#I guess nothing is stopping regular Vanya from having glasses

[full---ofstarlight]

Also modern AU Vanya has glasses why not

[thegingerwriter]

Istanbul - The Umbrella Academy #1

(Discontinued)

Characters: Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Five, May (my character) and Vanya Hargreeves.

Word Count: 3944 Words

Warnings: None I think. Occasional swear word, nothing that’s not in the dialogue in the show.

Things you need to know about the character, I’ve added:

- Her power is simply the ability to turn into a cat. No added effects. Just a cat. 

- She is Number 6 and Ben is now Number 7. 

- Her and Five have a very platonic friendship/relationship. Sorry if you thought that was an x reader. 

Hi guys! So I’ve been writing this first chapter since the Umbrella Academy first came out but I wasn’t sure if it was good enough to post! If you’ve watched The Umbrella Academy, this will be easier to understand. Thanks for reading xx

I fell onto Five, hearing him groan underneath me. “Sorry.” I mumbled, pushing myself off of him and rolling onto my back, landing in the dirt. Instantly I noticed I was, in fact, human. I was me again.

Five noticed this too, sitting up to stare at me. “May- you’re- you’re… you.” Five muttered. I guess we were both surprised to find me like this.

We continued to stare at each other and I realised me being human wasn’t the only thing to notice. Aside from me, Five was also different. He was a boy again- the same 13 year old that got himself stuck in the future all those many years ago. Another voice caused us to break out of it, suddenly remembering where we were.

“Is it just me, or do you guys also see little number Five and Six in front of us?” Klaus said and I looked up at him. At all of them. I barely recognised them now. 17 years later they’ve all grown up. Except for us apparently.

“Shit.” I said, glancing at Five who was also starring. Diego, Luther, Vanya, Klaus and Allison. It’s been so long. Five stood up next to me and I followed suit.

What exactly do we tell them? I thought to myself and I could tell Five was thinking the same.

“Anyone wanna explain?” Diego said.

* * *

I sat cross- legged on the bench of the kitchen, the rest of us dead silent as we watched Five at the table, spreading peanut butter on two pieces of bread. He seemed the most relaxed, despite the disbelief the others displayed.

“Wait- where you have you been again?” Allison asked.

“The future. Which sucks by the way.” Five didn’t look up from his peanut butter sandwich.

“Called it!” Klaus hollowered.

I fidgeted with my tattered clothes. “I see we only just missed the funeral.”

Luther looked up at me. “How did you-?” He started but Five cut him off.

“What part of ‘the future’ do you not understand?” He glanced at his sandwich before looking straight at me. “Ruby, could you pass-.” I didn’t let him finish as I chucked him a packet of unopened marshmallows on the bench next to me.

Peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich. Now that is something I haven’t seen in a very long time. It’s a Five delicacy.

“You two have just been running around the future for 17 years?” Diego asked.

“We’ve been stuck in the future for…” Five paused to look up at me. “Forty five years, give or take.”

“So... what? You’re both 58?” Luther questioned, looking at the both of us suspiciously.

“No, my consciousness is 58.” Five corrected.

“But we’re both apparently 13 again, unfortunately. I blame him.” I said, nnoddingat him.

“I obviously miscalculated.” He responded, shooting me a look.

“How did you guys even get back in the first place?” Vanya asked.

Five stuffed his sandwich into his mouth, thinking for a second. “I still don’t know how I brought Ruby along with me but,” He swallowed. “In the end, I just had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time.”

The others all went silent. “That doesn’t make sense.” Diego confessed and the others nodded.

“Well it would if you were smarter.” Five retorted and Diego pushed his chair back roughly and stood up. I instantly jumped off the bench and stood in front of him, blocking his path to Five and pushing my hand against his chest. I gave Diego a warning look before he huffed and stepped back.

“What were you even doing in the future for so many years?” Klaus asked, suddenly contributing to the conversation.

