#the way diego says following Luther would get them killed.

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thinking about this again.... he name d. he named it..

[yanderetheumbrellaacademy]

When They Get Jealous

Summary: What happens when they someone flirting with you and they get jealous? Characters: Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves & Lila Pitts, Allison Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Ben Hargreeves, Viktor Hargreeves, Marcus Hargreeves, Sparrow! Ben Hargreeves, Fei Hargreeves, Sloane Hargreeves, Jayme Hargreeves Tw: Violence, Emotional Manipulation, Su!c!dal indications

Luther Hargreeves

Kind of insecure

He's also angry and crushes whatever he's holding in his hands

He's surprised when looking down at the crushed item

Then he becomes annoyed

He'll go to the bathroom to clean up and you'll quickly follow him

"Are you okay?"

He's surprised by your presence and the fact that you followed him

He'll then feel bad about his feelings before

You would never hurt him and he knows that, so why would he even feel that way? You've never done anything to justify that feeling

"Um... Nothing, I accidently- uh, crushed this thing- You know... Strength issues..."

You'll help him clean up/patch up and it makes Luther guilty and he momentarily forgets about the previous feeling... At least until next time

Deigo Hargreeves & Lila Pitts

What a duo

Lila definitely filled Diego's head with delusions and will convince him to do something stupid [Like kill the person flirting w/ you] while she hides the body

Lila takes it better, but inside she's more pissed than Diego

Diego is mad at you and won't talk to you. You'll have to profusely apologize and prove to him you care, otherwise he won't speak to you. Trust, he can hold a grudge

Lila, on the other hand, is very extroverted and will go over to where you are and talk to the person who was flirting with you

There's is definitely tension in the air, even though it doesn't show on her face

She's all smiles and happy, but it doesn't show in her eyes

Deigo is mad, but Lila sees it as an opportunity to manipulate you [She also wants a reason to kill somone]

You try and talk back and she'll bring up how sad it makes them when people flirt with you and she'll emotionally manipulate into feeling bad

You didn't like the person but... maybe she's right? I mean- you didn't exactly tell the person no or that you were taken, but you had asked them to stop.... Was that enough?

Allison Hargreeves

Oh, no no no nononononono

She is NOT letting that happen

The person who's flirting with you must have a death wish

She doesn't want to use her powers, but...

Well, she really has to fight the urge

She looks very sweet and kind, so she can just come into the conversation and play nice girl

She'll drag you off, talking about needing your help or something, while apologizing for taking you away [But she doesn't really mean it]

You won't even notice she's mad until you're alone

She'll accuse you of cheating or trying to leave her

You're taken by surprise, but don't even try and fight her, because she's in a very low/depressive state, so she'd be easy to push into doing something drastic

So, you'll have to wait until she feels better to confront her

Klaus Hargreeves

They already assume you don't love them, so this just fills this delusion they have

It really bums them out and they get super depressed

They get extra clingy whenever they get you alone

They're usually pretty clingy, so you don't think about it to much

Until, they start whining about the guy at the bar

They'll ask you if you like them [Flirter] more than them [Klaus]

You'll tell them no, but they don't believe you

They'll emotion manipulate you saying that you probably hate them and if you ever leave them, they'll kill themselves

Five Hargreeves

Someone flirting with you? Do they have a death wish??

Not afraid to kill a man or women. He doesn't care

The only issue is he'd never admit his jealousy. You have to confront him and at first he'll deny it, but if you keep pushing he'll get pissed and yell 'You know what- I am jealous! So what!?!'

You're surprised he admitted it, but that's the only time you're getting it

He'll deny saying it and gaslight you into thinking it never happened

He will kill them, he just needs a little time, which he has plenty of

It is bloody, gory and gruesome

No one will find the body, but he'll make sure you know the person is dead and it's all your fault

He'll make sure you never do it again because he hates this feeling and it bothers the hell out of him

Ben Hargreeves

He wasn't really having fun at the party, so when seeing someone hit on you, it just made his night worse

He's scared you'll realize that he's not good enough

He hates the icky feeling in his stomach and it only continues to grow

Though it does make the feeling subside when seeing you roll your eyes and push the person out of the way before heading towards him

It makes him giddy and smile; Like a school boy

The fact that you'd chose him over everyone else really fuels his obsession, so be warned

When you get to him, you complain about the person

"Did you see them?"

He'll pretend that he wasn't paying attention and you gasp, before sitting down and ranting about how stupid that person was

He practically has hearts in his eyes and he looks at you like you're the only person in the world, which to him you are

Viktor Hargreeves

He's annoyed, but he's not going to do anything drastic [Or at least he tries]

He wants to do something, but he doesn't really know what to do, because he's never had like a good relationship

He watches sadden from afar before wallowing in his own self pity

Though, after everything that has happened, he is a little bit more confident it just takes some working up before he can go over to you

He'll debate about it for a few though. Like he'll sit up, but quickly sit back down and do it over again until he finally gathers the courage to approach you

He'll finally approach you, thinking of what he's going to do as he approaches you, but when he finally approaches you he's still lost on what to do

He'll just act and kiss you infront of the person, which takes the flirter by surprise

The flirter will apologize and end up leaving you alone

You're surprised by Viktor's brazen behavior, but it's also kind of a turn on and he'll kiss you again before you can comment on it

Marcus Hargreeves

He doesn't get 'jealous'

That word isn't even in his dictionary

Well, that was until he saw a guy flirting with you

What is this feeling???

It's an icky feeling that he doesn't like it

He'll put an end to it quickly [Both the flirting and the feeling]

You're kind of taken aback when Marcus comes up to you and pulls you away from the conversation

He would have folded his way into the conversation, but he would have been passive aggressive

You try and ask him what's wrong, but he's quick to deflect the conversation

He'll push the feeling deep down and it'll come up when you both get into a fight

Sparrow! Ben Hargreeves

He's furious

If he wasn't busy nursing his drink, he probably would have knocked the guy out. Thankfully he's drunk and not sober

Though he can't help the thoughts in his mind... Violent thoughts

The thoughts will become a lot and he has to leave

He's mad at the person, but then he starts thinking and he suddenly becomes mad at you

How come you didn't tell them to back off????

He becomes slightly insecure but he fights that feeling and it becomes overcome with anger

He'll end up leaving without you, because he needs time to be alone and think

Though, this just makes his feelings worse. While he's drunk he's sad and depressed, but when he becomes sober, his emotions quickly turn to anger and he wants to confront you

So, when he sees you again he's anger has already been bubbling up and he blows up

You're taken aback and kind of scared because he's so mad and he's yelling and you can't even decipher what he's talking about

He needs some time to cool off, but he can't be alone, because his feelings will cool off

You'll go to another room while he cools off, so that he knows you're still around, but you're not alone together

He will eventually calm down and apologize for his behavior, but not with words, but like subtle actions, gifts, and such

Fei Hargreeves

You don't even know she's jealous, because she hides it so well

She's kind of scary looking, so no-one has approached her

She takes her jealousy pretty well and doesn't let it bother her

It just kind of rolls off her back

She's confident and knows who she is and what she wants, so she's not threatened by some nobody trying to hit on you

Though, if she sees you getting uncomfortable, she will step in

Thanks to her looks, they back off rather quickly

It's rather silly to her and she finds the whole thing stupid

She takes it the best and doesn't let it bother her

10/10 best girlfriend <3

Sloane Hargreeves

She's a sweet girl and doesn't deserve to be sad

She's a hopeless romantic, so when she sees people flirting and being cute, she instantly is like 'Awww' until she realizes it's you

Then she's mad and her mind races with multiple different scenario

What if you leave her?

Oh god, what if you don't love her anymore?

What if you click with them so well that you think they're you're soul mate and you leave he-

She shakes her head, before standing up

She fixes her hair, before putting on her brightest smile and approaching you

She's very beautiful, so they person who was hitting on you will turn and flirt with her too

She'll become annoyed, because they were just hitting on you and now they're hitting on her? Were you not good enough for them???

Who did they think they were?

Instead of being mad that they were flirting with you, she's mad they STOPPED flirting with you to flirt with her

You're incredible, so she's confused why they don't realize that

She calls them on it and you're really flattered, but you have to drag her away, so she doesn't get to carried away

Jayme Hargreeves

It's more of an annoyance

She doesn't think about it to much

She's probably the only one who WILL come up to you and interrupt your conversation in a rude way

If the flirter is rude to her she'll use her powers and pull you away from them

It all happens so fast, you don't even process it until you're back at the house

"What the hell was that???"

She doesn't even turn to you, but you do here her make a sound of confusion

Your brows frown, and you groan, "Why did you use your powers on that person"

"Why were you flirting with them?" Still she hasn't turned towards you

"I wasn't flirting with them!"

She keeps her cool, making brash accusations, which causes you to get angry and by the end of it she makes it seem like YOU are the crazy one

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Diego and Five being brothers (Season 1 edition)

S1e01: Diego says that the explanation Five gave made no sense, and Five's response is "Well it would if you were smarter." Diego lunges at Five for this comment, and Luther stops him

S1e01: in a flashback to 17 years before, Diego complains that Five cheats in a training exercise by teleporting in front of Diego (who was in the lead)

S1e04: Diego tells Detective Patch that Five had been missing since the day before and "I need to find him"

S1e04: When he and Luther find Five, Diego suggests they take Five to his place, that no one would look for him there

S1e04: when Five is not originally forthcoming about what Hazel and Cha-Ca wanted with him, Diego tells him "We just wanna protect you." To which Five responds, "Protect me. I don't need your protection, Diego."

S1e04: Diego about a sleeping Five: "Funny. If I didn't know he was such a prick, I'd say he looks almost adorable in his sleep."

S1e05: Diego goes charging at Five, which Luther has to grab him until he calms down. Five tells them why Hazel and Cha-Cha are after him, and that when Patch got in their way, she became fair game. When Diego says he's going to make them pay, Five advises against this, saying, "That would be a mistake, Diego. They've killed people far more dangerous than you." This is not said as an insult, but with an even and subdued tone of voice. Diego is not deterred.

S1e07: Diego and Five go together with Allison to find out more about Harold Jenkins. Diego insists that Five will not just blink in and grabs the file they need, that he needs to follow Diego's plan, which had already been set in motion.

S1e07: After Diego jumps through the window of Leonard's door, Five checks the door and finds that it's unlocked. Diego brushes this and the glass off and tells Five and Allison to spread out and call if they're in trouble. Five makes a sarcastic comment to Allison "Ah, inspiring leadership."

S1e07: Diego is concerned, along with Allison, when Five collapses from the wound he'd been hiding. He kneels next to Five and pulls one of Five's hands away from the wound. "Jesus, Five. Why didn't you say anything?" And Five whispering in pain, "You have to keep going. So... close." Five passes out and Diego lightly pats his cheek, trying to get him to wake back up.

S1e07: Diego helps Allison carry Five into the house and lay him on the couch. Later, they both look on as Grace tends to Five

S1e08: Diego starts fighting Hazel when Five was trying to talk to him. Five yells at him to stop and Diego does not do so. Five tries to go the route of using reason, telling Diego it might be a good idea to hear what Hazel has to say before killing him. Diego ignores this and tells Hazel he's going to kill him for killing Patch . Diego and Hazel continue to fight while Five gives snarky commentary. Diego bites Hazel, and it's only now that Five puts down his drink and blinks, appearing behind them and smashing a glass object over Diego's head, knocking him out. Five says, "I draw the line at biting." Five advises Hazel says what he came to say before Diego wakes up

S1e08: Before Hazel leaves, Five asks who killed Detective Patch. Hazel tells him it was Cha-Cha, and when Five expresses disappointment because "that gun could have cleared my brother's name," Hazel gives both guns, giving Five a way to clear Diego

S1e08: Diego is mad at Five for letting Hazel go and expresses his intent to hunt down both him and Cha-Cha to kill them. Fives attempts at reasoning with Diego do not work. Five "gives up" and goes to leave with Delores, and asks Diego what he liked about Patch. Diego gives a shallow answer about her body, and Fives asks, "Anything more profound than that?" Diego tells him that she always saw the good in people. Five responds, "Well, I'm sure she'll be proud to know that you're killing Hazel and Cha-Cha as a way to honor her memory." He then leaves Deigo with that to think on

S1e10: Diego, as he's about to kill Cha-Cha, remembers what Five said about honoring Patch's memory and ends up not killing her

S1e10: Five says that he has a way out, but he needs them to trust him. Instantly, Diego (as well as Klaus and Luther) says, "No. " Five insists that they will die if they don't listen to him. Diego asks what his idea is, and when Five tells them, Diego is the first to agree to the plan

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Umbrella Academy: Young Blood and Season 4 Spoilers:

Young Blood took place days before Ben’s death and probably played a part in how he died.

The best thing that season 4 gave to us was answers surrounding Ben’s death. We know that he died on the 14th October 2006, which was 13 days after their 17th birthday.

The children were probably 17 years old in Young Blood given the line ‘“I haven’t worked with you for the past seventeen years to end up with a house full of normal children.”’ Said by Reginald. (Reggie might be round up I guess but I choose to ignore that ngl)

(Also, saying that he’s been working with them for 17 years means that he has been training them since they were literal babies)

This means that the book should take place within a 12 day window. Considering that I don’t remember them talking about their birthdays at all, I’m going to assume that it took place on the later end of those days.

Another line that I think relates to Ben dying is:

‘Tonight, Ben decided he’s never going to use his tentacles to kill another person. From now on, when he’s given an order on a mission, he’s not going to rush to please Dad and his timekeeping. Ben’s going to allow himself to hesitate. He’ll choose to save lives—even if it takes a little bit longer, even if it’s a little bit riskier. And there’s nothing anyone can do to stop him.’

Isn’t this what Ben did the day he died? He went out of his way to save a life and not to please his father. In the show, he has this conversation with Luther:

“There’s someone in here. We have to get her out.”

“That wasn’t part of the plan.”

“So what? You’re gonna blow up an innocent girl?”

“But dad said…”

“I don’t give a fuck what dad said! We need to help her.”

What Ben saw at the frat party with all those uni students and Ryan (especially Ryan) made him think more carefully about what he was doing when he followed Reggie’s orders. Choosing to save Jennifer ultimately led to his father shooting him dead.

Also, if Young Blood took place around Ben’s death, it might have got caught up with Reggie’s mind control thingy, and made them forget that there were other super-powered babies.

I know I’m probably thinking about this way too much, but Ben’s my favourite character. This book is literally the most time he gets to spend with his siblings, and I just need it to be canon!

