trigger warnings: some cursing, slightly detailed violence
summary: traveling with five into the future may not have been the best decision. now, you two have to save the world.
extra info/ a lil exposition: reader is pyrokinetic, as one of the 43, but she wasn't raised at the academy. she lived nearby and ended up meeting five, becoming friends with him and meeting his siblings a few times. none of them knew about her powers (until five found out in the apocalypse)
word count: 2.3k
if enough people read and like this, i might turn it into a series :)
flashbacks are in italics
it took a while to get to this moment. after years in the apocalypse, some spent totally alone, you and five were ready to get out of the hands of the commission and hopefully make it back to 2019 to save the world from what you two had gotten stuck in all those years ago. all you had to do was go through the portal in front of you.
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you were waiting outside the academy, knowing that your friends would finish dinner soon and five would help you climb up into his room to hang out as you two always did. reginald never really allowed them to do anything other than train, and it was only by chance that you two had met. now, you were the best of friends, always secretly hanging out whenever you got the chance.
today was different. he rushed out of the academy, stopping just for a moment in front of you.
"c'mon." he grinned mischievously, and you could tell he was about to do something he wasn't supposed to. so, you jumped up to go with him.
you matched his pace as the two of you briskly made your way down the street. "what are we doing?"
he glances to you, determination in his eyes. "do you trust me?"
his response confuses you, but you nod, not sure where he was going with this. "of course i do."
he doesn't say anything else, simply grabbing your hand before you guys blink out of where you were. this time, it was different than when you usually jumped. you were in the same place, but the streets are brighter, the buildings around clearly different from what you had come to know.
"shit." you chuckle in amazement, and he looks around you two.
shaking his head, he glances over to you. "and he said i wasn't ready."
another jump, and the streets are snowy, less crowded than they had been. at this point, you were glad you had been at the academy waiting, just at the right time to join him.
the joy quickly vanished as you jumped again as you see nothing but fire and rubble, the once beautiful streets destroyed. the next moment, you realize five isn't next to you like he was just seconds ago. your heart dropped to your stomach
what did you guys do.
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the memory causes a pit of worry to grow in your stomach. what if you got separated again? you couldn't go years searching for him again.
his hand grabbing onto yours quells the feeling. he wasn't a kid anymore. he knew what he was doing, and he had been calculating this for a while now. you would be safe.
you two went through the portal together, and you felt as if your insides were doing flips for a few seconds, before you fell to the ground, groaning softly.
patting your hand along the ground next to you, you sigh in relief when you grab onto his hand, thanking whatever god existed that nothing bad happened.
you stand up, brushing the dirt from yourself as he does the same. when you look up, you see the group of adults standing in front of you, and even if you hadn't seen them before, you recognized them.
"does anyone else see little five and y/n, or is that just me?" klaus breaks the silence in the air, all of them staring at the two of you.
little? you think, and looking down at yourself, you realize how baggy your clothes were, and as you look to five, your eyes meeting, you see his thirteen year old body.
"shit." you both breathe out, eyes wide.
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you didn't know how long it had been since you got trapped in this horrible nightmare. days, weeks, years?
all you knew was that you were going crazy. searching the area countless times, not even recognizing the buildings that had turned to piles of rubble and ash on the ground.
when you lost hope in finding five again, you began to practice your powers to keep sane. survival was hard, having to live off of whatever you could find left behind in stores- or what was left of the stores.
fires were easier to make in order to keep warm. collecting wood from literally anywhere, then using your power to light it. god, were you lucky that you could control fire. you wouldn't have been able to survive in the cold. you didn't have any knowledge of basic survival skills.
every single day, you would wonder if five was okay. did he get trapped in this future too, or had he been able to go back home and just totally moved on from your friendship?
no.
he would never do that to you. you guys had made a promise that no matter what, nothing would come in between the both of you, and you would always have each other.
that promise kept you going. you would find five, even if it took your entire life span to. it was all you could think of to keep the will to survive. you weren't going to die without seeing five again first.
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after explaining what had happened to the two of you to the siblings (minus the whole apocalypse thing- for some reason five wanted to keep that a secret for now.), you managed to find one of the girls' old uniform skirts and button up shirt. while it wasn't really your style, you didn't have much a choice. you could always get some new clothes later.
now, you had to deal with saving the world.
vanya had left after the rather disastrous funeral for their lost father, and the sun had set not long after. now, you sat atop the table in the kitchen, watching as five rummaged through all the cabinets in search of some coffee.
klaus sat on the chair at the end, and suddenly allison walked in, her arms crossed over her chest. "where did vanya go?" she questions, an eyebrow raised.
"oh, she left." klaus informed her, breaking his silence. you were honestly surprised he had stayed quiet that long.
five sighed as he gave up on his search, standing at the edge of the table. "that's unfortunate."
you thought he had been talking about vanya taking her leave, until he continued, "an entire square block. forty- two bedrooms and nineteen bathrooms, yet not a single drop of coffee."
you rolled your eyes at his need for the drink, which you were starting to think he was addicted to. you laid back on the table, deciding not to say anything as you wouldn't want to make him any more grumpy than he was.
"dad hated caffeine." allison stated obviously, also seeming annoyed by his craving.
klaus chimed in again, slumping down in his seat. "he hated children, but he had plenty of us." he laughed bitterly, and you chuckled at the crack at his father, but the both of you stopped at the glares of the others.
