Kidnapped by the commission at a young age, due to being a risk to the timeline. The Handler had attempted to kill her once but failed, so to even things out she kept Echo locked up for 43 years. After many babysitters and commission workers looking...
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"Harold Jenkins?" Allison read out.
"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?" buzzed Diego.
Five finished off his stolen coffee, hurling the cup behind him. "I don't know...yet. But I do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse. So we have to find him. And we have to do it now."
"How is he connected to what's gonna happen?" Luther interview.
"I don't know."
"Wait, so you just know his name?" confirmed Number Two, "That's it?"
"That's enough."
"There's probably dozens of Harold Jenkins's in the city."
"Well, we just better start looking, then."
"I'm sorry." Allison stepped forward, "Am I the only one that is sceptical here? I mean, how exactly do you know all of this about what's his name?"
"Harold Jenkins." The boy stressed, shifting his weight around, "You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?"
"Oh, yeah, I think I remember those guys." Klaus joked.
"Yeah, the ones that attacked us while you were getting drunk." Diego mouthed off.
"Yeah. Them. "Five assured, ignoring the jabs, "They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me from coming back and preventing the end of life on Earth."
Numbers three's face scrunched, "The Temps what?"
"My former employer. They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen...happens. They believe the apocalypse is coming in three days. So I went to commission headquarters and intercepted a message that was meant for said lunatics. 'Protect Harold Jenkins.' So he must be responsible for the apocalypse."
"What do you mean, protect time and space?"..."Where is the Hazel, Five?"..."I'm hungry." The rest chatter over each other, "My skin is on fire."
"Do you have any idea how insane this is?" Allison voice boosted through.
"You want to know what else is insane? I look like a thirteen-year-old boy. Klaus talks to the dead, and Luther thinks he is fooling everyone with that overcoat." Five seethed, fed-up, "Everything about us is insane. It always has been."
"He's got a point there." Klaus mumbled from his coward position over the arm of the bench.
"We didn't chose this life, we're just living it. For the next three days, anyway."
"But the last time we tried to stop is, we all died." Allison protested, "Why is this time any different? Why shouldn't I go home to my daughter?"
"Because this time, we're here." The time-traveller gestured between the slouched ginger and himself, "We have the name of the man responsible. Guys, we actually have the chance of saving the lives of billions of people. Including Claire."
