𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 (𝗔.𝗚~𝗙.𝗛)

🥀|𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢|🥀

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Today was the day. The past two days felt like a year. Finally I could get rid of the little shit, go home, get my money and another addition to my kill count.

I was meeting Five at 1pm again, and it was 12pm now. I could hardley contain my excitement. I reached into my backpack and pulled out the knife I would use. I picked out one that would fit discreetly in my pocket. I slid it in and it hid perfectly.

I had a plan.

I would confess my 'love' to Five. That would really get his full focus on my face, and not me pulling the knife out my pocket. And I already knew how he felt about me, so I expected his reaction to be over-joyed.

It was now 12:50pm and I started my walk over to the academy. I held my hand close to my pocket, just because I think people would be a bit concerned if a knife casually fell out my pocket.

I made it the academy and let myself in. The door was unlocked anyway. I silently crept up stairs and stood outside Five's room. The door was shut, so I put on my fake smile and knocked.
"r/n?" He called out to 'me'. I opened the door and gave him a smile.
"Hey,"
"Hey,"
I let myself in his room and stood in front of him so his back was to the door.
"There's something I need to tell you Five," I started, putting on my dramatic act.
"Sure, you can tell me anything,"
His full focus was on my eyes now.
"I think I like you.. A lot. And I mean, we have a few things in common and we seem to get on really well, and even though I've only known you for a few days, I think I've developed feelings for you.." I told him. I was a really good actor as well. His whole face seemed to light up.
"I-I feel the exact same way!"
His full attention was on my face now. I secretly reached for the knife out of my pocket and slipped it into my grip.
"I think I might love yo-"
I cut him off by jamming the knife into his lower stomach. I dropped my puppy dog eyes and replaced it with a stone cold look. I still stared deeply into his eyes as his whole body froze. He looked down at the knife in his body and his voice croaked as he tried to speak. I fiercely ripped the knife out of his flesh. He looked back up at me with a look of pure hurt. He grabbed my shoulders for support as his legs were starting to give in. I rolled my eyes and moved my shoulder's so he let go and collapsed to the ground.

I looked down at him. He was weak. Defenceless. He clutched his wound, helplessly trying to stop the blood pouring out from him. I couldn't help but smirk at him evily.
"r/n-?" He managed to speak out, his eyes not leaving mine. I scoffed.
"Did you really think I'd be interested in you? Please," I taunted. I rolled my eyes again and stepped over his struggling body and headed for the door.
"P-Please.." He stutterd in pain, now struggling to breathe. I paused and turned my head around.
"Oh and by the way. I hate coffee,"
With that I left, closing the door behind me. I shoved the bloody knife back in my pocket, not caring if it ruined this dress. It was just a costume anyway.

I quickly left as soon as I could and practically ran back to the shitty hotel I was staying in.

I made it back safely and went up to my room, washing my knife at the small sink in the bathroom. I wasn't fazed by Five's death at all. I saw it as just another job. It meant nothing to me.

I looked up at myself in the mirror, a smirk spreading across my face.

When my knife was clean, I went back to my bed and layed on it. I summomed my journal and pen with my powers and flicked open to the latest page on my list.
I wrote Five Hargreeves down and the number 928 next to his name. I always found that satisfying whenever I finished a successful killing. I closed my journal and put it next to my lamp, which I then switched off and went into a deep sleep.

I woke up and decided I would leave today. I immediately started packing my backpack.

Mid-packing, I heard a peculiar woosh sound from behind me. I turned around cautiously to find the one person I least expected to see.

Five

"Suprised to see me?" Five said sarcastically.
"Suprised to see you alive," I replied back cooly, eyeing the place I stabbed him. Five scoffed at this.
"You tried to kill me.."
"Indeed,"
"Why? Did you just get sick of me and took it upon yourself to get rid of me? Although I do recall you saying you had 'feelings for me'," Five said angrily.
"Yeah well that speech was all bullshit,"
Five chuckled. He then noticed my journal on my nightstand.
"y/n l/n?" He said out loud, referring to my name that was written on the cover. I sighed.
"You lied to me?"
"Oh don't act so suprised,"
"I know you. You work for The Handler. She put you up to this didn't she?" Five asked, although he already knew the answer. I ignored his remark and proceeded to pull clothes out of my backpack. Next thing I knew, I felt Five's hand grab me and push me into a wall, pinning me against it.
"Answer me when I talk to you!"
I simply giggled to provoke him.
"I used to work there you know-"
"Yes I do know. I know everything about you," I said back plainly. Five froze at this.
"No you don't,"
"Bet,"
I used my powers to summon the file out of my bag and pull it into my hands with a simple flick of my wrist.
"Let's see here,
Name: Five Hargreeves
Date of birth: October 1st 1989
Ooh same as me!
age: physically 16, mentally 58
is a trained assassin, special abilities: time travel/teleportation.
Potential protectors: Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Vanya Hargreeves"
I read out the file and Five seemed taken aback. He snatched the file out of my hands and read it for himself.
"W-Wait a minute, you have the same birthday?"
"Yup. Along with the 42 others. Including you and your siblings," I said simply. Five realised what this meant. He quickly whipped out a pocket knife and held it to my neck.
"You have a power?"
"Correct,"
"And that is..?"
".."
"Answer me!" Five threatened, edging the knife closer and closer to my throat.
"Psychokinesis, telepathy and mind reading," I said finally. Five swallowed, causing a smirk to grow on my lips.
"You don't scare me y/n.. I know your game now and I will kill you," He edged his face close to mine. I couldn't help but chuckle at that last bit.
"We'll see about that," I whispered into his ear. He suddenly disappeared and teleported else where. He must have been even a bit intimidated if he ran away like that. If he knows who I was, then he'll know what I'm capable of. The only thing the public didn't know about me was my power. That's why Five didn't know about it. He would have only heard of my major skill, but now he must see me more as a threat now with my strong powers. But I had to be careful now. Very very careful now. I couldn't snake my way into Five's life again, I had to come to him personally and immediately get it over with. This really wasn't going to be easy.

I casually walked over to my notebook and flipped to the right page to cross out Five's name. I'd never had to cross out anyone's name before, so this was a difficult task to follow through with. I threw my journal to a random spot near me, not caring where it landed. I let out a sharp exhale out of frustration.
"Fuck sake," I murmured in anger and got up to un-pack all my shit.