Another line that gets me about Ben is:

‘There’s not a doubt in Ben’s mind that, if something were to happen to him, his siblings would show up at his funeral. He can picture Allison crying, while Diego tries to hide his tears. Luther would give the eulogy. Viktor would put flowers on his grave every week. Klaus would stay high and avoid contacting him. Ben smiles as he thinks of himself haunting Klaus every time he catches him sober. Ben catches sight of his leather jacket among the rubble; he digs it out and puts it back on, now so covered in dust that it looks gray instead of black.’

What the Umbrella Academy did was so dangerous that Ben thought about his own funeral? I don’t know if this is a common thought people have because I sure don’t. And he thought about all of his siblings (minus Five) being there. This suggests to me that he could imagine himself going first. I also like the little nod at the end to his ghost outfit.

[trippin-over-my-fandoms]

So since I predicted that Sloane and Luther would get together from the day she was announced as well as a couple of scenes- I feel obligated to share w y'all my batshit crazy idea of what I thought might happen in season 4 and like now that we have TWO trailers why I think it might happen. In other words-

Me being delulu about tua s4 and y'all gotta deal w it

So my initial thought was that in this new timeline they are themselves slotted into lives they don't initially remember, that the longer they dwell in the timeline the more they remember and some come to accept. Up until the inevitable happens and the world is at risk again for whatever reason. However, saving the world means giving up these perfect lives for accepting their shitty dysfunctional reality to save each other. Because the more they stay and accept the more they lose of previous timelines.

I was gonna write a fanfic but then my resident evil obsession started and if y'all have read any of my fanfic y'all know my history with long-fics.

Why do I now think this could actually be the case you ask?

At the end of season 3 Luther takes off after our girl Sloane with Klaus following but everyone else is just so calm. Soooo which leads us to

Trailer 1

Viktor might own or work in a bar. Which the fact that he seems to be somewhat settled for sure tells us that some time has possibly passed between season 3 and 4

The sign says "home for wayward boys" implying that Allison may not have been in the group and maybe neither Viktor before the transition. I'm also wondering if now that his wife is back maybe in this new timeline they both fostered/adopted our main characters.

Oh yeah did I mention Reginald's moon wife is alive? His whole thing with the children was his alien (literally) way to save her. Now she's alive.

Allison is with claire so she also possibly has her life back.

Ben is getting out of jail and like it could be a "time has passed between seasons" thing or something happens in one of the episodes where he winds up locked up.

Diego is at a kid's party and either has his own kid or a niece or something. it's not claire and the family behind him is not his umbrella fam.

MY BOY IS SO SMALL ITS GONNA BE SO WEIRD SEEING HIM "NORMAL" THIS SEASON also he looks kinda sad. trailer two debunks what I initially thought of his reveal in this trailer because I thought oh haha what if it's a Halloween costume but like we'll get to my season 2 crazies hang in there.

Klaus is upside down in an interior (proven by the radiator) so he is either stuck, meditating, in a trance, or it's Sloane holding him there. I also kinda wonder if he's going through a clean streak or something OCD like with his addictions from the whole blue gloves thing. tbh i saw those in the promo and thought it was blue screen and his hands were gonna be effed up lol.

ben shouts "lets go kill this bitch" and allison corrects "this is a rescue mission" sooooooo is reginal and or his wife the bitch in question? and like sloane is the only one missing from our group so maybe she's the one being rescued? or maybe one of the new characters (like gene and jean).

which brings me to a theory I'll get to after my trailer break down and before the second breakdown.

side bar but the xmen stile jet is great lol

the subway is 100% a metaphor for the timelines AND that house diego and luther are at is the one from season two where they see reggie and grace at that party

the mind thingies in the blue room are so fucked up and i cant tell if thats sloane or wife hargreeves or a grace return in the bg but im wondering if it connects them to other timelines? Im wondering if the woman is sloane bc abigail has such curly hair but it does remind me of grace so idk.

upside down umbrella is insane okay

starting to think the jet might be flashbacks

A SPACE SUIT HAND REACHES INTO A RED FORCE SOMETHING FOR ANOTHER HAND AND SLOANE MAYBE????

fuck organization if you have read this far welcome to my brain- anyway- theory is that her place got swapped for abigail hargreeves' on the moon and now our beloved moon boy has to save her from that place. so symbolic.

now i was half put down a few shots later when we see victor emit a similar color power later but trailer 2 kinda backs some stuff up.

so trailer 2

opens with ben alone and confused and vicktor calls ben at the phone booth leading me to 100% believe they have split up again and have to find each other. very nostalgic of season 1 and 2

"there's something happening to you and it's only gonna get worse" so this is either about just ben OR its about all of them. either way ben did look confused so his eldritch horrors are either hulking out or he's losing memory chunks like my theory suggests. but it might revolve around ben bc vicktor specifically says "you" in the next time about the world ending.

(wondering if luther nervous farted in the car lmao)

Gene and Jean are possibly conspiracy theorists or agents posing as them but its interesting they are bringing attention to the altered timelines.

okay yeah world ending revolves around ben im tired okay and not proofing this you're stuck with my ramblings

the white violin is for sure abi hargreeves no doubt it doesn't look like sloane and plus the violin viktor got was bc reggie gave it to him that he got from his wife before she died okay. fanfic rn where viktor is the chosen child fanfic rn where abi loves all the kids fanfic rn where shes alive but shes just as much of a dick and we could have an epic trans story for viktor and expectations and yeah anyway-

whoever said it was jenny in trailer two i wanna kiss u on the lips ur prolly right and i love you for it

"ben died because we failed as a team" "and-" "and what" FOLLOWED BY LUTHERS CONFUSED FACE LEADS ME TO ONE OF TWO THINGS AND YOU ALREADY KNOW ONE OF THEM memory loss my beloved or something shocking occurs to him or like he seems something idk

more blue room stuff and uh maybe its not mind stuff maybe its power stimulation like what if they dont have their powers but ben does idk.

who TF is klaus digging up

OH GUYS NO I THINK LUTHER IS A MALE DANCER THATS WHAT THE SPACE SUIT IS IDK WTF IS THIS SHOW I LOVE IT

anyway they keep showing that one scene and like idk im delulu about sloane im so tired and i am not ready for this show to end in 8 days im sobbing y'all

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Kassandra Hargreeves' Scenes, S01E01: We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals

This has been sitting in my drafts for a while. These last few days, I've been rewriting scenes of The Umbrella Academy to include my OC Kassandra. I tried to include the most important ones for understanding her personality, her relationships with her siblings and her overall storyline.

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Vanya Returns

“Vanya?” Kassandra’s eyes lit up with joy, or as much joy as could be considering the situation.

It had been years since they had seen each other. The same had been true with all her other siblings, yes, and she had been just as happy to see them too, but with Vanya it was slightly more incredible. After Vanya had written that book, Kassandra had been worried she would stay away from the family forever. But it was good to know she at least cared enough to come to their father’s funeral.

“You’re actually here”, Allison gasped.

Together, they walked down the stairs to greet her. Vanya looked timid, just like she always had, and in this large room, she almost looked like she had shrunken throughout the last few years.

“Hey, Kassandra”, Vanya said quietly. “Hey, Allison.”

It was good to hear that familiar voice of her thoughts again, Kassandra thought. it was good to have the family back together, or at least those that could be there.

“Can I hug you?” she asked.

Vanya nodded. So, Kassandra wrapped Vanya in her arms and held her for a few seconds. In a way, it was like all those years ago. But the hug did not linger like it used to. They parted and the room got colder again. That was when Diego brushed past them.

“What is she doing here?” he grumbled. “You don’t belong here, not after what you did.”

“Diego!” Kassandra scoffed.

“You’re seriously gonna do this today?” Allison asked.

But he just walked away, up the staircase.

“Way to dress for the occasion by the way.”

“At least I’m wearing black.”

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Killed Dad

“Isn’t it obvious, Klaus?” Diego sighed. “He thinks one of us killed Dad.”

“Kass, is that true?” Allison asked sharply.

“It’s true”, Kassandra scoffed, kneading her fingers. “His whole mind is buzzing with it. - Now, listen here, Luther: How could you accuse us of something like that? And on the day of the funeral no less! We’re all together in one place again and all you can think of is that one of us might be a murderer? That one of us committed patricide?”

“Great job, Luther”, Diego grumbled. “Way to lead.”

“That’s not what I’m saying”, Luther mumbled.

But Diego was already out the door. Klaus soon followed, loudly proclaiming he’d kill Mom next.

“I wasn’t finished!”

But the whole room emptied out. Soon, the only person left was Kassandra, who looked up at him with large, angry eyes.

“Kass, listen-”

“Oh, I’ll listen”, Kassandra scoffed, “if you tell me why on Earth you’d think that one of us would kill Dad. What has gotten into you since I last saw you?”

“I already told you. He was making remarks about being careful who to trust and… and his monocle, where is his monocle? It has to have been personal, that thing is worthless.”

“And that’s your reason? That’s it?”

“You know just as well as I do that none of you had a good relationship with Dad.”

As if a button had been pushed, Kassandra’s expression turned cold.

“I know that even better than you do, Luther. Now, you listen to me for once. Just because we had a bad relationship with him doesn’t mean we’d kill him. Read the room, you idiot, can’t you tell from their reactions?”

“That’s easy for you to say.”

“You don’t need my telepathy to tell you none of them did it and none of them thought what you said was acceptable in the slightest. This is a funeral and the first time we’ve seen each other in years, so why don’t you try to get your manners together? I’d like for us to be able to all be in the same room for longer than three minutes without an absolute catastrophe. Because I don’t know about you but I liked this family and I’d like for us to pretend to have some cohesion left, at least for the length of the funeral.”

Luther sighed heavily. “But if Dad was killed-”

“No!” Kassandra cut in. “Save it for tomorrow, Luther, if for any day.”

With that, she was also gone from the room.

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Five is Back

Suddenly, there was a loud crash of thunder. Kassandra almost jumped to the ceiling in surprise. The rumbling continued, but when she looked outside the window, there was no sign of a thunderstorm to be seen. In fact, the noise was coming from the courtyard. Quickly, Kassandra hurried out of her room. Luther and Allison were already out in the hallway.

“What’s going on?” she asked them, but they just shrugged.

So, they hurried to the door to the courtyard where they ran into Diego and Vanya. But when they reached the courtyard itself, they were all frozen for a moment. It was like there was a crack in the sky, blue light whirring around it, distorting the surroundings, making noises like a lightning storm.

“What is it?!” Vanya shouted against the noise.

Allison grabbed Luther by the arm. “Don’t get too close.”

The tension was palpable in the air, crushing even. It made Kassandra wonder if this was a result of her powers or if this crack in the sky had changed the weather.

“Yeah, no shit!” Diego scoffed.

“Looks like some sort of temporal anomaly”, Luther assumed. “Either that or a miniature black hole, one of the two.”

“If it were a black hole, I don’t think we’d still be standing here”, Kassandra quipped.

That was when Klaus’s voice came from behind. He came sprinting and forced his way through the group, a fire extinguisher in hand. First he tried to use it on the anomaly, but when that didn’t work, he hurled it at the thing - and it passed right through.

“What is that gonna do?!” Allison shouted.

“I don’t know, do you have a better idea?!” he squealed.

A loud surge of lightning came from the anomaly. It almost looked like…

“Someone’s on the other side!” Kassandra called.

It was an old man in a suit, eyes widened. He had his hand pressed against the anomaly

Luther grabbed her by the arm and pulled her backwards. “Everyone get behind me!”

“Yeah, get behind us!” Diego affirmed.

“I vote for running”, Klaus suggested, “come on!”

But Kassandra’s eyes were fixed on the anomaly. “They- they look like they’re trying to pass through!”

Really, two hands phased through the anomaly, sticking out to their side. The man’s face started changing rapidly. it became younger and younger. Kassandra’s breath got stuck in her throat. That face! Could it be…? Suddenly, the man fell to the ground, now a boy, wearing a suit that was too large for him. Kassandra used the confusion and dodged around Luther, running to the boy. What if it was? It couldn’t be. It was impossible. She kneeled down next to him.

“Are you okay?”

“... Kass?”

The voice. He knew her name. It had to be. They were his thoughts too. The same structures, the same aura as all those years ago, yet estranged, so far estranged and changed too. The same but different.

“Five!” Kassandra gasped.

She pulled him onto his feet, then wrapped him in a hug. All those years of waiting hadn’t been for nothing. All those years of wishing had come true. Five was finally back.

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The Funeral

“He leaves behind a complicated legacy-”

“He was a monster”, Diego cut in.

Klaus let out a burst of laughter, along with a cloud of smoke.

“Diego!” Kassandra hissed, her grip around her umbrella tightening. The rain was pouring down, turning the air cold and uncomfortable.

“He was a bad person and a worse father”, Diego continued without giving a damn. “The world’s better off without him.”

“Diego!” Kassandra repeated more loudly.

“My name is Number Two. Do you know why? Because our father couldn’t be bothered to give us actual names. He had Mom do it.”

“Would anyone like something to eat?” Mom asked, like an automated response.

“No, it’s okay, Mom”, Vanya said.

“Oh, okay.”

Kassandra gripped her umbrella even tighter, the fabric of her gloves digging into her skin.

“Look, if you wanna pay your respects”, Diego announced, stepping into the middle of the circle, almost into the ashes that had once been their father, “go ahead. But at least be honest about the kind of man he was.”

“Diego, be quiet!” Kassandra scolded him. “Can’t this wait until after the funeral? Yes, he wasn’t the best father, but he was our father! We owe our childhood to him.”

“What a great childhood.”

“We owe us to him! He brought us together.”

“And what are we together, huh? A trainwreck.”

A trainwreck. Was that all they were? A trainwreck? No, they had to be more. This couldn’t be all that was left of the family. What had happened to them?

“You should stop talking now”, Luther said grimly.

“You know, you of all people should be on my side here, Number One”, Diego scoffed.

[alaffy]

The Umbrella Academy, Ep.3x06 – Marigold

This episode has the main characters pretty much in their own storylines, so I will deal with each of them one at a time.  But this episode actually raises more questions than answers.  I wonder if we’ll find out the whole truth about the Obsidian/Oblivion hotel this season, as it seems to be tied more into the bigger picture of the series as a whole.

But before we deal with what’s happening in the present, we need to take a look back into the past a bit; where we find out why Pogo is no longer with Reginald.  It turns out that, during one of the training sessions, Reginald and Pogo had a falling out.  Reginald is training The Sparrows to go somewhere he refers to as the other side (which I think we see in this episode).  Pogo feels that the Sparrows are not ready and, well, he’s trying to make sure they don’t get killed.  So, Reginald sacked him.  However, before Pogo goes, he gives Marcus a case full of vials.  This, it turns out, is the medication the Sparrows used to keep Reginald complacent.  

