#maybe people just haven't seen enough of Five's run to see the progression

[cosmic-chelonian]

Never understood people who say Five is 'too soft' because... have we been watching the same show? Were they asleep during the first season, which he spends being dismissive and cold with Adric, an issue that was never resolved when Adric was brutally killed? Do they, like many of the show's adversaries, mistake his outward appearance of 'harmless, affable English fellow' for weakness, even though he could switch from that to being your worst enemy on a dime? His continued dry humour, now bitter and sarcastic, in the face of danger or evil is one of the character's most compelling aspects. He hardly changes his outward demeanour, and his continued affected politeness makes him seem all the more dangerous as you see the fury and outrage boiling underneath, and you see a plan form behind his steely eyes.

And if he is sentimental sometimes, why do they see it as being 'too soft', instead of what it truly is: a need to atone, after the universe punished him for his harshness towards Adric in the worst possible way? Adric's death haunts Five for the rest of his life, and you can actually see it in Davison's portrayal, even if no mention of Adric occurs in the script. You can see Adric's ghost in the wild desperation in Five's eyes during his final serial, while he rushes to give his life to save his companion. Because he cannot let this happen again because of him. And the last word out of his mouth as he dies is 'Adric', as we come to the heart-wrenching realisation that his mind is not filled with his own imminent doom but with thoughts of that poor boy, of how he killed him, of how he never got to show how much he cared for him. Of how much it hurt that he could almost be forgiven by trading his life for Peri's, but still he could never go back and save Adric.

And that's why my blood boils when people say he's 'too soft'. He's one of the few classic doctors with a character arc, for god's sake, and it's all about him being too harsh.

[trying-write-fanfics]

OverhaulXreader part 12

In the morning breakfast was prepared. News was read. The city calmed down since the chaos from the night before. There was still a storm stirring in his head, but at least his environment was calm, almost sterile.

“Good morning.” Y/n yawned coming out of the bedroom. “You don’t sleep ever do you?”

“I’m not one for unproductive activities.”

“If you don’t rest your worst fears will happen.” She pretended to get spooky. “You’ll fall asleep in front of potential investors!”

“You think that’s my worst fear?”

“Well you’re Mr. Serious man all the time. I just figured.”

“Come, eat.”

“Can’t believe I haven’t been here yet.” She said. “I was lucky you were at Pops place when I came.”

“Yeah, you scared some of my men.” He told her.

“Oh please they could have killed me ten times over.” She was rather calm about the statement.

“Are you going to work in that?”

“Sorry, but I like to keep my legs a little more private in the cold.” She said standing up doing a quick pose. “Only you get the privilege right now.”

Was she laying down a ground rule? He didn’t plan on flirting with anyone else, was she? There was no way she would. She wouldn’t do that.

“About last night, what is the…” he didn’t really know what to phrase any question he had.

“I told you let’s take things slow. I do promise I won’t be playing the field.”

“What does that mean?” He asked.

“It’s the expression having multiple people at once to see which one fits best.” She told him.

“I didn’t think you were the type to do that.”

“It’s a common practice today that I haven't tried yet.” She explained. “I know this, I love you, you’re worth it, don’t worry. The beginning is supposed to be butterflies and fun.”

“I don’t know how fun I’ll be.”

“Any time spent with you Kai, is a good time already.” Not too many people would ever say that line. “Oh, I wanted to ask you something.” She pulled a bright colored paper out of her purse. It was an ad for a choir concert “I’ll be in it, if you wanna come that'd be cool, if you can’t you can’t.”

“You’re religious?”

“It was just something to do after work. I gotta have hobbies. It’s a good place to meet friends too.” She explained.

“If you’re bored I could find work for you to do.” He told her.

“You can’t be my only friend Kai. Will you come?” She asked.

“I’ll do my best.” He told her.

Singing?

The league of villains were at it again attacking students. There had to be a reason why they would target twerps. It was utterly aggravating to see these directionless villians be the main characters of the bad side while Kai was working feverishly in the shadows. Drugs were the only thing getting them by, and they were doing it behind Pops’ back. His only saving grace was there were no current unresolved charges he had which allowed him to wander in public, yet he still had to be careful. He had more enemies than friends.

