𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 (𝗔.𝗚~𝗙.𝗛)

🌈|𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔|🌈

~🌈~

"I need you to do me a favour," The Handler said to me as I stood in front of her desk.

And yes, before you ask, I'm an assassin for the commission. Except I'm also a grown woman in a teenagers body. Oh, and I have pyrokinesis. Apparently there are 42 other people born with powers like me. Cool I guess.

Oh, and one more thing; I live in a world where no colours can be seen until you meet your soulmate. Cheesy and ridiculous, I know. I still haven't gotten any colour yet though.

"What is it?" I asked The Handler in response to her question.

"I need you to kill someone for me,"

Sweet.

"Oh, nice. Who is it then?" I asked casually. Murder was a very normal thing here.

She smirked slightly, then slid a neatly folded piece of paper across her desk and in my direction. I walked closer to the desk, picked up the note then unfolded it to see who I was dealing with.

'Five Hargreeves'

Was the name I read.

"Five Hargreeves?" I repeated.
"Yes. He's a little shit, I must warn you. But I know you like a challenge more than any of us, so you should have some fun with this one. I need him dead immediately," She told me. I nodded in understanding while folding up the note and placing it in my pocket.

"What does he look like?"
"Oh yeah, here," She said as she reached for a thin file before handing it to me.

I took it from her hands, opened it to see a picture of a young boy who looked around my body's age.

I contorted my eyebrows in confusion.
"Seriously?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, he's a grown man in a teenager's body, just like you," She explained as she got out of her chair, slowly walked over to me, then booped my nose on the last word she said.

I ignored this, then looked back down at the picture.
"Where is he?"
"Well, we've made this part easier for you. We've arranged for him to come into the Commission next week for a 'meeting', so then you should find it easier to kill him," She told me.

I smirked slightly at this, now growing excited.

I agreed to her assignment, shook her hand, then walked out of her office and went to go get lunch.

~🌈~

After a week, the night that Five was supposed to be coming into The Commission had arrived.

I got dressed into one of my nicest outfits, did my hair and makeup up the best of my ability and slid my favourite gun into my designer leg holster.

I then looked down at my watch to see that it had beeped, which meant Five had arrived.

I decided I would have a little walk around the hallways and corridors of The Commission before I killed him. My plan was to shoot him as he walked around the corner or something.

The Handler and I agreed that she would send a beep to my watch when Five had arrived to the meeting and when he had left the room.

I continued wondering around the long long hallways of The Commission, until I eventually heard another beep on my watch.

I figured that meant Five had left the so called 'meeting' and was going to the bathroom or something.

So, I pulled my gun out of it's holster and held it at the ready as I sneaked along the corridors.

I froze when I heard ominous footsteps approaching, so I hid behind a wall until they were getting slightly closer.

I pulled out my little hand mirror, and managed to check behind me to see if it was him; which it was.

I put my mirror away, then got myself ready to shoot his ass.

As I heard him getting closer, I jumped out from my hiding spot, and pointed my gun straight at him.

But something threw me off guard...

I was starting to see colours.

Five's pov:

I was walking along the corridors so I could find my way to the bathroom.

I knew this meeting with The Handler was total bullshit, so I excused myself so I could 'think things over'.

Aka; escape.

That wasn't until something came up.

I was walking normally, until a young girl appeared from behind the nearby wall, holding a gun and pointing it straight at my forehead.

Usually I would react immediately, but something distracted me completely.

Colours?

No no, this can't be happening.

There was no way I was seeing colours because of this foolish girl trying to kill me.

She had the exact same reaction as I did; we both froze in shock, not even daring to draw a single breath or move a single muscle.

I can only assume that she was seeing the same colours I was.

y/n's pov:

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

Colours? Now? Are you out of your mind?

There must be a mistake or something, there's no way in hell that Five Hargreeves is my soulmate.

Why did I just get chills-?

I had no idea on how to react, which wasn't like me at all, since I'm pretty good at thinking on my feet.

I noticed that he was standing just as still as I was.

You don't think he's seeing colours as well
do you?

