Number Eight (five x reader)

Chapter 15

Year : unknown

*knock knock*

I jumped at the knock on the door to the showers room.

"Occupied!"

I yelled back.

"I know"
A voice from the other side of the door replied.

"Oh... who is it?!"
I asked.

"The Handler wanted me to give you this file before you leave for your mission."
The voice said.

I saw a file slide under the door and across the ground, stopping at my feet.

"...thank you?"
I said as I heard whoever it was leave.

I picked up the file and opened it.
There was a photo of a guy, about in his 20's.
He had brown hair and hazel-green eyes.
His skin was pale, his face dotted with freckles.
By his body structure, I could tell pretty athletic.

By the looks of it, it had all the information I needed on this Richmin guy.
His age, his job, where he lives, what family he has.
I read to first few pages.

Richmin was a 24 year old children's swimming instructor.
His friends and family call him Richie.
He has a girlfriend called Millah Kelter who's lived with him for two years.
He lives in Western Australia.

"Wow, Australia, I've never been there but I heard it's nice"
I thought to myself.

I looked back at the piece of paper that was contained in the metal tube.
It had a time on it.

"2013"

I guess that's the year I have to travel to so I can kill this guy.

I folded all the papers with useful information on then and slid them back into the tube, tucking it with my clean clothes on top of my briefcase.

I had my shower and put on my new clothes, keeping my charm bracelet on of course.
The new clothes I wore fit perfectly. It was a black suit with a white shirt underneath.

I looked at myself in the mirror, turning to see my new outfit from all angles.

"Hmm..."
I didn't hate it, but it certainly wasn't my choice of style.

Suddenly I had an idea, I took the white shirt underneath my jacket and unbuttoned three buttons at the bottom.
I took the sides that I unbuttoned and tied them in a knot, slightly cropping my shirt.

I looked in the mirror again.

"That'll have to do"
I said as I picked up the rest of my stuff.

I opened the door to Adam standing outside it.
He took my old clothes I was holding out of my hands and started carrying them as we walked.

"I'll take care of these later."
He said.

"Thanks"
I smiled, slipping the files under my Jacket and held my briefcase either both of my hands, swinging it slightly.

"Was that you that knocked on my door earlier?"
I asked.

Adam looked at me confused.

"I don't recall ever knocking on the door"
He replied.

"Oh, okay"
I said.

"Then who gave me the file?"
I thoight to myself.

As I walked down the hall with Adam,
I looked around at everyone I passed.
Most of them were wearing some sort of blue.
However, few where wearing the  same uniform as me, as well as carrying black leather briefcases.
Some also had creepy, worn out children's animal masks tucked under their arms as the walked.

"I swear to God if I have to wear one of those masks, I'm going back to the apocalypse."
I thought to myself as Adam and I stopped in front of another door.

Adam opened it leading to a dark room inside.
I Stepped in.
There wasn't that many people in the room.
I'm room was full of desks, all facing the far wall where a video was projected.

"We've got one more"
Adam said to the lady working the projector, pointing at me.

"Great, take a seat."
She said.

I sat at the back as Adam closed the door.
They were playing kinda like a tutorial video York working at the commission.
The first thing they taught us was how to use the briefcases.

I watch about ten minutes of the video before standing up and leaving the room.

"At least know I know how to use the briefcase"
I said as I walked down the hall.

I stopped and looked at the briefcase.
I smiled and unclipped it.

*Zap*

"2013, here I come!"

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