“We just did whatever we could to survive. I would often try and figure out ways to get home and when Ruby wasn’t attempting to communicate with me I guess she was off chasing mice.” Five gave me a goofy smile and I glared at him.

“That’s not even remotely funny.” I said.

“It was a little funny.” He mumbled.

“You try being a cat for that many years and then you can make jokes.” I crossed my arms over my chest, about to say something else when Vanya stopped me.  

“Wait, what?” She stared at me in complete and utter disbelief. “Cat? You mean for 45 years you were there, you couldn’t change back?” The others looked at me.

I rolled my eyes at the sudden attention. “I’m gonna go change. Gotta be something that fits my 13 year old body.” I said, gesturing to the loose suit on my body.

I began to walk out of the room before Five called out to me. “Yea, me too. Not like this fits me either.”

“What- so that’s it? You’re not gonna tell us anything else?” Allison said and I didn’t even stop walking as I gave my response.

“Nothing else to tell.” I shrugged, and walked out of site.

* * *

Wonderful. That’s the only thing that fits, I thought to myself as I stared at myself in the mirror, As kids, the only clothes we really owned were our academy uniforms and pajamas so there wasn’t much to choose from in terms of outfits.

So I went for the full, regular uniform with the black blazer and my grey skirt. I guess looking like a schoolgirl was better than wearing the ruined clothes that were far too big for me that I had on before.

Sighing, I pulled a comb through my hair, straightening my uniform out right before I heard a knock at the door.

“Come in.” I called out, not even looking at the door. A moment passed and no one came in. I huffed and walked to the door, pulling it open to find an empty hallway.

Confused, I closed the door. Someone cleared their throat behind me and I jumped, turning to find Five sitting on my bed, dressed in his own academy uniform as well.

“Jesus Christ, don’t do that.” I breathed. “You scared me half to death.”

Five didn’t respond to this as he looked me up and down. “You look good.” He noted. I made a face at him and he smiled. He smoothed his hair out with his hands as we both went silent. “So go on then.” He said and I glanced at him in confusion.

“‘Go on’ what?” I said and Five frowned.

“You’ve been unable to talk to me for so long, you’re obviously ‘dying to say some things.”

I shrugged, walking over to sit on my desk. “Nothing in particular comes to mind.”

“Oh.” He raised his eyebrows. “I guess I just assumed you’d be mad at me or something-” I didn’t let him finish as I threw the plastic pencil cup off my desk at his head.

“Ow!” He cried, pushing a hand to his forehead after it bounced off and landed on the floor.

“Of course I’m mad with you, idiot!” I yelled at him, grabbing one of the pillows off my bed and throwing it at him again. “But don’t you think that would have worn off by now? We were stuck in the future for that many years because you decided to be a rebellious teenager and not listen to anything that dad ever told you about time travel!”

I went to throw another pillow at him but he teleported out of site. I didn’t even have to look behind me to know where he was.

I gave a heavy sigh and I sat on the bed, not even bothering to look up at him. “Yes, Five. I was mad at you. And some part of me will always hold a grudge against you for jumping so far into the future.” I met his gaze and he gave me those stupid sympathetic eyes that you could just never stay mad at for long. “But if I never tried to stop you, I would have spent the last 17 years here thinking you were dead.”

A silence filled the room again. “I’m sorry.” Five finally said but the words no longer mattered to me. I let it go a long time ago.

“Anyway.” I said into the silence. “I’m starving.”

“Wanna head down to the kitchen? Probably something down there.” He suggested, before he suddenly gave me a cheeky smile.

“What now?” I asked.

“Race ya.” He said, raising his eyebrows at me and I scoffed.

“We both know you always cheated at this game.”

He shrugged, striding over to the door. “It was always your choice to believe a cat could beat someone who could literally jump through space and time.”