Getting back to the present, Klaus, after finding out about his powers, decides to go talk to Reginald. It seems like Reginald is planning on helping Klaus; but ends up killing him instead.  This is for experimentation.

Luther also isn't in this episode much. Basically, we have a scene at the beginning and at the end. At the beginning, we find that he spent the night with Sloane. And he's no longer sure that he has a place with The Umbrellas anymore. Fei knocks on Sloane's door and Sloane tries to hide the fact that Luther is in the bedroom.  However, Fei points out to Sloane that they share a bedroom wall and Sloane has a very squeaky bed. Anyway, Fei says that Ben wants to talk with Luther. And it's an interesting moment because Luther is given a chance to explain to Ben why they all are kind of fixated on him. Not that Ben really cares.  

What Ben does care about is that, according to Ben, the Sparrows need someone like Luther to lead the team.  And then he gives Luther a uniform.  Fei makes it clear that she knows Ben is up to something, but he won’t tell her what. If he’s trying to sow discord into the Umbrellas, well he doesn’t need to do much.

Meanwhile, Lila and Diego discover their kid is missing and it looks like he’s gone through a secret passage located in the Buffalo Suit.  However, it’s less of a passage more of going through the looking glass, as Lila and Diego find themselves in the mirror version of the Buffalo Suit. Furthermore, the hotel itself is different.  While trying to figure out where the kid, Stan I think, went; Lila lets Diego know that she was lying.  Turns out she wanted to find out what Diego would be like if he were a father before furthering a relationship.  Anyway, cutting to the chase; Diego wants to find a way out and rings a bell that a sign told them not to ring.  All of a sudden, a creature in Samurai Armor attacks and manages to cut two of Diego’s fingers off. Diego and Lila manage to get back to their reality and shut the door before the Samurai can kill them.  There they find Stan, but then another wave hits and Stan disappears.

While this is going on, Five is trying to talk with Pogo.  However, Pogo is having none of it and leaves the club.  Five follows Pogo to his house and Pogo gives him a chance to explain as Five must be stupid or desperate.  Five tells him about the timeline they come from, the tattoo, and how is older self mentioned the word Oblivion.  Pogo is able to fill in some of the details.  Pogo doesn’t know what Oblivion is exactly, but he does know it has something to do with the mission Reginald was training The Sparrows for. Also, the tattoo is based on some of the drawings that Reginald showed Pogo, that has something to do with Oblivion as well.

Finally, we get to Viktor and Allison.  It turns out that Allison was being honest in that she did help Harlan escape the hotel. Viktor meets up with the two and tells Harlan that he’s going to try to help him.  However, Viktor isn’t sure how to take the power back.  Harlan thinks he might have an idea.  Allison, who’s not happy with this idea, tells Viktor he has a day or that she’s going to use her powers to make Viktor go back with her.  Maybe she hasn’t learned from the whole Luther thing.

The thing is that, while Harlan isn’t sure how Viktor can take his powers back, he has consciously lived with the powers longer and does have a better idea how to use them. Basically, Viktor has used the powers based on the sounds around him that he could hear, but he needed to deep digger into the energy around them.  The, ah, first attempt doesn’t go well and is stopped by Allison as she’s afraid it will kill Viktor.  However, Viktor makes it clear that he doesn’t want to stop.

Angry, Allison storms away and then has a conversation with her subconscious in the form of Ray.  In this conversation, we find out that Ray died several years before and, uh, didn’t have as good of a life as Allison hoped it would be.  

Meanwhile, Harlan is getting Viktor to tap more into his power.  And, long story short, Viktor manages to take back the power and it knocks Viktor unconscious.  

Later, Harlan asks Allison what happens to him now and Allison tells him to go home.  Harlan then says he understands why Allison doesn’t like him, which she doesn’t get at first.  But when Harlan continues to talk, it makes Allison realize that it was him that killed their mothers.  At which point she not only accuses them of killing the mothers, but being the reason why Claire doesn’t exist anymore.  Though, in fairness, they had changed the timeline so much at this point there no reason to assume that there would be a Claire even if Allison had been born.  Of course, as it has become very clear that Allison and reason are no longer on speaking terms, it’s no surprise that this is her conclusion.

In the end, Allison drives to the Sparrow Academy to deliver Harlan.  And I’m hoping he’s just unconscious, because if she killed him….well, nothing gives Allison the right to play judge, jury, and executioner.  I truly wonder if the writers’ plan is to turn Allison into a villain, because it’s becoming harder and harder for her to just come back from this.

And then, just to make everything worse, she sees Luther in the Sparrow outfit.  

[mikasimaginairyworld]

The Umbrella Academy: Firecracker - Valhalla (15/30)

The Umbrella Academy Masterlist

warnings: substances (alcohol)

word count: 3678

"You know, I'm starting to get the feeling that dad' avoiding us.", Five said as he Lila, Diego and Nailah watched Reginald's car drive away.

"Hate to be the boring one guys, but it's time to get. the hell out of here.", Lila said seeing security slowly show up.

"When you say 'we' who exactly are you referring to?", Five asked with a biting tone.

Nailah shot Five a warning look but he ignored her.

"Not a lot of ambiguity in that sentence.", Lila scoffed.

"Listen, I don't know who you are but where you came from, but whatever it is, I advise you to return posthaste.", Five spat at Lila with a dangerous spark in his eyes.

"She's right, Five. We need to get out of here.", Diego tried to intervene.

"I just saved your life you kinder-shit.", Lila said offended at Five's accusations. "If I hadn't stepped in all that would be left of you is that pretty suit your girlfriend bought you."

Five scoffed: "And that's the problem. You're too good. You ask too many questions. You know too much. And you fight like you know what you're doing."

"Five.", Nailah warned.

"No, no. He's got a point.", Diego agreed.

"So I know how to handle myself, and that makes me the bad guy?", Lila asked offended.

"Whoever you are, you're in my way. If I see you again I will kill you.", Five announced.

Nailah walked away annoyed at Five's carelessness muttering something about God testing her. Five's judging gaze lingered a moment longer on Lila then he followed his sister.

Even though Nailah was short she made huge steps and Five had to jog lightly to catch up to her.

"Why are you mad?", he asked confused.

"Seriously, Five? I told you mere hours ago: control yourself and don't give out too much information. And what do you do? You just revealed your greatest advantage, that you don't trust her."

"So? Now she's out of my way."

"Oh my God, Five. This is literally the most rookie mistake you can make. I really expected more form the apparently best assassin in the whole timeline.", Nailah scoffed. 

Back at Elliott's house where Luther was making a gigantic pan of eggs Diego kept muttering: "No, no, no I don't understand. They keep following me."

"Who?", Luther asked.

"Those Dutch psychopaths."

"They're Swedish you idiot.", Five corrected leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. "Hired guns paid to eradicate us before we do any more damage to this timeline."

"Great. Why don't you call them and tell them we're here? Sine you like to eradicate any scrape of our advantage.", Nailah commented venomously pouring herself a cup of coffee. Five followed her figure but kept his lips pressed in a fine line. Nailah hummed in satisfaction.

"Yeah, but why now?  I mean I was fine for three, four months before you showed up.", Diego snapped his fingers in frustration while ignoring Nailah's comments.

"Yeah, I was here for a year and no one messed with me.", Luther agreed.

"Same here. Quite like a grave.", Nailah added taking a sip from her coffee.

Five inhaled annoyed: "Even if it was my fault, which it isn't, we only have six days before the end of the world, and the closest we've gotten to dad was that driveway at the consulate."

"Well, that's not entirely true...", Luther admitted. He explained to his siblings how right after he had arrived in Dallas he began saving money and as soon as he had enough he travelled to their family home. He found Reginald hosting parties and with a raging hatred for children. Apparently he insulted Luther and threw him out.

"That's pathetic.", Diego commented at the end of the story.

"Yeah, well at least he didn't shank my ass.", Luther bit back shovelling his scrambled eggs into his mouth. Nailah shuddered at the sight. She hated eggs with passion.

"No, bro. he shanked your heart. That's way worse.", Nailah said taking another sip of her coffee.

"God morning, Nailah. You look... nice.", Elliott said. Nailah threw him a confused smile. "Is that my bathrobe?", Elliott asked from the doorway looking at the garment Luther had put on. "No?", Luther tried.

"Look, who cares what he shanked? He knows something about time travel.", Five said.

"Wait, why don't you just do your thing and time travel us out?", Elliott asked raising his hand. 

"Anyone care to explain?", Five asked pacing around the room.

"First time he tried he got lost in the apocalypse. Second time he ended up as the 13-year old self, which I aged up, without getting any gratitude might I add. And the third time he tried our whole family ended up scattered across 3 years in Dallas.", Nailah explained.

​​​​​​​"Possibly triggering doomsday.", Five added.

"Oh. You aged him up?", Elliott asked.

Nailah shrugged: "Yeah. He's not the only smart one."

"Of course not. That's not what I was implying. I mean I knew you were smart, I just thinks it's impressive for you...", Elliott started to stutter.

Five interrupted him annoyed: ​​​​​​​"She gets it, Elliott."

Nailah shot Five an irritated glare: "I can speak for myself, Five. Thank you Elliott. It's nice to be appreciated.", The last part was again directed at Five accompanied by an expressive look.

"You're missing the big picture. Dad is the ringleader of a sinister cabal that's planning to kill the president.", Diego interrupted before Five could say something back.

"What?", Luther asked in between bites.

"Ignore him.", Five sighed. "Look, the way I see it we only have one option."

"Oh yeah? And what is that?", Luther scoffed.

"It's time to get the umbrella academy back together.", Five announced.

"Family meeting. Yay.", Nailah said dryly picking up an orange from the counter.

"Okay then, can one of you get Allison please?", Luther asked shoving even bigger bites of scrambled eggs from the seemingly never-ending portion.

"You two still a thing?", Diego asked with a knowing smirk.

Luther crooked his head. Diego leaned forward: "Do we need to talk."

"No, she's married.", Luther mumbled.

Nailah choked on her coffee: "What?"

"Whoa, dude. That's rough.", Diego commented.

Luther send him an ironic smile: "I can handle it."

Nailah wiped the coffee off her chin muttering: "How does she get a husband in every single timeline and I can't even get a date?"

Elliott began stammering again but before he could form any word he got interrupted by Five: "Don't even think about it Elliott. I'll go get Allison."

"Can you get Vanya without ehh, squeezing her to death?", Five threw at Luther walking past him while ignoring the sceptical look from Nailah.

"I'll try.", Luther answered dryly and Five blitzed away.

​​​​​​​"What should I do?", Elliott asked clearly hoping for a green signal from the other Hargeeves brothers.

​​​​​​​"Prepare for company.", Diego smiled. "Oh and listen to Five. Nailah's off limits."

Nailah scoffed but smiled lightly. She had missed the protectiveness of her siblings a slightest bit.

"Y'all know, jell-o used to be delicacy. You know, in order to make it you gotta boil down a whole mess of hooves, you know horses, cows, pigs, it doesn't matter. But not everybody just has a mess of hooves laying around. It wasn't until a couple of sassy New Yorkers figured out how to dry it out so the rest of us could have a chance to enjoy this ambrosia.", Elliott explained excitedly pointing at the colourful tray of jello-o in front of them on the table.

Luther had brought Vanya without triggering her powers and she was now sprawled on the couch with a bored expression. 

"if we have some, will you shut up?", Diego asked dryly.

"Maybe. Here. Nailah?", Elliott handed the disgusting looking food to Nailah.

"Thank you, Elliott, but I'm vegan.", she said trying to hide her disgusted face.

Diego scoffed: ​​​​​​​"Since when? I saw you yesterday devour a whole salami."

Nailah looked at him with venom in her eyes: "Since this morning."

"Oh, okay. Sorry.", Elliott said and handed the bowl to Luther who being Luther just accepted and began eating. 

"How you feeling?", Luther asked Vanya.

"Pretty shitty, to be honest."

"Where would you say you are on a scale from one to ending all life on this planet?", Diego asked flicking his knives.

"Really? That's what you chose to go with?", Nailah scoffed.

​​​​​​​"Diego, put the knife away, you idiot. She's fine.", Luther hissed.

​​​​​​​"The last time I saw this one she had me suspended mid-air sucking the life out of me with energy tentacles. I think I'm allowed a little time to process.", Diego pointed the knife at Luther.

Nailah fished it out of Diego's hand as Elliott intercepted: "I would love to see an energy tentacle."

"Shut up, Elliott.", Nailah, Diego and Luther said in a chorus.

​​​​​​​"Look, I don't remember what I did but I'm sorry. If it means anything.", Vanya said silently.

"It does.", Diego smiled at her lightly. "Just going through a lot right now."

"Oh my God.", Nailah mumbled leaning her head on her fist.

​​​​​​​"If you don't care you can just go.", Diego shot her an angry look.

​​​​​​​"Oh, I care. You just chose the perfect moment. But go on.", she bit back.

​​​​​​​"There's this girl that I like.", Diego continued. ​​​​​​​"I though she liked me but it turns out she just.."

Diego got interrupted by a knock on the front door. "Oh thank God.", Luther sighed quickly standing up.

The group stood on the balcony watching Allison and Klaus enter the building after Five. Both were completely drunk and kept mumbling word about death in French.

"Oh wow. I know this is impossible but did we all get sexier?", Klaus lulled taking off his sunglasses.

For a moment the siblings looked at each other. Klaus was maybe right. Diego had grown out his hair, which was a pretty daring change, Luther had finally found clothes that looked good on him, Vanya as well. And Nailah, well she'd always loved fashion and knew how to present herself.

Five's gaze flew over his siblings and with slight satisfaction he had to admit that Klaus indeed was right. His eyes stammered for a longer second on Nailah's wild curls covering her face. The 60s makeup and style suited her even though Five knew she absolutely hated the pants and blouses.

Diego chuckled lightly seeing Klaus and Nailah send Allison an air-kiss just as they had done when they were kids. "Vanya.", Allison sighed.

​​​​​​​"I can't believe I have another sister.", Vanya chuckled walking down the stairs to hug Allison. Nailah followed and after nodding as a response Allison's questioning look, Allison hugged Vanya back.

"Oh you are drunk.", Diego scoffed smelling Klaus' breath.

​​​​​​​"Yeah no, just a little, a few..", Klaus stammered and giggled. "Oh that's so sweet.", he grabbed his heart seeing Allison and Vanya hug. He wrapped his arms around them and waved for Nailah to join. 

"Klaus. Is Ben here?", Five asked. 