"i'm taking the car." five says after a moment, and almost immediately you roll off the top of the table, landing on your feet.
"i'll come with."
allison looked confused, "do either of you even know how to drive?" she questions, and you sigh softly.
"we know how to do everything." the both of you spoke at the same time, a small grin appearing on your face from it.
before either of the young adults could say anything else, five had grabbed your hand and you two had flashed out of the kitchen, already getting into the car.
the two of you went to griddy's, a local diner that had been a place for both of you to sneak away to when you were younger. you were glad to see it hadn't changed a bit after all the years you had been gone.
sitting at the counter next to each other, there weren't many people inside, as it was pretty late and most people didn't go out for coffee or donuts this late. the only other customer was an older man, who when the waitress came out to take their order, had been mistaken as your dad. you had cringed when she implied it, and clearly five wasn't too happy to be called a kid, as he spoke rather rudely when ordering.
sighing softly, you got a donut as well as the coffee, and the woman quickly got your orders, placing them in front of you. the man was kind enough to pay for your food, and you both thanked him for it.
five had asked him for an address, and you rolled your eyes while you listened in and sipped the hot drink. this was about that mannequin he had gone crazy enough to start talking to in your years apart, and for some reason he still did it. it bothered you to no end. you were glad you had gripped onto every last bit of sanity you had and managed to find five before it slipped through your fingers.
when the man left, a comfortable silence fell as the both of you sipped your coffee. you were lost in your thoughts for a moment, thinking back to the time you were first separated.
"you know, i know you're in love with a mannequin and all," you speak as you finish your donut, looking at the small plate that was now empty. "but i always wanted to tell you something. about how i felt- before we got stuck in the apocalypse and into this shit."
you look to him, and his gaze is fixed on you. he seemed irked by your comment about delores, yet confused at the same time. "how you felt?"
knowing there was no backing out of this now, you sighed softly. it wasn't like you still thought of him the way you did back then. what was the harm in telling him?
"yeah, i-" you cut yourself off when the door opened, slowly placing your mug down.
in the reflection of the silver bell sat in between the two of you, you could clearly see a group of men, armed with guns. you purse your lips.
"well, that was fast." five mutters, not even turning his head to look at the guns that were pointed at the back of your heads.
cracking your knuckles, you glanced at the boy, "thought we'd have more time before they found us." a soft chuckle was shared, but the men were not amused.
"let's be professional about this." the one closest spoke, his gaze hard, "come with us. they want to talk."
five clicks his tongue, shaking his head, "we've got nothing to say."
the man wasn't taking no for an answer, and you didn't expect him to. "this doesn't have to be hard." he states firmly, gun still pointed at him, "you think we want to shoot some kids? go home with that on our conscience?"
a smirk tugged at the corner of your lips, because that was definitely not how this would go. "i wouldn't worry about that." you told him, a hint of playfulness in your tone.
"you won't be going home." your friend says, and with that, you both grabbed the dull knives resting on the counter. as he jumped through space, you jumped up from your seat, turned towards the man who had been behind you.
swiftly knocking the gun from his grasp, you shove the knife into his throat, having to use all your strength since it wasn't the sharpest. it did do the job, and you grabbed the gun that had fallen to the ground while hopping over the counter and crouching behind it.
the other men looked around, confused about where five went, and when he grabbed their attention, you popped up from your spot, firing at the men and managing to kill one of them, while getting a few hits on the others.
you threw the gun to the side when you decided it had served it's purpose, and once again five had jumped outside the door, knocking on it. all the men turned to look at him, and you rolled your eyes.
"amateurs." you muttered as you snatched your empty plate off the counter and hopped back over, smashing it over top the closest man's head before grabbing him by the collar of his uniform and slamming his head into the table in front of him as your hands lit up with fire which burned his skin upon contact, a scream escaping the man before you slammed his head one more time, which did the job.
five had managed to disarm one of the others and jumped to another, shoving a fork into his eye before disappearing once again.
shoving the guy you had just killed to the floor, you quickly move to the guy who five had disarmed, shoving him to the ground as his clothes lit up from the fire that still danced across your skin. he screamed as it burned him and you looked to five who had knocked the other down, snapping his neck.
the man's screams quickly faded as he burned alive, and you moved back to the counter as five did. he was already cutting into the flesh of his forearm, and you had to keep yourself from throwing up the donut you had just eaten up. once he got the tracker in his arm out, you held yours out, silently asking him to get yours for you as you looked away. you would not be able to do the same to yourself, as you would definitely pass out.
you managed to hold in your cries of pain as you kept your gaze away from what he was doing.
once he was finished, you forced yourself not to look at your bleeding arm as you cleared your throat, instead looking around at the bodies of the seven men who the commission had definitely sent.
"let's go." five told you, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the store that would definitely need some repairing.
your sleeves had been burned slightly from the use of your powers, and both of you guys had blood staining your clothes. you were used to the gore by now, so it didn’t bother you one bit.
he dropped your trackers by a sewer grate as you passed it, and you guys made your way back to the car without looking back.
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ahhhhh! i've had this idea for a bit now and i finally wrote it ^-^
if you liked it, please tell me or reblog it or something, and if it gets enough positive responses, i will make another part! (i might make one even if there isn't much response, cause i like the idea-)
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