Well, now I wanted to throw another pencil cup at his head. My eyes flicked to the open window and I could tell Five knew exactly what I was I was thinking. The kitchen was three floors beflow us. If I could jump out through the window and onto the second floor railing, I could easily- Five suddenly disappeared and I jumped off my bed.

I leaped for the window and as I did, I changed from human, to a fluffy dark gray cat, landing on the edge of the window before speeding down the railing and jumping onto Allison’s balcony.

I could see the kitchen window from where I was speeding along the drain pipes. I jumped onto the dumpster on the ground, directly across from the kitchen window. I couldn’t tell if it was closed or not but I leapt forward anyway, ready to change back as soon as I landed inside.

My face slammed into the glass, right as I saw Five, standing at the window, a stupid grin on his face as I fell backwards.

I climbed back up to the window, perching myself on the windowsill and waiting him to open it. He ignored me, walking away and leaving me to stare into the kitchen. I saw Diego and Allison sitting at the table, and I pawed at the window until they looked over and Diego rolled his eyes as he got up and pulled the window open, allowing me to jump through.

As soon as I landed on the ground, I was standing on two legs instead of four and I was smoothing my hair out on my head. “Jerk.” I said, glaring at Five.

“You know, for people who are 58, you’re still as childish as when you were kids.” Diego said and it sounded like an insult but I could see the laughter in his eyes. I gave him a smile but I don’t know if he thought it was sincere.

I was about to begin raiding the cupboard when Luther stuck his head into the room. “Hey guys, it’s almost sundown.” He informed us, before leaving again.

Diego and Allison went stuff and Five and I looked at each other. “Does he always come in and tell you what time of day it is?” Five questioned. Diego turned his head towards us but didn’t meet our eyes.

“Luther wanted to have a memorial service in the yard at sundown.” He explained.

“I guess food can wait then.” I said, as Diego and Allison got up to leave. Five and I stood there together again, silence surrounding us.

“A funeral for Dad. Joy.” He said bluntly, before following the others and I did the same.

Outside, it was bucketing down with rain. I stood in the doorway a few minutes later, looking at the others in the wet courtyard, black umbrellas over their heads. I smiled a little when I saw Pogo and Mum. I saw Pogo before briefly but I haven’t seen Mum in four and a half decades. It’s been a long time.

I hugged myself as I walked out into the rain without an umbrella before I suddenly saw Five appear beside me, holding an umbrella over the both of us. I gave him a grateful look before we joined the others.

Luther stood in the centre of the yard, obviously not bothering with an umbrella, holding Dad’s ashes in a stone urn. Allison and Vanya stood off to the side and I glanced over to Diego who also opted to just let the rain fall on him. I didn’t seem like he really cared. I nearly laughed when I saw Klaus walk out and join us with a clear plastic child umbrella and cigarette in his hand. I guess some things just never change.

We all just stayed silent, not really sure where to start. I huddled close to Five, the cold wind not making situation any more bearable. We only looked up when Mum spoke “Did something happen?” She asked, a blank look on her face.

“Dad died. Remember?” Allison said, looking at her skeptically.

“Oh. Yes, of course.” She replied sadly.

Allison turned to Diego with concern. “Is Mum okay?”

“She’s fine, yea. She just needs to rest. Recharge.” Diego answered quickly.

I gave Five a funny look and I could tell he understood. Something was obviously wrong.

Pogo interrupted our thoughts a moment later, looking at Luther. “Whenever you’re ready, dear boy.” He said kindly.

Luther was silent as he stepped forward, clutching the urn and took the lid off. He looked at each of us, as if expecting us to stop him or do something before he turned it over and poured it out into the middle of the yard.

The only thing we could hear was the rain bouncing off the umbrellas as we stared at the pile of ashes heaped on the ground.

“Does anyone wish to speak?” Pogo asked, moving towards the ashes with his cane. When none of us responded, he did so himself. “In all regards, Sir Reginald Hargreeves made me what I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my master… and my friend and I shall miss him very much. He leaves behind a complicated legacy-” Pogo was interrupted when Diego jumped in.