​​​​​​​"Oh, no. No, unfortunately ghosts can't time travel.", Klaus stretched his back. Nailah narrowed her eyes and crooked her head not really believing.

"All right then. Let's get down to business."​​​​​​​, Five announced not reacting to Nailah's questioning look. 

​​​​​​​"Alright, first off I wanna say I'm sorry.", Five began as soon as everyone had found a seat in the living room area at Elliott's. ​​​​​​​"I know I really screwed the pooch on this whole going-back-in-time-and-getting-stuck thing. But the real kick in the pants here is we brought the end of the world back with us."

"Oh my God, again?", Klaus explained pouring himself and Nailah a rather full glass of whiskey.

When he saw all the not surprised faces he sighed: "All of you knew? Why am I always the last one to find out about the end of the ... Oh my God! My cult is gonna be so pissed, Five! I told them we had until 2019."

"We have until Monday. Six days.", Five announced unphased. 

"Is it Vanya?", Klaus asked taking a sip.

"Klaus!", Allison exclaimed.

"Well, it is usually Vanya. No offence.", Nailah agreed taking her glass from Klaus.

"None taken.", Vanya smiled at Nailah. "Do you have any leads,  Five?"

"Only one.", Diego handed Five a file with the picture of Reginald Hargreeves on the grassy knoll. 

​​​​​​​"Diego, Nailah and I have been trying to talk to dad about what exactly this means. So far we've got nothing.", Five explained.

"Not nothing.", Diego intercepted to which Nailah groaned. ​​​​​​​"He's planning to kill Kennedy."

"Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. Really not important.", Nailah said in a sing-songy voice and took another great gulp from her glass.

Before Diego could answer Five interfered: ​​​​​​​"We don't know who or what sets doomsday in motion. Could be Kennedy, could be something entirely independent. But if we know something changes the timeline we have to make it right."

​​​​​​​"Yeah but how if we don't know what's broken?", Allison asked.

"Come on. Do the math. We know dad's having some shady-ass meetings with some shady-ass people. We know. he's on the grassy knoll in three days to kill the president. So I think we all. know what we have to do."

"Kill dad." "Find dad.", Diego and Five said at the same time and looked at each other confused. Nailah chuckled and Allison raised her eyebrows.

"None of us are supposed to be here right?", Vanya asked. "I mean what if it's us?  Has anyone here done anything to screw up the timeline?"

Klaus shook his head, Nailah crooked hers with her lips in a fine line, Diego stared at the carpet, Allison poured herself more vodka and Luther raised his eyebrows. Five sighed heavily and rubbed his temples.

​​​​​​​"Diego's been stalking Lee Harvey Oswald.", Luther admitted.

"You're working for Jack Ruby! And Nailah's an assassin!", Diego defended himself.

"Hey! I've never killed anyone important enough to mess with the timeline! You wanted to change the whole history!", Nailah send the accusation back to Diego.

"Allison's been very involved in local politics.", Klaus said.

"Okay, you started a cult.", she shot right back. Klaus growled at her and hissed.

​​​​​​​"I'm just a nanny on a farm. I don't have anything to do with all that.", Vanya said.

"Well, maybe you do we just don't know it yet.", Allison said.

"Yeah, for someone who just ended the world your life seems awfully... quiet.", Nailah added.

Diego whistled sharply making his siblings look in his direction: ​​​​​"Listen to yourselves. Everything in our new life is. connected to Kennedy. That can't be a coincidence. Luther works for Ruby, Allison's protesting against the government, Nailah's an assassin, dad on the grassy knoll, Klaus is... doing something weird and perky but probably related. See clearly we were all send here for one special reason: saving John Fitzgerald Kennedy."

Nailah laughed frantically at that while the rest of the siblings began arguing. Five just stood there with a concentrated look on his face.

"Guys, you all die.", Five admitted silently. ​​​​​​​"I was there, I saw it. And I wanna forget it but I can't. I saw Russian nukes vaporise the world with all of you in it in a war that never happened until we brought it here. And Hazel gave his life to save us, so you may need. to shut up and listen to me. I don't know if the things we've experienced here are all connected. I don't know if there's a reason for everything. But dad will. We need to talk to him before everyone and everything we know is dead."

​​​​​​​"Okay, I'm out.", Luther said and just left the room.

"Did you even hear me, Luther?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I did. I heard a 58-year old man who still wants his daddy to come and fix everything. Well, you can. count me out. It's time we all. grew the hell up."

Diego immediately followed him with Nailah not far behind. "Save it, Diego.", Luther snapped at them.

Five blitzed away and appeared before Luther on the stairs. "No one leaves until we figure this out.", he announced.

 Luther sighed and just threw Five over the railing. Five blitzed away before he could hit the ground. 

"Luther!", Nailah exclaimed sliding on the railing and waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. "What was that?"

"Oh come on. He had it coming."

Nailah shrugged: "Fair enough."

​​​​​​​"Where has all that heroism gone, big guy?", she asked.

"Well, I think I've left it back in 2019.", he answered.

"Come on, Luther. You can't just leave like that. We need you."

"I don't care, Nai."

Nailah let out a sigh. "Don't worry, I'll handle it.", Diego placed a hand on her shoulder and followed Luther.

Before Nailah could return upstairs she spotted Lila running down the street in red doc martens. Not soon after she saw Five follow. Without thinking much Nailah decided to follow them.

Nailah had been following Five who had been following Lila for over an hour. Finally Lila stopped at an old paintshop. She smashed the window of the door with a piece of wood and entered the industry part of the abandoned building. Five was quick to follow and blitzed inside. Nailah quietly opened the door and pressed herself against the wall. She peeked slightly into the corridor to see Five appears before Lila.

"What's your game, crazy lady?", he asked putting his hands in his pockets.

"Who cares? You said if you saw me again you'd kill me.", Lila smiled widely.

​​​​​​​"Oh, I remember.", Five chuckled darkly.

"Well, come on then big talker. Let's get this done."  

Five blitzed away appearing on Lila's other side. He kicked in the direction of her shin but she jumped aiming her leg at his head. Five ducked but she still got his nose. Five grunted in pain and Lila ran away chuckling. Five followed and soon he appeared in front of Lila again. Nailah kept a safe distance to them. She had a perfect view on them from behind the paint barrels while being certain they couldn't see her.

Five kicked, twirled in the air and kicked again towards Lila's face. She skilfully evaded all his attacks.  Five switched his turning direction and planted a kick towards Lila's face. Then he tried to punch her in the stomach, side and head but all attacks were blocked. Lila grabbed his jacket and rammed her knee into Five's stomach. Nailah felt her fingertips pickle. She was going to intervene if she saw Five needed help but she had to keep the advantage of her position as long as possible.

Lila tried again to kick Five in the face and he ducked, slid towards her and tried to make her lose balance. Nailah saw him deliver another series of punched. She grunted annoyed when she saw it was the same as moments ago. Rookie. 

Five kicked Lila in the stomach and she disappeared behind a table. Five followed but she was actually gone. Nailah ruffed her eyebrows. Five's gaze jumped to where she was hiding, clearly sensing her powers sucking in the heat in. from the room. He saw the sparks in her eyes and his corners twitched lightly. Nailah grinned back, her eyes now clearly full of fire. Nearly undetectably Five shook his head signalling for her to stay hidden. Nailah nodded.

"I'm waiting.", Lila chirped from another side of the room. Five twirled around.

He blitzed to the spot where Lila was but the only thing left after her was her laughter. Nailah's hiding spot didn't allow her to see how Lila had managed to do that.

"Fed up yet, Five?", Nailah only heard Lila's very annoying voice.

Five grabbed an old, rusty piped blitzed to the place where Lila had been standing. But he only managed to hit the power outlet letting sparks fly.

Lila appeared behind Five and aimed her leg at his head which he blocked. He ducked down and swooped his leg under hers making Lila fall down with a dull thump. Nailah nodded to herself. A basic, pretty amateur move but effective.

Five walked up to Lila and placed his boot on her throat.

​​​​​​​"You're better than I thought.", Lila wheezed.

"And you are entirely average.", Five scoffed with a smile. Nailah giggled soundlessly from her hiding spot. She liked this side of Five.

"You can come out now.", Five said.

Nailah twitched in her spot but before she could move slow clacking of heels stopped her. It was clear Five hadn't meant her.

A very weird woman with red heels, a long cigarette and an absolutely hideous coat appeared.  

"Well done.", she praised Five. "You figured it out."

"Well, it wasn't very hard.", Five scoffed looking at Lila under his boot. "She fights like every one of you commission drones."

Nailah nearly choked on her own saliva when the realisation hit her. This was The Handler. The one that had made Five kill people at the commission.

"Hmm. No matter. Here we are.", the Handler continued. "Together again. I've gotta ask. Did you miss me, you little shit?"

-> The Umbrella Academy Masterlist

Hello everyone!

Here we are at pretty much the halfway mark for this series. I would really appreciate any feedback/ reblog/ like you can offer. I would be especially interested what you think of Nailah and her dynamic with the siblings as well as if you think her character is well integrated.

Otherwise, thank you for reading and see you next part :)

[lochrannn]

Let me preface this by saying, I take no issue with your thoughts on this. We all have different feelings towards the show and that's totally fine and we all have different levels of what we find believable or convincing and that is also totally fine.

But I would like to just make a case for the development in Diego and Luther's relationship being shown on screen (the mileage to which you consider this character growth may vary).

They begin the first episode by physically fighting but even then it seems that more than half of Diego's frustration with Luther isn't so much that he was number 1 and Diego number 2 but that Luther won't acknowledge the abuse they all suffered under Reggie. Diego even suggests Luther was one of the most effected.

Anyway, within a couple of episodes they squabble and bicker but reluctantly have to work together and actually talk at the library.

"You want to know why I left the academy?" asks Diego. "Because you couldn't handle me being number 1," says Luther and then Diego calmly replies, "No. Cause that's what you do when you're 17."

It becomes super clear that his gripe with Luther isn't that he was number 1 but that he sided with Reggie when the others all left, and it's also obvious that Diego at least partially thinks Luther's the biggest victim of their father's.

And yeah, then the scene moves on and then they both have bigger fish to fry for most of the season but at the very end at the bowling alley Diego pulls Luther up on his lacklustre leadership and then says, "Look, you want to be number 1, fine, but you've got to get us on the same page, because right now we're all over the place." And then for the rest of the episode does exactly as Luther says, follows his plans, anticipates them even, works well with him.

And I think that's all Diego ever wanted. I think the way he tries to get Luther to prep for the Sparrows in season 3 is extremely consistent with this.

Luther on the other hand has probably for the most part always considered Diego to be his dumbass brother who went a bit too the Dark Knight for a while there and is now back to being his dumbass brother. This he can work with. I'll admit we get a lot less about Luther's feelings, but I also think they were never that complicated towards Diego. Not in the same way as Diego's were towards Luther.

As Diego points out, for Luther, so many of his issues centre on their dad and on Allison, the rest of his siblings are just there. He wouldn't want to miss them, now less than ever, but the relationship is just not that complicated. And Luther gets his growth re Reggie and Allison. And Diego gets his growth re Luther and much less in relation to Reggie because he constantly keeps backsliding into a place where he simultaneously wants to kill him and impress him, especially when he gets a do-over with a father who's never met them before. But I find the fact he can't get out of this messy relationship with Reggie also quite compelling (at the same time it frustrates me endlessly, btw, I just want to shake him! XD).

Anyway, just wanted to leave this here cause the way Luther and Diego became friends (I would argue again, Diego does talk a lot about old times, I just strongly assume they were pals once as kids, which I also assume Reggie did his best to undermine, but we have no textual evidence for that part, admittedly) is actually one of my favourite parts of the show.

S1 Hargreeves being a traumatised family coming together despite, and it was messy, and it was loud, and it wasn't perfect because there was no way they could be without healing, and all this in spite of how Reginald raised them to be

It's kind of sad how the most interesting dynamics in s1 were smoothed and fixed into something without the journey for us to witness

For example - Luther and Diego had such an interesting dynamic in s1 - both still deeply involved with their childhood trauma - Luther still believing every lie Reggie ever told him, and Diego still keeping up the heroics in spite of his father - both wanting to protect their family and clashing on it - both thinking they had to be the best and having to out compete each other at every twist and turn - Luther is what Diego represents if he had stayed, Diego is what Luther represents if he had left and they both kind of resent each other a bit for it and there's little to show for it in s2 or s3 given how quickly the show fixed up their relationship

I'm not saying I don't get why it was a decision that was made - or that I hate the decision in of itself - I can see how Luther and Diego constantly clashing would get tiresome, and that their dynamic needed to evolve for character growth, but I do think I'd like to have seen just a little evidence for it

[kizzer]

You're Fucking Pathetic | The Umbrella Academy x Reader FF

A/N: I know this is not a Spellotape part 3 but I just got done watching season 3 of the umbrella academy and i am FUMING.

warnings: MAJOR TUA SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3, cursing, manipulation, incest

part 2 | part 3 (coming soon)

 You had just returned from your life in the 60’s. It's been about a week and between Kugelblitz and Allison going rogue over the loss of her husband and child, you can’t handle anymore stress. Luther has been missing for days and so has Klaus. Diego has a kid and his “girlfriend” Lila is back as well. Everything was moving so fast. Too fast. You walked up to the Sparrow academy doors and knocked. Luther has been missing for a few days and because everyone is neck deep in their own shit they haven’t even gone to look. As soon as you are about to knock again the doors open up to reveal: Luther…in a Sparrow Academy uniform?

“Luther? What the hell are you wearing?” you asked.

Before he could answer “Ben” walked up to the door. “I mean, was he ever an umbrella?” he says, putting his hand on Luther’s shoulder. 

“Is that how you feel, Luther? Huh?” you say before you hear a car pull up. You turn around to find Allison getting out of the passenger seat and walking to the trunk. “Allison?” you say but she ignores you and lifts the trunk up to reveal Harlan’s pale, dead body all curled up. Allison killed him. Your heart broke for Viktor and for Harlan. That was his son and you couldn’t imagine how he would feel when he found out. “You killed Harlan?! Allison answer me!” She doesn’t answer and instead walks in with the rest of the Sparrow Academy. You follow Luther to go find Allison and when you guys do you both start questioning her.

“Did you tell him?” Luther asks.

“Who, Viktor? Not yet.” Allison says.

“Man, He is not gonna take this well.” you say sighing heavily

“I did what had to be done.”

“I'm just saying. Should’ve been a family decision.”

“And which family is that, Brutus?” You ask, crossing your arms.

“Nice uniform by the way. You look like an unpopped zit.” Allison says blowing cigarette smoke in your face. 