Oh god, trust me to get myself into these situations.

"I think you can put the gun down.." He finally said.

My eyes darted from my gun, then back to him and that was when it dawned on me.

I still have to kill him.

Tell me this, how on earth am I now supposed to kill my soulmate. And we only get one soulmate, may I add.

I gulped, thought about it for a second, then held my gun down by my side with reluctance.

It went silent again, both of us lost for words completely.

My mind was twirling with no control. I panicked, and had no idea what to do, so I decided that I'd be better off on my own where I had space to think properly.

So, I speed-walked away from him, and headed to the nearest ladie's room.

I burst the door open, and headed straight to the sink, where I clutched onto the sides of it for support and looked up into the mirror to see my appearance.

I was thinking deeply about everything, until I heard the door swing open. I glanced behind me in the mirror and saw it was him.

He seemed relieved that he found me?

"So. I guess we're-"
"Soulmates," I finished off his sentence, making him sigh and nod.

"You shouldn't be in here by the way," I told him.
"Why not?"
"Because this is the ladie's room," I said in an obvious tone as I turned around to face him properly.

He huffed, then looked around the bathroom as he slowly walked closer to me.
"Well, I don't see anyone else in here so I should be just fine," He said smugly.

I rolled my eyes, then turned back round to face the sink and look down in it.

"She put you up to it didn't she?" He asked. I glanced up at him through the mirror.

I immediately knew who he was talking about; The Handler.

"Perhaps.." I murmured quietly, earning a light chuckle from him.

We both let out a sigh in sync, which casued us to both look at each other for a second.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, looking down in the sink again.
"For what?" He asked.
"Well, I was meant to kill you," I told him.
"Are you still going to?" He asked calmly.

I thought about it for a second, but replied by shaking my head no.

"Well, thanks I guess," He said, making me let out a small laugh.

"Okay, so.." He started, making me turn around to face him yet again, interested as to what he had to say.

"If we're meant to be soulmates, do you think we should maybe... Try?" He asked a little nervously.
"Try," I repeated in a 'are-you-serious' tone.

"Yeah. I mean you know, if we're meant to be together, we might as well make it work, right?" He asked with his hands in his pockets.

I was starting to see his point.

"Yeah I suppose," I said with a sigh.

"Great, so how about dinner next thursday?" He offered.
"Sounds good," I said back with a small smile.

~🌈~

I fell. I fell hard.

After more and more dates, I was starting to fall madly in love with none other then Five fucking Hargreeves.

I knew I definitely couldn't kill him now. I'm in love with the man for fucks sake.

So, Five and I came up with our own little plan; faking his death.

Believe it or not, The Handler actually bought it!...

...For a month or two-

She found out that he was alive all along, and burst into my office to confront me.

As she was going through her long long lecture of yelling at me, I cut her off by packing my things up.

"You know what? I quit!" I told her before storming out of the room with my middle finger held up to her, leaving her to stand there, dumbfounded.

I got back home to the academy so I could tell Five the good news.

I burst through the door, dumped my bag on the floor and ran upstairs to where he was in his room.

"Five you are never gonna believe what I just did!"
"What is it love?" He asked curiously as he approached me by taking my hands in his.
"I quit my job! The Handler found out about you being alive so I ran away!" I told him proudly.

I know what you're thinking, it's kinda weird to he proud of quitting a well-payed job, but you know what? I don't give a fuck.

And neither did Five.

"Darling that's amazing!" He said as he pulled me into a hug. I smiled into it; both of us were so glade to not have to deal with The Handler's games and traps any more.

We were both finally free, so we decided to revel in our freedom by escaping to go on a vacation for a week or two.

So we were just two grown adults in teenage bodies, going off on a holiday and falling deeper in love with each other by the second.

~🌈~

I really hope you guys liked thisss?!
the end is kinda rushed but it's almost 12am and i have to get up early for school tomorrow so it is what it is😩

anyways, i hope yall are doing good? if not, i hope you have a better day tomorrow:)

isnt the moon beautiful tonight? <3

-Liv/Mama Steve‼️