“He was a monster.” Diego stared at the heap of ashes, as if hoping it would go up in flames. Klaus let out a chuckle as Diego kept going. “He was a bad person and a worse father. The world’s better off without him.”

“Diego.” Allison and I said warningly. There was no need to go that far.

“My name is ‘Number Two’. You know why? Because our father couldn’t be bothered to give us actual names. He had Mum do it. Five is still called by his number because he was the last one to get a name, but Mum never could give him one. That wouldn’t be the case if he had actually been a dad.”

“Would anyone like something to eat?” Mum cut in and asked cheerfully. There was clearly something wrong with her.

“No, it’s okay, Mum.” Vanya said.

Diego was louder when he spoke this time, angrier than he was before. “Look, you wanna pay your respects?” He stepped out into the middle of us. “Go ahead. But at least be honest about the kinda man he was.” He looked at Pogo.

“You should stop talking now.” Luther interrupted him. Diego turned to glare at Luther.

“You know, you of all people should be on my side here, Number One.” He said sarcastically.

“Guys, stop.” I spoke up but they ignored me.

“I am warning you.” Luther said, clenching his fists.

“After everything he did to you? He had to ship you a million miles away.” Diego stepped even closer to Luther and I could tell this was going to end badly.

“Diego, stop talking.” Luther warned.

“That’s how much he couldn’t stand the sight of you!” Diego pushed his finger into Luther’s chest and this is the thing that very clearly fully set him off.

Luther pushed Diego’s hand away and immediately threw his arm out to punch him but Diego ducked under him and punched Luther in the stomach. Within moments, the two boys were in a heated fight.

Vanya pulled Mum back while Klaus put his arm out of in front of Five and I. We pushed his hand away in annoyance, but after Luther pushed Diego so hard he nearly fell into us, Five hooked his arm through mine and pulled me back, too.

“Boys!” Stop this at once!” Pogo yelled, sounding just like when were kids and the boys were fighting, all the same.

Diego and Luther completely ignored him as they fought in the rain, shoving each other and throwing punches. “Stop it!” Vanya screamed.

Luther grabbed Diego and threw him halfway across the courtyard, rolling across the leaves and the dirt.

“Cut it out!” I exclaimed, going to step forward but Five still had his arm looped through mine and wouldn’t let go. ‘Leave them’ he mouthed to me.

Pogo huffed and shook his head, turning to walk inside. The boys simply wouldn’t stop.

“We don’t have time for this.” Five said, as he turned on his heel and was about to walk back into the house when I stopped him. Diego was directly in front of Ben’s statue, obviously ready to crouch as soon as Luther swung his arm.

“Luther, don’t!” I yelled, but it was too late to stop him as he threw another punch at Diego and he ducked, Luther’s fist colliding with the metal statue.

The Bronze statue fell backwards, breaking in half as it did so. We all turned to stare at the broken figure of our brother, now in pieces on the ground thanks to the boys.

“And there goes Ben’s statue.” Allison said.

It looked like the boys were finally finished until Diego pulled one of his knives out. “Diego, no!” Vanya screamed at him, but he threw it at Luther, just cutting his arm as he jumped back.

Luther gasped and gripped his arm, storming past Diego and the rest of, inside the house.

Vanya walked up to Diego as Luther disappeared. “You never know when to stop, do you?” She asked.

Diego didn’t look at her as he leaned close to her. “Got enough material for your sequel yet?”

“He was my father, too.” She said, before going inside as well.

Just before I was about to follow the rest of the family out of the rain, I walked out from under our umbrella and up to Diego. “I may have been gone for seventeen years, but that doesn’t mean I don’t remember anything. Just because we didn’t necessarily like Dad, doesn’t say we get the rights to talk about him like that after he’s gone. Is it really fair to talk shit about someone when they aren’t here to defend themselves? Even if he really was a crappy person.”

