

"You all see the little girl with him too, right?" He added, taking a look at his siblings who are in shock as well.

Amura and Five looked at each other again and muttered, "Shit."