“Should we find you someone to talk to?”

“I'm fine. You’re the one having the identity crisis.”

“Oh, really? is “fine” what you call what you did to me at the hotel?”

“Whoa. What happened at the hotel?” You ask looking in between the two. “Someone answer me now!” You scream. Before anyone could answer Sloane comes in telling you all that Ben has called a family meeting.

“Both families. Do you think you could get your people to work together?” She asks.

Luther laughs, “Oh, you were serious.”

“I'm in.” Allison says as she shoves past you to the door.

“Y/n?”

“Not a chance. Not until everyone gets here.” You say walking into the living room. 

Everyone arrives at the Sparrow mansion. Except for Viktor. 

“Where is Viktor, Allison? Wasn’t he supposed to be with you?” you ask her.

“I left him at the diner.” She says before taking a puff of her cigarette.

“Un-fucking-believable. You are an honest to God asshole.” you say before Ben and Fei walk in.

“Welcome. Please make yourselves at home.” Fei says as she and Ben enter the room.

“Bitch this is our home.” Allison retorts. 

“Excuse me?” Fei says.

“Nothing. She didn’t mean it.” You say trying to stop an argument. 

“Where the hell is Klaus?” Diego asks.

“I don't know and to be honest I care just enough to worry but not enough to look.” You say, sighing deeply before closing your eyes.

“With our luck, probably Kugelblitze by now.” Five says which make you laugh a little.

“You’re a dark little dude sometimes.” Diego says.

“We don’t have time for idle chit chat. Everyone, sit down.” Ben says. 

It was so annoying and awkward to be there. You hated it. This was giving you flashbacks of your feelings towards everyone when you guys were younger. Them locking Viktor away in that basement. The first world apocalypse that you sometimes hate Viktor for but Blame Luther for. You can’t stand the Sparrows either. They are cocky and arrogant. They have no family unity. No love and only empty loyalty. Ben is an asshole and seeing his face makes you miss your Ben. it makes your heart ache and you can barely look him in his eyes half the time. He thinks you like him because of that. 

Ew..

“I feel like I'm sweating. Am I sweating?” Luther whispers to you and you reassure him that he is fine before he takes a seat by Sloane.

Ben starts the meeting. “Look, I know there’s been bad blood between us. Whatever. Bygones, right?” 

You scoff, “Whatever? Yall almost killed us. So no. Not whatever.” 

“Y/n. Shut your mouth.” Allison says.

You glare at her, “I am not talking to you Allison. So shut the fuck up.” 

Diego raises his hand and Ben asks him what he wants. 

“If I kill you, will we get our Ben back? Hypothetically.” he says with a smile.

it made you and Fei laugh. Ben? Not so much lmao.

“Keep talking, and your hand won’t be the only thing bleeding.”

“Okay, if the testosterone twins are done, i’d like to get back to a plan.” you and five say at the same time. 

“Where is he?” Viktor says walking into the middle of the room. You felt so bad you couldn’t even look at him.

“Viktor…” You say, soft and low.

“What did you do to Harlan?” He says turning to Ben. 

“They didn’t do anything. I did. I killed Harlan.” Allison says. 

“What? i..i don’t understand.” Viktor says, voice shaking. “Why?”

“Because he didn’t deserve to live.” Allison said. 

“What? Because they said so? You don’t have to listen to them.” 

“20 bucks on the little one.” Ben whispers to you and Five.

“Shut up ya bone head.” You say but Five takes him up on his offer.

“They don’t get to tell us what to do.” Viktor continues. “You coulda talked to me. We could’ve figured out something else.”

“So, what, you could lie to us again and take his side?”��

 “That’s not what happened.” 

“Oh, no, that’s exactly what happened.” Allison says.

“I know Harlan killed all of our mothers.” Allison continues.

“What?” 

“Whoa.” 

“Who told you that?”

“Harlan. After you lied about it to my face.” 

“Is that true, Viktor?” Diego asked, “Harlan started all this?”

“Yeah, but he didn’t mean to hurt anyone. He--”

“How do you know?” Five asked.

“Because he knew him. He was a harmless kid who was abused by his father. He wasn’t like us until Viktor saved his life at the lake. You guys know this. That was Viktors kid at some point.” You speak up, looking between Allison and Five. 

“I screwed him up. And if you need anyone to blame I'm right here.” Viktor says, looking at Allison.

“What makes you think I don't?” 

“This wasn’t about saving the world…” Viktor starts.

“This was about you hurting Viktor?” You say looking at Allison.

“Payback for--” Viktor starts.

“For what? Go on. Say her name.” Allison says, standing up and getting all in Viktors face. You sit closer to the edge of your seat just in case you need to whoop Allison's ass. 

“Did killing Harlan bring Claire back?”

“Did protecting him bring Sissy back?”

“It was just as personal for you.”

“I didn't kill anyone!” Viktor yelled.

“But you risked everyone! Do you know what that felt like? Watching you fight harder to protect the man who helped destroy my daughter than you ever did to bring her back?” 

“I don't know how to bring Claire back. Okay? No one does. But I was there for you. I tried.” Viktor said.

“To do what?” Allison said, “Help me grieve? God, this whole family is so quick to tell me to suck up my pain and so worried about fixing yours!” 

“Allison, choose your next words carefully.” You say, feeling your anger rising. 

“Somebody had to pay because you never seem to.”

“Destroy the world, kill pogo, almost kill me,and for what? So we can all run around and clean up your mess?” Allison says, “I'm sick of it.”

“Take it easy Allison.” Five says.

“Okay, i--”

“Shut your mouth!” Allison yells, rumouring Viktors mouth closed. 

Viktor starts to struggle for breath and you start to stand but five holds your hand tightly. Tears start to swell in your eyes because only you know how Victor feels about the past. How even after all these years he still blames himself for everything and how deeply he hates himself. 

“Every time I build a new life for myself, You end the world and take it from me!” Allison yells in Viktors face. 

“All right, that’s it. Knock off the power shit, Allison.” Allison lets Viktor go and you rush to his side, patting his back and glaring at Allison. 

“We should’ve left you in the basement.” Allison whispers to Viktor but you heard her and you turned around and slapped her. Hard.

“Viktor, go find a place to lay down. I'll be behind you soon.” You tell Viktor, giving him a reassuring smile. 

“Y/n….don’t. it’s fine--”

“Go.” You tell him. It's been awhile since you have been feeling this way and it’s about time you get it off your chest. He looks at you a little longer before walking away. 

“Are you alright?” Five asks Allison.

“Is she alright? Are you seriously asking HER right now?” you scream.

“Y/n..i was just asking.” Five starts.

“You know” You chuckle, “i don’t give a shit! Okay, Allison? Claire isn’t here! She was never going to be here! You wanna know why? Because this isn’t our home!”

“Harlan didn’t help destroy Claire. She never should’ve existed anyway. You never should have had your life anyway.” You got closer to her face. 

“All your life you manipulated your way to happiness. Rumoring your sister so she forgot she was one of us, rumoring the press so you could feel better about yourself,rumoring your husband into loving you, rumoring Claire.” Next thing everyone knew she pushed you and you powered up your electricity. The sky turned dark and the ground started shaking. Everyone was screaming at you to calm down but you drowned them out. Your adrenaline was running high and Allison's face was pissing you off.

“Y/n calm down!” Luther screams at you.

“You are pathetic! You put everything on Viktor but if we hadn’t locked him up for most of his fucking life not once but TWICE, then maybe he wouldn’t have fucking exploded!” You scream tears flowing down your face.

“You have no right to blame anything on Viktor. You lost your family the moment you used your power to get everything in your worthless life.” You took a deep breath and looked at her in her eyes, “You rumored him to forget his identity every day of his life…Even when he wanted space you tried to rumor him into going home with you when he obviously didn’t want to. So what, he sliced your throat? You let your lover sibling Luther lock him in that hell hole.” You scoff and walk away.

“Honestly Allison. Grieve your husband and daughter in your own way but leave Viktor the fuck alone before I seriously fuck you up. You are embarrassing yourself.

[messers-moony]

Home | F.H

Paring: Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader

Summary: Five goes through everything with his best friend, and when they return with the announcement of their marriage his siblings are appalled. 

Request: “I can request a FiveXreader where the reader is loving, sweet and naive, Five's best friend but the reader has no powers (You can invent a way how they became best friends and they are in love with each other, cliché but I love) One day the reader was sitting in front of the Umbrella Academy and saw Five leave in a hurry (The scene that he will travel in time) In this the reader does not abandon Five and decides to travel in time with him, they end up trapped in the apocalylipse, can you make them stay together?  (Like married I don't know) And also the scene where they go back to 2019? Sorry, if this so bored”

Five couldn’t believe his eyes. After a failed mission, he and his siblings decided to sneak out. Klaus had spotted a park on the way home, and that’s where they went. For the first time in years, they felt like kids again. They were all ten years old and had never experienced a playground before. Allison had never laughed as much, and Diego seemed to finally forget his insecurities while swinging from monkey bars. 

Even on occasion, Luther would help Ben cross the monkey bars. Vanya was finally included, and Klaus had never seemed so carefree in his life. But Five had his eyes on someone else. She sat at one of the navy blue tables, quite a ways away from the playground, watching the siblings with a soft smile on her face. A notebook was in front of her while she twirled a pencil in her hand. 

Curiosity killed the cat. Five was too intrigued not to sit with her. So despite this probably being the only time he could experience a playground, he sat in front of her, obscuring her vision from his other six siblings. Her eyes met green ones; they looked evergreen in the dark of the night. His hair almost looked black, but she knew it had to be dark brown. 

“Good evening.” Her voice, it sounded like heaven to him, “Evening.”

It felt awkward, and the silence could’ve been cut with a knife, “My names Y/n.”

“Five.”

“Five? That’s unique.” Y/n complimented, and his cheeks flushed, “Thanks….” 

Her vision went back to the other kids, “You’d think they’ve never seen a playground before.”

“They haven’t.” Five stated, looking at his siblings, “Our father is strict, so we snook out to come here.”

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to come off as rude-“

“You didn’t.” Five smiled, looking at her e/c eyes. 

Since then, Five would sneak out a lot more. His power was a fantastic tool. When he and his siblings began to sneak out more, Five always invited her. Klaus, Diego, and Vanya seemed taken with her. Y/n was always so kind and sweet. Her laugh radiated, and it made everyone around her smile. It was like she was Aphrodite, and he was Ares. 

After becoming friends with the academy kids, Y/n had a habit of sitting outside the academy. She usually sat on the edge of the sidewalk with her notebook on her lap, pencil in hand. Five couldn’t remember a time when her hand wasn’t covered in graphite or ink from drawing. He adored it, though, because it was so her. It made him stare at his black pens, aimlessly smiling, knowing that she probably had the same color ink on her hand. 

Becoming friends with Five meant knowing his ambition. Five Hargreeves was driven by his goals and wanted to do them regardless of the consequence. So Y/n knew about his dream to time travel despite his father's wishes. On a gloomy day, Y/n sat on the sidewalk. The only thing drawing her from her daydream was the slam of a gate. 

“Five!”

He didn’t turn, “Five!”

Y/n grabbed his arm, “What’re you doing?”

“I’m- I’m going to time travel.” Five stated with that daze in his eyes, “And you need to stay here.”

“No! I’m not letting you go alone!” Y/n exclaimed incredulously, “Y/n, please.” Five pleaded. 

She shook her head, “Absolutely not. Either we go together, or we stay here together.”

“Fine.” Five reluctantly agreed, holding out his hand for her. 

Hesitantly Y/n slid her fingers through his. They were intertwining their hands together. Five was so focused on time-traveling correctly that he didn’t notice the pink flush on his best friend's face. But he did it, once and twice—finally a third time. Smoke clouded the area, and fire could be seen for miles. 

Y/n dropped his hand and covered her mouth. Five circled in his spot in shock. He felt nauseous and queasy. He couldn’t believe that he let this happen. He shouldn’t have pushed himself. They were stuck. Fucking hell, they were stuck, and he couldn’t do anything. Y/n ran back to the academy, and Five followed her. The h/c haired girl stared at what used to be the Umbrella Academy. Now in ruins. Five dropped to his knees, tears collecting in his eyes. 

“It’s- it’s gone….” 

Y/n hugged him tightly, “It’s okay, we’re going to be okay.”

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna be-“ 

Five didn’t get to finish his sentence. He pushed her away and threw up to the side. When he finished, Y/n took her jacket sleeve and wiped it around his mouth—gently combing his hair from his face. Y/n had never seen Five look so drained. Seeing her in front of him, taking care of him made him break. Five broke into sobs holding onto her like a lifeline. Y/n rubbed his back and held him just as tightly. 

“I’m here, Five. I’ll keep you safe.”

Being thirteen in an apocalypse seems like a death sentence, but when you grow up the way Five did, it’s more bearable. The first few months were awful. Searching for shelter, food, clothes. It was downright hell, but they made it through. On cold nights Five would hold her close to his chest, and on hot nights Y/n would always manage to get him cold water. 

Years passed, and their friendship turned into a relationship. They needed each other to survive, and they just needed each other. Five couldn’t be more grateful that she insisted on coming. He couldn’t imagine doing this alone. But now, he had his girlfriend leaning her head on his shoulder while watching the fire. His arm wrapped around her shoulder, leaving occasional kisses on her temple. 

“I couldn’t imagine this world without you.” Five confessed, “I couldn’t imagine my life without you.” Y/n challenged. 

He smirked, “Oh, really?” 

“Don’t let it go to your head, smartass.” Y/n snorted, “Too late, it’s already there, my love.” Five retorted. 

She kissed his cheek, “Love you.”

“Love you too, darling.” 

Five years later. They were twenty-five, and he wanted to make it official. It was a rather cold day wherever they were, and Five was holding her closer than ever. Y/n was shivering on the old mattress they had found. She was constantly snuggling closer to Five’s chest. They laid facing each other, and Y/n’s head was tucked under his chin. Five’s hand ran through her long hair - after being unable to cut it - soothing her nerves. 

“Marry me.”

“What?”

“I want you - Y/n - to marry me.” Five repeated, looking down at her.

Her teeth chattered, “Are you sure?”

“It’s not like there’s anyone else to choose from.”

Y/n glared playfully, and Five chuckled, “Asshole.”

“So, what do you say? Make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?”

“I say that if my fiancé doesn’t stop being an asshole, then I won't marry him.” Y/n retorted jokingly, “I love you too, pretty girl.” Five replied, smiling softly. 