The laboratory was filled with scientists doing their best to complete their own niche drugs to sell to the underground market. He needed to sell drugs that didn’t fit in with his goals to financially support the operation. That day he joined in. He didn’t ask for anyone’s help, he just messed with the chemicals to see what they would make. Once they were put into capsules, he sold them, not caring about the consequences. Some people may die, but they’ll further his research. Besides what date are they expecting by buying underground drugs?

“Chrono, come with me.” Kai called. “I’m presenting to pops tonight.” He told him.

After telling him his plan very loosely there was a silence. They have the facility to erase quirks, but not the main ingredient, but they’re close.

“I don’t want you involved in anymore drugs.” Pops told him. “You’re too smart . Just let me handle everything else.”

Kai shut the door behind him. Chrono stood beside him as he inhaled through the mask. He knew he didn’t have enough to make it work, but if Pops saw the results it would have to change his mind. Those heroes are suffocating everyone around. If it was just the police there would be no problem, but those damn heroes…

“Chisaki…” Chrono said.

At the sound of hearing his failure of a name, he punched the wall. Shit. He checked under his glove and saw the hand swelling.

“I’m going to finish this.” Kai told him.

He went back to his office and found the flyer Y/n gave him. The concert was tonight in a church across town. Shit. He was going to be late. It wasn’t important, but he knew he had to make these little things.

“I need a driver.”

Traffic became hell. Villains were fighting in the streets and the police were helpless. Chisaki and the driver were just sitting in a running car unable to go forward. If they just passed the blockade they could maybe only be five minutes late. What was he supposed to do, wait for a hero?

“I’m leaving.”

“Sir-“ the driver called.

“I’m not sitting in traffic.”

He shit the door and saw the police were still blocking the road. He tried taking a detour around the blockade but every street was blocked.

“I have something important to attend to, I need to pass.” He said walking up to a police officer .

Today he wasn’t worried about the law because it was dark out and he doesn’t have any current charges out on him. They’ve been paid or bribed.

“Yeah, no, it’s too dangerous”. The police officer said.

“I’m going to kill you!” One of the villains yelled blasting off a beam.

“Stand back!” The officer said pushing Chisaki.

Debris scattered around distracting the police. Kai jumped the pathetic little fence of a blockade. He ran. It had been awhile since he had to. Immediately he took his jacket off and held on to it. A body was flown at him. It was assumed to be a villain.

“A civilian!” He yelled. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Get off of me.” He pushed the man off of him.

“I oughta use you as a shield!” The man took Chisaki off the ground.

Quickly he lifted his glove off his free hand. He slapped the man’s hand for touching him. The arm exploded on impact squirting blood everywhere. He couldn’t kill him here. Not with the police close by. The hives broke out on his arm and face. Chisaki went to an alley to hide from anyone else who could see him. The law and the heros were poorly handling the situation, so it was easier to pass by.

There he found the church between office buildings. It looked crammed where it was. The windows were colored with art from the Bible. Entering the chapel there were many empty pews, marble floor, candle lights, and the sound of singing. At the altar stood a dozen people in white robes singing. The church was dark with a couple spot lights on the choir. Y/n was on the ends, and there he could hear only her voice. The moment seemed to overwhelm and calm him at the same time. He was drawn to take a step closer as he had no control. The front few pews were filled, but 60% of them were empty. He stood in the back, not wanting to be noticed by the other people. He was seen though. The (color) eyes looked at him directly and a smile grew and met with her eyes. It felt like a blessing that was happening.

Y/n was an angle that’s what she was.

Pure, so pure that’s why he didn’t mind her touching him. That’s why he showed her his face. That’s why they kissed. But with his hands, he ended up not taininring her. Was she his and he hers? He dismembered a man’s arm today, and she sang about love. She was his angel and he was her devil. There was no doubt about her now.

It all made sense, she came back to him after so many years, and kept trying to get back into his life, drunk visits, parties, power outages. They were all signs to bring them together. Where does she fit into the plan though? It could be figured out later. Maybe his closest partner?

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