Diego didn’t respond as he pushed past me, attempting to escort Mum undercover. I turned and walk with Five into the house, trying to forget about family drama for even just a moment.

* * *

I walked back into the kitchen again later with Allison. We had been looking for Vanya but couldn’t find her anywhere after the funeral. Instead, however, we found Klaus and Five.

Five didn’t look up at us as we entered, too busy flicking through cupboards and cabinets to really notice, or care probably.

Klaus sat at the head of the table, his legs up and his arms wrapped around around an electric guitar.

“Where’s Vanya?” Allison asked. Klaus looked up at her.

“Hmm? Oh, she left.”

“Five, what are you doing?” I walked over to him.

“That’s unfortunate.” He mumbled.

“What is?”

“An entire square block. Forty-two bedrooms, nineteen bathrooms, but no, not a single drop of coffee.” Five slammed a kettle on the bench and I jumped.

“Dad hated caffeine.” Allison said.

“Well, he hated children, too and he had plenty of us.” Klaus laughed, hugging the guitar to his chest. I snickered a little at that.

“I’m taking the car.” Five said, grabbing the car keys out of a bowl on the bench.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“To get a decent cup of coffee.”

Allison stopped him. “Wait, do you even know how to drive?” She crossed her arms over her chest.

Five scoffed. “I know how to do everything.”

There was no way I was letting him go alone. Right before he disappeared, I grabbed a hold of his blazer and I teleported with him outside in front of Dad’s old car.

Five pushed my arm away when he realised I was beside him. “Do you not remember the last time you decided to do that?” He growled at me.

“Do you remember the last time you decided to run away from the family because you got pissed off?” I shot back. Five huffed and opened the door of the car, hopping inside and I did the same in the passenger side. 

He started the car and gave me one last look before pushing his foot on the pedal and we were off. It was only when he was speeding down the road did I finally ask him something. 

“Why do you suddenly need coffee so bad?” 

“You’re tryinging to tell me that after that many years eating whatever food scraps we could get our hands on, you don’t want a donut from Griddy’s?” He asked, glancing at me as he drove down the street. 

After a few minutes, the car rolled up in front of the diner. “Okay, wait here. I’ll see if they’ve got any donuts left for you.” He said and I scoffed at him. I was about to argue but he got out and slammed the door before I even had the chance to. “Jerk.” I mumbled, for the second time that day. 

As I watched Five enter the diner, the bell ringing as he pushed the door open, I recalled the memories I had of this place. We used to come here when we snuck out as kids when we were bored. Ate donuts until one or all of us threw up and then sneak back into bed like nothing ever happened. 

We never physically got caught, but some part of me always told me Dad always knew. Maybe he was just letting us have some fun for a change, which was something we never got to have as kids anyway. 

I looked through the window to find Five talking to an older man. A truck driver, I believed, since there were only two other cars in the carkpark out front and I had a feeling the pick up truck was his. 

I didn’t feel like staying in the car any longer, waiting for Five to drink his coffee, so reaching over to pull the keys out, I got out of the car, letting the door fall closed behind me. As I approached the door, it opened and the truck driver walked out, holding the door for a split second so I could walk through. I gave him a kind smile before walking up and joining Five at the bench. 

Looking straight ahead, Five said, “’Wait in the car’?” He repeated and I rolled my eyes. 

“I got bored. What’d you say to the truckie?” I leaned my chin on my hand, resting my elbow on the bench. 

“I got an address from him.” Five said, sliding a piece of paper across the bench to me. A clinic of some sort. 

“Why is this important?” I cocked my head at time. He looked distracted, looking at the curved mirror above him to see out into the parking lot. “Five?” 

“I’ll tell you later. We’ve got company.” 

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By the way, Chapter titles are gonna be names of songs from that episode. Because I’m unoriginal :)