He kissed her forehead and allowed her to muzzle closer into him. Gently he pulled the two plain rings he found. They were battered, of course, and the gold was dirty, but that didn’t matter. Five slipped the ring on her finger and his. Y/n placed a gentle kiss on his lips that he gladly returned. Sweet, soft, passionate, and full of love. A description of how she was. 

“Love you.”

“Love you too.” Five replied, “Now get some sleep.” 

Y/n was about to fall asleep when she heard Five mutter one last thing, “Y/n Hargreeves.”

29 years. 348 months. 1512 weeks. 10,585 days. Until a woman showed up in their shelter, offering them both a job. Five could remember pushing Y/n behind him defensively. The last thing he wanted was for her to get hurt in any interaction he had. The woman offered them a way home. Five turned to his wife, and she saw it. For the first time in forty-five years, she saw it. Hope. 

Y/n took Five’s hand in his, squeezing it gently. The softest smile crossed his features before agreeing with the woman’s offer where both of them became assassins—partners in crime. Nothing turned Five on more than seeing his wife fend for herself, and god, was she good at it. Y/n was so naive and innocent when she was ten. But now? At the age of fifty-six, she wasn’t that girl anymore. 

But when they reached the age of fifty-eight, Five finally found out the correct equation. They were at their last mission, make sure John F. Kennedy gets shot and everything goes to plan, but Five had different ideas. Taking Vanya’s book from his suitcase, he looked over the equations one last time. They were going back; Five would go home today. 

“Y/n.”

“Yes, love?”

Five sighed, “Are you ready?”

“Ready for what?”

“To go home.” 

Y/n’s smile was blissful; Five could’ve fainted on the spot, “Home?! Like- Like-“

“Home.” Five answered to his overjoyed wife. 

Y/n kissed him more passionately than ever. Five could feel her gratefulness in her kiss. His hands placed themselves on her waist, and hers were around his neck. God Five never wanted to forget this feeling. The feeling of his wife in his arms, kissing him as she would never get enough. When they pulled apart, Five opened the portal. Gripping her hand, they jumped through and landed on the leaf-filled ground in the icy rain. 

“Does anyone else see Little Number Five and Little Y/n, or is that just me?“ Klaus asked, not trusting his eyes; maybe it was an illusion from the drugs. 

Five and Y/n stood up. The first thing Y/n noticed was the ring on her finger was too big now. But Five looked down at the suit he had been wearing previously. The blazer now reached his knees instead of his waist, and Y/n’s shirt was hanging off one of her shoulders. Five and Y/n looked at each other. They were thirteen all over again. 

“Shit.” 

He grabbed Y/n’s hand and dragged her into the academy. Y/n had only been in the academy a handful of times before, and she usually was only allowed in Five’s room because she wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place. His siblings followed aimlessly and took their spots at the table. 

“What’s the date? The exact date.” Five inquired, grabbing different things around the kitchen. 

“The 24th.”

“Of what?”

“March.”

“Good.”

Y/n took place beside him as Five began making a peanut butter marshmallow sandwich. The same snack he used to love as a kid. Y/n could remember him trying to eat it back at their apartment the commission provided them but complained it was too sweet. It seems that being in his teenage body again made him crave the sweetness of the snack. 

“So, are we gonna talk about just what happened?” Luther questioned, but no one answered, “It’s been 17 years.”

Five scoffed, “It’s been a lot longer than that.”

The same big spatial jumped behind Luther as he began to take marshmallows from the cabinet, “I haven’t missed that.” Luther murmured. 

“Where’d you two go?” Diego asked. 

“The future.” Y/n answered politely, “It’s shit, by the way.” Five added spatial jumping beside her again and gently kissing her cheek. 

The siblings stared in shock at Five’s sudden act of affection; Five could feel their eyes on him, “What?”

“You just kissed her.” Allison stated, “And?”

Allison didn’t say anything, “Is it a crime for me to kiss my wife or something?” Five asked agitatedly. 

“Wife?!”

“Yes, wife.” Five sighed. 

“Called it!” Klaus exclaimed. 

“I should’ve listened to the old man. You know, jumping through space is one thing.” Five began as he looked through the fridge, “Jumping through time is a toss of the dice.” 

He came back with peanut butter in his hand at the front of the table, his wife beside him; he took in the appearance of his siblings, “Nice dress.”

“Oh, well, Danke!” Klaus smiled. 

“Wait, how did you two get back?” Vanya questioned. 

“In the end, I had to project our consciousnesses forward into a suspended quantum state version of ourselves that exists across every possible instance of time.” 

Diego couldn’t wrap his head around it, “That makes no sense.”

Five went to remark, but Y/n cut him off, “It doesn’t have to. All that matters is that we’re back.”

“How long were you two there?” Luther queried, “Forty-Five years. Give or take.”

Everyone looked at the two teens in disbelief, “So what are you saying? That you’re 58?”

“Well, not exactly. Our consciences are 58, but it appears that our bodies are back to 13.” Y/n answered. 

“Wait, how does that even work?”

“It seems that Five might’ve gotten the equations wrong.” Y/n replied, and Five glared at her, “I’m not mad! I’m just happy we’re home. Appearance be damned.”

Five took notice of the newspaper in front of Y/n, “Guess I missed the funeral.”

“How’d you even know about that?” Luther inquired, “What part of the future do you not understand?” Five retorted. 

“Heart failure?” Y/n asked, “Yeah/No.” Luther and Diego contradicted. 

Five clicked his tongue, “Nice to see nothings changed.”

The teenage boy began to walk away, “Uh, that’s it? That’s all you have to say?” Allison questioned.

“What else is there to say? It’s the circle of life.”

Vanya was the first to get up and hug Y/n, “I’m glad you’re home.”

“Me too, Vanny. Me too.”

[turbourbo]

Re: That One TUA S1 Draft That Wasn’t Filmed:

In case you didn’t know, there’s a script of a TUA S1 episode floating around here that must have made it pretty far on the chopping block.

Probably most important, the episode confirms that Reggie knew the world would end in April of 2019. He didn’t know how, he didn’t know the exact day, but he know something was up. Honestly, I thought Reg was bullshitting Klaus in the afterlife when he explained why he killed himself. So I was kinda surprised to learn this.

Most of the script takes place on October 1, 2012, on the brellies’ 23rd birthday. The script opens with two news anchors joking about the Mayan calendar ending in December. Reg and Pogo see this and Reg says something about how the Mayans were only a few years off.

We see Luther living at the academy and running solo missions for Reg. He encounters someone who resembles one of the original comic villains and accidentally ruins a birthday party and emotionally scars some children. It’s hinted at the end of the episode that he’s just left on the mission that will leave him permanently deformed. Also, he watches Allison’s movies and periodically calls her in California.

Diego’s living with Patch. They’re both at the police academy. Diego’s “Number Two” complex results in him getting kicked out and Patch breaking up with him. Diego gives Grace a bracelet he meant for Patch, and Grace gives him the cross-stitch of the domino mask we see in his apartment in 2019.

Also Diego is SUCH a marshmallow, he visits Grace every week and puts money in Klaus’s commissary. And it makes sense why Klaus only asked Diego for rides in S1.

Allison uses her powers constantly. For one day, she tries to NOT use them, and she’s just. So close to losing it. Constantly. Girl can’t wait for coffee, drive in traffic, etc. It’s actually sad how dependent she is on them.

Klaus is in prison. Doesn’t say what he did but it doesn’t surprise me at all. What’s interesting is that he seemed to have received some preferential treatment at first. While he’s transferred to a new block, the guard complains about Klaus getting put with the “white collars” because of his dad. He can’t get drugs and someone puts a hit on him.

Also, we see Klaus engaging in actual, effective self-defense. Like he accidentally kills an inmate. It’s wild. I’m trying to comprehend how he goes from That to jumping on people’s backs and flopping like a fish in seven years. I don’t think he’s forgotten his training. All I can think is that substance abuse has severely fucked him up. Not just loss of muscle mass, but maybe he’s screwed up the way his brain and body coordinate, so even if he knows what to do, he physically can’t. Idk, someone else explain why Klaus can’t fight.

Five is Old Man Five and working for the Commission. To mess with him, the Handler sends him to the brellies’ city in 2012 to see if Five will blow his cover. He does. He yells at Diego but Diego doesn’t recognize him.

BEN BEN BEN. This was probably the biggest change from the show. In S2, Klaus conjures Ben after Ben’s funeral. And Ben’s followed him ever since. HERE though, Ben appears while Klaus is in prison, because this is the first time since he died that Klaus has been sober enough to see him. And he’s actually PISSED that the brellies “let” him die. The episode also acknowledges that for whatever reason, when Klaus gets high again, the other ghosts go away but Ben stays.

Last Viktor, who was written as Vanya in this script. Viktor has recently published his book, and everyone’s furious about it, except Klaus. Viktor also has a girlfriend, who he catches cheating on him, forcing them to break up. So Viktor, unsure what else to do, visits Klaus in prison. They talk about Viktor’s book, and Klaus asks if he included the bit where Grace announced over breakfast that Diego just had his first wet dream. YES, that’s in there. Klaus is the only sibling who supports Viktor and asks for a copy to read in prison.

Oh, and Klaus is delighted to learn that Viktor (then Vanya) has/had a girlfriend. There’s this “yay, gay” kind of moment between them that we never saw in the show, where Klaus refers to himself and Viktor as fruits. Maybe this is why no one bats an eye about Viktor and Sissy in S2. He’s already out.

[caitimetravels]

she’s insignificant

chapter 2: welcome home

the umbrella academy x (fem) reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

warnings: mentions of death, mentions of drugs and alcohol, poor parenting

masterlist

“number eight! this is serious! if you do not train properly you will not be allowed to join your siblings on missions.”

“number eight! that’s not how you behave!”

“no, number eight! how many times must you do this before you get it right?”

“no! not like that, number eight! you must be quicker, smarter, stronger! you’ll be a liability”

“no! again, number eight!” 

“number eight!”

“number eight!”

she wished it was stop. the yelling. the shouting. the insults. the pain. the training. all of it. her head hurt. she could feel the anger swirling around, growing. control. she needed control. relax.

she took a deep breath. again. again. she pushed herself over and over until she collapsed. she worked herself to the bone only to always be left with disapproving stares. the scowl. the glare. and then she was alone, forced to pick up the broken pieces and put herself together. she didn’t have her other siblings. their family dynamic wasn’t much of a family dynamic but just once she wished one of them could be there. even just to see what she was going through. it hurt that she was alone. she hated alone.

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“um..” luther slowly stood, unsure. “i guess we should get this started” he looked around at his siblings sitting in parlour. they all sat separately with klaus making drinks at the bar in the back.

“are we having a family meeting?” y/n stepped into the room, confused. she paused as realisation crossed over their faces. “..you forgot me”

“sorry, y/n, we didn’t mean-” allison started, trying to defend them. y/n shook her head.

“no, no, don’t apologise. it’s okay.. let’s just get this over with” she waved off any concern, taking a seat beside vanya. in her lap sat a familiar book. 

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“you’ll be okay” ben spoke softly, gently bandaging y/n’s arm. he gave her a small smile. the pair sat in the back of the library, secluded and separate. the others were too wrapped up in themselves to care. 

vanya stepped over a moment later. she frowned at the tears on y/n’s cheeks. taking a seat beside her she offered them the cookies she had stolen from the kitchen. they weren’t meant to have any until dessert but ben and vanya found this much more important. y/n sniffled, taking the cookie in her good arm. 

“thanks v” she gave a watery smile, eating a big bite of the cookie to stop the sobs about to escape her mouth. ben and vanya shared a frown over her head. 

“should we read something?” ben offered, pulling a random book off the shelf behind him. y/n merely nodded, she needed this to calm down her raging emotions. these two were the only two who understood. if her emotions went haywire so would her powers. 

“hm, little women? i didn’t think dad would have this” ben smiled at the cover. 

“pogo got it for me” y/n murmured softly, listening to her brother’s soothing voice as he read. she smiled, they were always able to calm her down.

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“so, i figured we could have some sort of memorial service in the courtyard at sundown, say a few words” luther started again, “just at dad’s favourite spot”

“dad had a favourite spot?” allison asked, confused. 

“yeah, you know. under the oak tree” luther nodded, eyebrows furrowing. “we used to sit out there all the time.. did none of you ever do that?”

“will there be refreshments? tea, scones” klaus interrupted, walking to join them with a cigarette between his fingers and a glass of alcohol in his other hand. “cucumber sandwiches are always a winner” he waltzed over beside y/n who smiled at his laid-back attitude.

“what? no” luther shook his head, “and put that out, you know dad didn’t allow smoking in here” 

“is that my skirt?” allison questioned, looking down at klaus’ attire.

“what?” he mumbled distracted. he put his glass down before turning around. “oh, yeah, this. i found it in your room. it’s a little dated but its very breathy on the.. bits” he gestured.

“listen up” luther put on his leader voice, commanding as usual. “there’s still some things we need to discuss, alright?”

“like what?” diego snapped, obviously sick of this.

“like the way he died” 

“and here we go” diego rolled his eyes and luther glared at him.

“i don’t understand.. i thought they said it was a heart attack?” vanya spoke up, confused. klaus plopped down onto the couch now, wrapping his arm around y/n.

“what? he had a heart attack?” y/n’s eyebrows furrowed, she hadn’t been told that. they all looked at her, surprised.

“you didn’t know?” allison asked softly,

“no? you did?” 

“that’s only according to the coroner” luther chipped in, still pushing his theory.

“well, wouldn’t they know?” vanya raised an eyebrow.

“theoretically”

“theoretically?” allison asked.

“look, i’m just saying at the very least something happened. the last time that i talked to dad he sounded strange” 

“oh, tell us please” klaus gurgled through his drink, not at all serious. y/n would have laughed if she didn’t see the real reason luther was bringing this up. he thought one of them did it.

“strange how?” allison continued to push, incredulous. 

“he sounded on edge, told me i should be careful who to trust” luther frantically tried to convince them.

“luther” diego sighed, standing “he was a paranoid, bitter old man. he was starting to lose what was left of his marbles”

“no” he quickly shook his head, turning to him. “he must have known something was going to happen. look” he looked over at klaus. “i know you don’t like to do it but i need you to talk to dad”

klaus rolled around, disagreeing, “i can’t just call dad in the afterlife and be like dad can you stop playing tennis with hitler for a moment and take a quick call” he waved his cigarette around, sitting up and letting go of y/n.

“since when? that’s your thing”

“i’m not in the right frame of mind!”

“you’re high?” allison looked up,

“yeah, yeah!” klaus laughed, nodding his head, “i mean how are not listening to this nonsense?”

“well, sober up, this is important” klaus merely sighed, “then there’s the issue of the missing monocle” 

diego scoffed, “who’s give a shit about a stupid monocle?”

