• You two had the unlikeliest of meetings: you were tasked by the Handler to terminate Five Hargreeves -- the single, most effective, space-jumping assassin the Commision has had in centuries
• When he took out the Commission's tac team at Griddy's like he was just popping bottle caps open, you stepped in
• He eyed you - that intimidating and stern look not leaving his face as he studied your every move
• He smirks when he sees you put your hands behind your back nonchalantly, seemingly unarmed and harmless
• "Let me guess, you're here to offer me a deal on her behalf."
• You approached him with an innocent grin on your face, watching as he stepped back ever-so-slightly in caution
• "Actually..." you trail off
• Suddenly, you disappear much to Five's surprise - only for you to reappear right behind him: a knife pressed to his neck
• "... I'm here to take you out."
• As soon as he got out of your death grip, he wouldn't take things easy on you, and you soon prove to be a worthy opponent based on your combat skills and tactical thinking
• Is impressed that you can keep up with him, the self-proclaimed "greatest and deadliest assassin of all time"
• Little did he know, you had more tricks up your sleeve
• You also had the power of super speed, so throwing jabs and kicks your way was undoubtedly a challenge for Five
• "You're good." he would mutter under his breath, his eyes narrowed your way
• "And you're entirely average." you would respond with a scoff, and something ticked inside Five -- something that he couldn't understand but undeniable enjoyed
• You would leave a nasty but bearable cut on his right arm, which left him dumbfounded and stare at you with wide eyes
• Would unwillingly let you get away, which would mean his first failure as an assassin
• "See you around, blip."
• First meeting, and you already had a nickname for him
• After that, he would certainly look forward to your little stand-offs
• Calls you Phantom to mock you for your powers (which he couldn't deny were indeed cool)
• "Aw, giving me pet names now? Hang on, don't get too attached." you teased
• Since then, your fights were technically martial arts showdowns -- neither one of you holding back as you showed off your individual training and combat experience
• Expect a lot sassy comebacks and sarcastic insults to come your way as you two fought
• "Is this the best you can do?"
• "They replace me with you? They must be that desperate, huh?"
• "Keep up, Phantom. You're losing your flare."
• These pissed you off, but you couldn't understand why you were smiling everytime he got so condescending
• "It would be better if you fought like a man instead of a man-child."
• "Really? This is the 'greatest assassin in the space-time continuum'? Wow, what a shame."
• "C'mon, blip. I don't have all day."
• He would occasionally give you a few minor cuts to remind you of his capabilities, as you did the same to him
• When you touched your bottom lip as it bled, he would playfully mock you for it
• "Aww, did I just give you little boo-boo?"
• This was to mask how concerned he actually was that he injured you
• You would just smirk back, unaffected at his remarks
• "Let me give you one in return."
• You swiftly got him back, and it was his turn to gaze at the cut you left on his right thigh
• "Oops, sorry. Does it hurt?" you teased
• "Oh it's so on." Five would reply
• But somehow, you both couldn't manage to hurt each other out of pure rage or aggression
• In fact, neither of you felt compelled to carry out your missions
• You yourself were pulling your punches back. There was something in him that caught your interest -- his sarcasm? His looks? His abilities? His reputation? You wouldn't know.
• He found you magnetic, as well - you were the only one he had ever encountered in his life that could match him: physically, mentally and emotionally. As a bonus, he found you physically attractive.
• "You're holding back, Phantom. You sure you're not starting to like me?"
• "Says the guy who keeps pinning me against the wall."
• "If you're attracted to me, I won't blame you. Maybe I'll even give you a chance."
• "Shut up, you narcissistic time-jumper."
• During the times when you both were abnormally close to each other, both your heart rates would speed up and it took everything for both of you to stop it from showing to the other
• A lot of insane sexual tension, to be honest
• Whenever you went back to the Commission, you found yourself getting all giddy at the thought of returning to carry out your mission
• But the Handler noticed all this, of course
• She took note of how soft you were getting with her once-favorite assassin, and she was not pleased a single bit
• Being the manipulative b*tch she was, the Handler would brainwash you into thinking Five was responsible for the death of your friends that fateful day, and despite the tiny voice in your head denying her words, the louder screams of your friends' injustice would prevail
• You thought that hating him was going to make the job less complicated, anyways
• When you two would meet again, the playful glint in your eyes was gone, replaced with one of determination to take him down
• Five wasn't being cocky, either, but instead had a soft expression on his face -- like he knew something you don't
• "Let's get this over with, Hargreeves."
• "Y/N, wait..."
• You paused. This was the first time he used your name, and what struck you was that you haven't even told him before
• "How do you f**king know my name?"
• "Just, wait a minute. You need to know something-"
• But you didn't wait. You instantly lunged at him with your combat face on, trying desperately to outwit him and put him down once and for all
• "Oh, yeah? Like what, like the fact you killed my friends?!"
• Five matched your skills, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to leave you incapacitated
• "Y/N, please..." he pleaded, but you wouldn't budge.
• "Shut... up!" you said in between breaths.
• When he sensed you growing tired, he took the opportunity to pin your hands behind your back and press you to the wall, effectively stopping your murderous intentions
• His body pressed against yours somehow brought a soothing effect to your soul, and the rage that had built up in your heart soon dissipated into one of pure bewilderment and conflicted attraction
• You couldn't kill him, and you knew it
• And he could sense it, too -- because he himself was feeling the same way
• "Y/N..." he breathed out
• "What?" you ask through gritted teeth, trying to fight the wave of emotions washing over you at the moment
• "I didn't kill your friends."
• "Bullsh*t-"
• "If you come with me, I can show you everything. I need you to trust me." he says, releasing you from his hold
• "And why should I do that?"
• He smiles before responding,
• "What are rivals for?"