“exactly, it’s worthless” luther was only digging himself a bigger hole, “so, whoever took it i think it was personal. someone close to him, someone with a grudge”

“yes, cause that’s all we need” y/n rolled her eyes, exasperated “more grudges”

“where are you going with this?” klaus narrowed his eyes, confused.

“well, isn’t it obvious, klaus?” diego sneered up at luther, “he thinks one of us killed dad”

luther opened his mouth to deny it but nothing came out. it was true.

“and i bet your top suspect is little y/n” diego pointed a finger right at the said girl. she froze.

“what?”

“you do!” klaus sat back, shocked. 

“how could you think that?” vanya stared in disbelief.

y/n stood abruptly and everyone watched as her eyes turned black. the same way they used to when she had trouble controlling her emotions. they watched as she quickly shook her head, storming out.

“great job luther” diego mocked, “way to lead” then he begun to walk away. 

“that’s not what i’m saying” he tried to defend himself but nobody listened.

“you’re crazy man, you’re crazy.. crazy” klaus stood too, picking up his drink. vanya went to walk away, following diego.

“i’m not finished” luther attempted to stop them. 

“okay well sorry, i’m just gonna go help y/n murder mom, i’ll be right back” he commented sarcastically, walking away. 

“that’s not what i’m saying-” it was no use.

y/n curled up beside ben’s statue, book pressed against her chest. she took deep breaths, trying to regain control. her breath came out shaky as she rocked slowly. eventually she relaxed, leaning into the side of the statue. her cheek pressed against the cold concrete. with a final sigh she looked up at him. 

“hey..” she spoke softly, “i brought our book” she gave a weak chuckle, showing the statue the book she had been cradling. 

“i finished again.. should i start again?” 

diego stood in the doorway, watching her talk. he frowned, she was so sweet. it wasn’t her fault she was born with such a horrible curse. he understood why she got along so well with ben, they both hated their powers. it made training unbearable for them. she begun to read aloud, still leaning into the statue as she sat on the gravel covered floor. with a sigh he walked away, she would be okay, she just needed time. 

time didn’t heal y/n, no matter how much she wished it would. she didn’t have anybody, everybody left her. she had to get over everything all by herself. her words started to come out stuttered, her voice cracked. slowly she begun to sob, tears wetting the pages of her book. she wiped them from her face, standing up. she had to be calm.

she spared one last glance at the statue before walking away.

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“number eight, you must always keep your emotions in check” reginald scolded, glancing up from his notebook. he scribbled something else, ignoring her watery eyes.

“b-but i can’t” she sobbed out, she was young. her siblings were allowed to show emotion why couldn’t she?

“then you are weak!” reginald snapped his book shut, raising his eyes to glare at her. the words shouldn’t have hurt as much as they did. she was never enough, she was always going to be weak. she needed to do better, to be better. to be strong. 

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“emotions, number eight” the girl supressed her smile at the name her mother had just given her. he wouldn’t even use it. her face fell blank.

“emotions, number eight” the girl took a deep breath, no anger. nothing. you cannot feel. she closed her eyes for a moment, controlling her urge to destroy something. she opened them to see a confused diego. this wasn’t how she was meant to react, he had stolen the ring her mother had given her. she just walked away. 

“emotions, number eight” she caught ben’s eye across the table. he nodded softly. she breathed calmly, no dessert. she was weak, she didn’t deserve dessert. five frowned from beside her, looking between her and their father. something was wrong.

“emotions, number eight” reginald turned on her. she stood, hands gripping the table until her knuckles turned pale. how could he let five go? as she raised her head she heard gasps from her siblings. pogo and reginald shared a look as she glared at the latter, taking a moment to calm herself. it wasn’t working. she was struggling to keep her emotions at bay, she couldn’t supress them. “y/n..” vanya whispered as she ran from the table. she couldn’t do it. he was gone and she hadn’t stopped him.

“emotions, number eight” she couldn’t do it. not this time. she shook her head. her eyes filled with tears. she couldn’t. “number eight! emotions!” she shook her head again, all she could feel was pain. it was her fault. she let him die. her siblings must hate her. her father hates her. ben would hate her. she let him die. she watched him die. 

“number eight! your emotions!” reginald’s voice got louder and she heard herself scream. everything was crumbling. he was gone, it was her fault. “number one, do it” 

it was all.. her fault..

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on her way to the staircase she paused. her eyes lingered on the painting. five’s painting. she felt herself move without wanting to. she stepped into the room, looking up at her brother sadly.

“i’m sorry” she frowned, “i’m so sorry, five. i shouldn’t have let you go. i should have gone after you. i’m sorry, you must be so alone and i lied. i’m sorry for lying.. i should have done better, i should have listened to dad.. i couldn’t bring you back and it’s all my fault. it’s always my fault.. i’m sorry five, i’m so sorry..” 

“sweetie?” she looked over to see grace. “who are you apologising to? did something happen to you?” the blonde robot walked over, glancing over her to see if she had hurt herself.

“oh, no, it’s okay mom” she smiled fakely, trying to reassure her mother. “i was just thinking out loud. nothing to worry about”

“oh, alright, sweetie” she smiled again, “how about something to eat?”

“i’m okay, thanks. i think i’m just going to rest” grace nodded, allowing her to leave.

she wouldn’t be okay, not until she could stop blaming herself. she took one last look at five' picture before she closed her eyes, trying to stop her tears. when she opened them she appeared in her bedroom. she quickly shut the door, locking it. at least in here she couldn’t do anymore damage.

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“number eight” reginald’s voice was disappointed but y/n couldn’t find it in herself to care. so what if she was a failure, she had always been one anyways. “you are no longer allowed to go on missions with your siblings”

she didn’t raise her head. he wasn’t done. this is what she deserved. “you will instead be working on locating number five”

she froze, staring up at him in shock.

“what?”

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a flash of blue light outside her window broke her out of her thoughts. she stood from her bed, glancing down at the courtyard. it couldn’t be..

[oddeyevibes]

Chapter 6: Lies of The Father

Summary

You and your siblings uncover both your father’s lies and the secrets of Leonard.

Warnings? Click here

A/N: I’d like to point out that my author’s note on A03 says “Not gonna lie to ya kids, I was operating on 5 minutes of sleep, 2 glasses of water, and a slim jim. All the while fighting Seroquel induced sleep like a brat. So if it sounds like ramblings of a madman down there, that’s most likely. Enjoy!” How do I still live???

“Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?” Diego asked.

Five downed the rest of the coffee before tossing the plastic cup off to the side. “I don’t know…yet. But I do know that he’s responsible for the apocalypse. So we have to find him, and we have to do it now.”

Luther chimed in, just as confused as the rest of y’all. “How is he connected to what’s gonna happen?”

Five shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“So all we have to go on is a name?” You asked.

“Trust me, it’s enough.”

“There could be thousands of Harold Jenkins in this country alone, you sure?”

“Hazel and Cha-Cha don’t have a briefcase anymore but these orders were still sent to them. Which means that the Harold Jenkins in question is here.”

“Am I the only one skeptical here?” Allison asked. Five huffed as she kept going. “I mean, how exactly do you know all of this about what’s-his-name?”

“Harold Jenkins. You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?”

“Oh that’s Hazel and Cha-Cha. Yeah, I think I remember those guys.”

“Yeah, the ones that attacked us while you were getting drunk.” Diego snarked.

“Yeah, them. They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me from coming back and preventing the end of life on Earth.”

“The Temps what?” Allison was still lost.

You, on the other hand, seemed to catch on fast. “Like…a time travel Illuminati?”

Five nodded in your direction while the others just gave you stunned glances. You merely shrugged.

“Exactly as Y/N says. They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen…happens.”

You immediately had a shit ton of questions running around your head. For instance, how would they know what’s actually supposed to happen?

That went to another question and then another as the voices of the others drowned out.

‘Wouldn’t that just affect one timeline instead of…all of time? Was there even multiple timelines? Were those theories wrong? I mean they are just theories so technically they can’t be right or wrong…right? That seems like a massive oversight to just have one timeline. Who even created such a thing? Has to be someone who could time travel like Five, right? Why does the apocalypse need to happen, anyway? Should we tell Vanya—”

“Y/N?”

“Huh?”

“You coming?”

“To kill Harold Jenkins? Sure.”

Allison stuttered as you joined Five and Diego. “There’s no telling that we’re actually killing him, Y/N.”

“Well I doubt tying him up is gonna save the world.”

Luther’s plan to rummage through dad’s files was immediately shot down. Another argument looming over the conversation.

“We don’t have time for this.” Five urges.

“Let’s roll. I know where we can find this asshole. Klaus, Y/N, you two are with me.”

You nodded but Klaus tried getting out of it. “Yeah. I—I’m good.”

“You’re good?” You questioned.

“I think I’ll, uh…I think I’ll pass.” Everyone watched him as he walked past. “Feeling a little under the weather, so, uh…”

Diego and Five rolled their eyes before leaving the room and you followed suit.

“Drink some water Klaus!” You shouted as the three of you left the house.

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The four of you rode in Diego’s car all the way to the police station. He turned off the ignition.

“I know this Jenkins dude has to have a record.”

“How sure are you?” You asked.

“Positive, everyone has a record.”

You smirked. “I don’t have a record.”

“How’d you manage that?”

“Hard to get caught when you have powers.”

Diego let out a silent laugh. Allison looked nervous.

“So what’s your plan? Waltz in there and just ask for it?”

“I know the station like the back of my hand, sis. I spent a lot of time inside.”

“Handcuffed.”

“Whatever. Here’s the plan.”

“Plan? I’m just gonna blink in and get the file.”

There was a brief silence before a caught-off-guard Diego responded.

“No, that’s not…you don’t know the ins and out of this place, okay?”

“I literally just did this yesterday.”

“What?”

“My yesterday, not your yesterday. It’ll take me two seconds. Why don’t I just go?”

“Listen to me. You are not going in there. I made a call. That’s what a leader does. He leads.”

The silence from all of you spoke volumes and you squinted in Diego’s direction. A combination of confused and amused by his dollar tree vigilante attitude.

He left the car tabs entered into an alley, leaving the three of you in the car.

“Y’know, when we finish saving the world, we should probably get him therapy.”

Five and Allison nodded in agreement. Suddenly, Allison shifted, preparing to leave the car.

“Where you going?”

“I feel terrible about what happened earlier with Vanya. I need to try to talk to her.” With that, she left the car and headed towards the nearest payphone. There was a short silence before Five spoke up.

“What happened earlier…with Vanya?”

“Well, while we were all talking Vanya and her boyfriend showed up but nobody wanted to say anything.”

“Including you?”

You looked down in embarrassment. “Yeah…”

“Why didn’t you guys tell her?”

“I mean…y-you know how sensitive Vanya can be.”

Five smirked. “I seem to remember you also being sensitive.”

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. “She’s sensitive in a different way. I guess…everyone just didn’t want her to worry when there’s nothing she could really do about it. It’s not fair to her to make her feel useless.”

“Maybe you guys should think about giving her a chance to speak. We’re all adults, we don’t need each other to make decisions for us….maybe except for Luther…and Diego…and Klaus….and sometimes you.”

“Me?” You giggled. A smile appeared on Five’s face. “I’ll have you know that I am the most mature of everyone…maybe excluding you since you’re older.”

“Considering everyone else…that’s not a high bar.”

You playfully hit him. The two of you watched Allison hang up the phone as Diego approached her. She took a look at the file and just as Five was about to get out, you saw her eyes widened and she quickly came back to the car, Diego in tow.

Allison hopped in next to you.

“What’s wrong? Does he have a record?” You asked.

Allison handed you the file. “That address look familiar?”

You skimmed over everything but took in what stood out. Two important factors. One being that Harold Jenkins went to jail for homicide and the other being that he shared the exact same address as Leonard.

“Holy shi—”

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Then

“Y/N, I don’t think we should be doing this.” Vanya whispered.

Despite this, she sat perfectly still as you continued painting around her eyes with the eyeliner. While it wasn’t quite the premium make-up kit you’ve seen in pictures, what Pogo had bought for you was just what you needed as a make-up starter kit.

You had been terrorizing everybody lately. Minus your dad, who didn’t know you had make-up, and Pogo who asked that he’d be kept safe from the make-up as compensation for him gifting you that.

Luther wanted nothing to do with it but Diego thought it’d be funny to convince you to use the red lipstick to paint stuff on Luther’s face.

Allison was thrilled to recreate some of the looks she would see in the teen magazines she’d always get from Pogo. While you guys tried and you did succeed to some extent, it still didn’t come out as pristine and perfect as the models.

Ben said no as well and while you were upset, he managed to make you feel better with a drawing he made. Working on his skills during his spare time. You were too busy looking for a place to hang it to notice you had been had.

Klaus was thrilled. You messed up with his eye look but he found himself fond of it. Giving birth to his iconic look.

With Grace, she merely gave you a lesson on how to achieve her look. Teaching you how to keep a steady hand along with little cheats like holding something firm against your face while you did your eyeliner. One she was sure you understood her lesson, she let you do her make-up for the day. You did a good job. She was proud.

Then there was Vanya. While she was nervous, a huge part of her was happy to be included. Though, you had always made an effort to spend time with Vanya. That didn’t stop her from being nervous about getting in trouble.

Your dad was very strict and anything that could make y’all remotely happy was forbidden outside of the designated days. Hell, maybe even thinking happy thoughts was against his strict rules.

“Just stay still a little bit longer.” You muttered. “Aaaaand done!”

You inched back with a huge grin as you handed Vanya a grey handheld mirror. An extra given to you by your mother. You sat in anticipation as Vanya peered at the look you had given her.

The anxiety only melted away once you saw the small smile that adorned her face.

“You like it?” You asked, still wanting some audible confirmation.

She nodded. “I do. I look…I like it. I look so pretty.”

“You always looked pretty, Vanya. The make-up Just enhanced your beauty.”

A young Vanya was smitten with her appearance. While the lot of you always had some insecurity issues due to your dad’s shitty parenting, it was always somewhat noticeable with Vanya's insecurity.

You were happy when she came to you talking about how your dad let her have the violin he kept around. None of you knew his deal with it considering you never saw him play it.

“Just imagine…” you began musing as Vanya continued getting lost in her own eyes. “Vanya Hargreeves on some big billboard and you selling out some grand arena.”

She gave a meek laugh. “I doubt anyone would care about me after you guys save the world for the billionth time.”

There was a hint of frustration in Vanya’s voice but it went unnoticed by you as you leaned towards Vanya, gently taking her hand and lowering the mirror.

“After the world is saved…don’t you think people want to relax listening to you?”

While the thought made her smile, it gradually vanished as she continued to downplay herself. “No, once they see my last name they’ll wonder why I don’t have powers like everyone else.”

“Mmmmmmm….maybe you can use a different name. So that when people are looking at you, they aren’t thinking about the rest of us.”

The tension in Vanya’s body seemed to dissipate as the suggestion filled her mind and she leaned back, her upper body rested on her arms.

“Like….something mysterious. How about…Vanya….Vasilev.”

“Russian?”

“Yeah, your first name is Russian, so why not?”

Vanya giggled. “Hmm…Vanya…Tolstoy?”

“Like, the War & Peace guy?”

Vanya nodded.

“Or maybe we don’t even go Russian, maybe we can just use any other name. Like Vanya Page or…Vanya Adams?”

“Ooh, Vanya Adams sounds good.”

Before the two of you could continue, the alarms blared throughout the manor. It was time for another mission. The sounds of your siblings all stomping and running through the halls made it very clear. If not, then Ben bursting into the room looking for you made it extremely clear.

“Y/N, we have to—”

He stopped when he noticed Vanya’s new makeup look. He smiled and offered a nod of hello. “You look great Vanya.” He then turned to you. “Y/N we gotta go.”

“Right.” You responded, Vanya could hear it in your voice how you dreaded it but she felt there was nothing she could do.

You had closed the door behind you, leaving Vanya alone with the mirror. She lifted it once again, falling head over heels for the girl she saw on the other side.

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The four of you hopped out of the car and walked towards Leonard’s house.

“We should be careful. We don’t know what Leonard’s capable of.”

Diego scoffed. “Yeah, he didn’t seem dangerous when I first saw him. Looked kinda scrawny.”

“Well, between him and you, one of you is guilty of patricide.” You commented. “It’s always the ones you don’t expect.”

Allison nodded in agreement. “Yeah, just look at Five.”

“Thanks.” Five replied back.

“Good point. So what’s this guy want with Vanya?”

You tapped Allison on the arm and motioned for the window that you came through last time. Luckily for you, Leonard suspected nothing and the window was still cracked open.

You laughed. “See? Suburbanites never learn.”

“I guess they don’t.”

Allison climbed in first and you followed, just in time to see Five blink in and Diego Rambo crashing through the door’s front window. The two of you rolling your eyes.

As Diego struggled to lift himself, the three of you waltzed over.

“Subtle.” Allison joked as you knelt down to help him get up.

Five casually opened the door. “You know the door was unlocked.”

“Yeah, well, my way works just fine. Spread out. Yell if you, uh…you know, you’re in trouble.”

You glanced over to the others before trailing after Diego while the others wandered into other areas.

“I think you should sit down.” You suggested.

“I know your the doc and all but we got more important things to worry about,”

“Have you even been taking anything for the pain?”

“Don’t need to. Just gotta wait for the healing process to keep going. Kinda wish your healing accelerated it more but—”

“Diego, you don’t have to push yourself like this.”

The two talked as you both rummaged through stuff to find anything that might actually link Leonard to the end of the world.

“Yes…I do.”

There was a brief silence before he spoke up again.

“Do you remember how it felt…when Ben died?”

“……I think we all remember how it felt.”

Diego nonchalantly nodded. “Yeah but you specifically. When you run away…how did it make you feel?”

You didn’t say anything for a moment. Slightly worried about fueling his revenge boner.

“Felt great. Felt like I was taking control of my life for once. But I was mostly being fueled by anger and spite. And the reality only hit me when I realized that I was out on the street. That same anger…spite…and pride kept me from coming home too. Didn’t wanna give dad the satisfaction of knowing that one of the kids he tormented couldn’t survive without him.”

Another silence.

“I should’ve come after you. I coulda found you.”

You rolled your eyes. Not out of annoyance but it humored you. “You sound like Klaus.”

“It’s what a big brother would do.”

You scoffed. “You’re NOT my big brother.”

“I’m number 2.”

“We were all born at the same time.”

“Dad found me before you.” He teased.

“That literally doesn’t mean anything.”

Diego walked over, catching sight of a poster featuring Vanya. You didn’t see the soft smirk that appeared on his face. It only made his worry for Vanya grow. It really dawned on him that he hadn’t seen her since earlier and even if he didn’t think much of Leonard then, there was no telling what he could’ve done to Vanya in that time.

“Guys, you need to see this.” Allison was heard shouting.

You all convened upstairs, standing below the very attic that you had stumbled on last time before you had to retreat.

“Can't believe I forgot about that.” You spoke.

“Yup, first thing I went to check.” Allison responded.

When you all climbed up, there was a very clear picture painted of what Leonard had planned. Needless to say, this man had a vendetta against y’all.

“All our faces are burnt off.”

“Jeez….talk about toxic fandom.” You morbidly joked.

“Yeah,” Diego agreed. “this guy’s got some serious issues.”

“This was never about Vanya.”

“He just wanted to get to us.” You finished Allison’s revelation.

Suddenly, a thump was heard. Five had collapsed. You knelt down, spotting blood slowly seeping through his shirt. You glanced at his face before focusing back on the wound, wasting no time in placing a hand over the bullet wound with your other grabbing onto his hand to keep him focused.

“He’s been shot. Five when did this happen?” You asked.

The others watched as your signature white healing aura emitted from your hand. Five groaned as he felt the bullet lodged into his body being slowly picked out. He’s never felt your healing really do this before.

Cauterizing and closing up wounds was more along your forte. So long as you were quick enough. Recent wounds wouldn’t be an issue. All the patient had to do was let it heal.

This feeling though probably felt worse as he felt this agonizing reversal. Diego and Allison watched in a combination of disgust and amazement as the bullet crawled out of the wound like something out of a horror movie.

You mindlessly grabbed the bullet and tossed it to the side before returning to focus on the wound, which was now closing up.

Diego and Allison exchanged glances towards each other before looking at you.

“Ok, he should be fine but he’s exhausted and he needs rest.”

“How did you do that?” Diego questioned.

You looked up at him. “What? Heal? Diego you know how.”

“No, you—”

“We have to keep going…” Five groaned. “So…close.”

He went silent as Allison tried getting a response out of him. You waved it off.

“I told you he’s fine. He’s just tired. We should get him outta here, get him back home.”

——✨——

“How is he?” Diego asked, approaching Allison as she paced back and forth.

The two watched as you aided Grace in making sure Five was ok. You didn’t even hear what they were talking about as the anxiety was pouring over you.

You didn’t answer Diego’s question but you were fully aware of what transpired. You have NEVER reversed a wound like that. That little power-up combined with the looming end of days made you nervous.

You’ve read stories of people who suddenly saw spirits and all other types of shit when they were closing in on death’s door. Maybe it was something like that?

And if it wasn’t, you didn’t even have time to dive deeper into it. Vanya was somewhere with Leonard and Leonard was using her in some ploy to kill all of you and destroy the world.

You were brought out of your thoughts when you felt your mother’s hand gently covered your own. Your eyes met and she offered you her signature smile.

“You did a great job taking care of him. You don’t have to worry, Y/N.” Grace quickly picked up that something else was wrong. “I know you all are so grown up now but I want you to know…you can still talk to me. I’m your mother after all.”

You smiled. There was a silence before you finally spoke up.

“Mom…growing up…did I ever…show any upgrades to my powers? Like…I don’t know…”

“Hmm…not that I’m too aware of. Your father and Pogo mostly kept track of such things. My only job was to make sure you all got the love and care you needed.”

You nodded. You understood they’d probably purposely keep Grace out of the loop.

“Your father…he did see the untapped potential in all of you. That’s all he really wanted but…to me you were all perfect on your own.”

Your interest was piqued as your mother spoke.

“You know, despite all of you being the same age. You were always so small compared to your siblings. Maybe it was just me but you needed that extra care.” She laughed. “You and Vanya were similar like that but also in your own ways. When you tagged along with me whenever you could…before your father whisked you both away. We admired all the amazing views.”

She was reminiscing and it was lovely to hear.

“I remembered you wanted to be an artist.” She looked up at you. “Do you still draw?”

Your eyebrows raised, caught off guard by the question. “Oh um….yeah, I would think I’m still an artist. I draw as a hobby sometimes but I mostly like performing.”

Her smile grew larger, exposing teeth. “That sounds lovely, sweetie. One day I’ll have to see.”

“Oh, you should Vanya. She’s great with the violin.”

“Does she still have the same one?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s nice to hear…” She looked back down at Five who was still sound asleep. “I missed you all…so much.”

She seemed to zone out as she stood up and left the room. Leaving you alone with Five. You finally noticed both Diego and Allison were gone. You stood up off the bed but looked down at Five.

You don’t know what possessed you to do so but you ended up leaning down and planting a soft kiss on his forehead before leaving the room.

You needed some sleep.

——✨——

The next morning, there was a family meeting featuring just you, Klaus, Five, and Luther. Breakfast was courtesy of you while coffee was courtesy of Klaus.You looked over at Luther who was purely hungover. The sight kept you giggling occasionally.

“Jesus. Who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?” Five whined.

“Don’t know if you remember but you don’t kill for coffee, you buy it.”

Luther groaned. “Let’s just get started.”

Klaus gestured around the room. “Anyone seen any of the others? Diego? Allison? No?”

You took a bite out of a piece of bacon. “Last we were doing was trying to find Vanya.”

“Alright then this is the closest thing to a quorum…” he started banging silverware on the table. “that we’re gonna get. Now listening up. There’s no easy way to say this, so I’m just gonna spit it out……yeah.”

He faded into silence. You all looked at him expectantly and when he didn’t keep going, Luther urged him.

“Klaus.”

“I conjured Dad last night.”

That perked everyone up but once again, Klaus didn’t keep going. You gestured your hand.

“And? Did he say anything interesting?”

Luther interrupted. “I thought you said you haven’t been able to conjure in years.”

“Yes, yes, I know, but I’m sober. Ta-da!”

“Aww, good for you.”

Klaus nodded in your direction. “Thank you.”

“How you feeling?”

“Like shit but that’s not important.”

Another lead into silence. Luther rolled his eyes. “Anyone got any aspirin?”

“Top shelf, above the crackers.” Five answered curtly.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Klaus urged. “This is serious, guys, all right? This really happened. I swear.”

Five relented. “Okay, fine. I’ll play. What did the old man have to say?”

“Well, he gave me the usual lecture about my appearance and my failures in life.”

“Sounds like him.” You threw out quickly before taking a sip of your coffee.

“Yeah, no surprise, I know. Even the afterlife couldn’t soften a bar dass like Dad, right? But he did mention something about his murder, or lack thereof, because…he killed himself.”

……………………………

“Say sike right now”.

Klaus shook his head.

Luther groaned, beginning to stand up. “I don’t have time for your games Klaus.”

“I’m telling you the truth, Luther. I’m telling you the truth.”

“Why’d he do it then?” Five asked.

“He said it was the only way to get us all home again.”

Luther shook his head. “No, Dad wouldn’t just kill himself.”

Five added onto Klaus’ reason. “You said it yourself, he was depressed. Holed up in his office and room all day and night,”

“No, there weren’t any signs. Suicidal people exhibit certain tendencies, strange behaviors.”

“Like sending someone to the Moon for no reason?” Klaus suggested.

Luther glared at Klaus. “I swear to God, Klaus, if you’re lying…”

Klaus threw his hands up in defense. “I’m not. I’m not.”

“Master Klaus is correct.”

All of you turned to see Pogo entering the room. His presence being a sight for sore eyes in the midst of all that’s going on but his confirmation souring his appearance.

“What?” You were in disbelief.

“Regretfully….” He sighed. “I helped Master Hargreaves enact his plan.”

‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ You thought.

Luther fully turned to Pogo. “What?”

“So did Grace.”

The hits just keep coming.

“It was a difficult choice for both of us. More difficult than you know.” He continued. “Prior to your father’s death, Grace’s programming was adjusted so that she was incapable of administering medical aid.”

“Sick bastard.”

“So the security tape we saw?”

“It was meant to further the murder mystery. Your father hoped that being back here, solving it together…”

You all felt annoyance wash over you.

“This is such bullshit.” You spouted. “At no point whatsoever did you think to just be…upfront? What was all of this for? Bring us all together and then what?”

“You would all come together to save the world.”

You scoffed. “Save the world?” You angrily stood up from your seat and started pacing back and forth. “This man’s head was really so far up his ass that he thought him dying…would undo….everything.”

There was a simmering among all of you.

“That….PRICK!” You shouted, causing everyone to jump.

“Glowbug…”

“He treated us like lab rats. Pets meant to perform. He wanted so little to do with us on a nurturing level that he created a robot to take care of us. For him to think that his death would matter so much to us as to reform the academy….the fucking ego. It was HIS fault that the academy broke up. The moment he blamed us for Ben’s death…that showed us……that showed me that he didn’t care about what happened to us. The only people who gave a slither of a shit about his murder were Luther and Diego and Diego only cared because thanks to dear old dad, Diego has a hero complex the size of Texas. Luther only cared because he genuinely thought that maybe, just MAYBE our dad might care about him the most because stayed!”

Luther was taken aback with a hint of embarrassment, even leaning back a bit.

“Klaus is a fucking addict!”

“Recovering.”

“A recovering addict because our dad locked him in a mausoleum! The way he treated Vanya was downright cruel and unnecessary. We meant NOTHING to this man. You’ve seen it first hand, Pogo!”

“You’re father…had his own way of showing how much he care—”

You started shaking your head. “No, no! Don’t do that. Don’t…excuse his shitty parenting. We were nothing more than a failed pet project for him. I can't believe you let us scramble around like that.”

Pogo didn’t respond, causing you to roll your eyes and storm out of the room. Luther watched as you left the room, standing up with the intention of going after you but his rage didn’t allow him to just leave everything at that.

“First the Moon mission and now this…” he threw a glare Pogo’s way.

——✨——

Then

You were all lined up dressed in black karate gis in a white room. It made you nauseous with how much it reminded you of the Bright Room.

You could feel yourself distancing from the current reality. Ben glanced in your direction, noticing your distress, he gently took your hand into his own.

While the sudden touch startled you a bit, you relaxed when you realized who it was. Looking over to him, you flashed a gentle smile, earning one back in return.

The short moment of sweetness was broken when your father strided into the room, Pogo trailing behind him. Ben quickly let go of your hand, almost yanking it, straightening himself out.

While you understood why he did so, it hurt to have him snatch away his affections.

“Children! Your last mission was a success.”

You all smiled at the rare compliment. Of course, it didn’t last.

“However, if the world had to rely on your physical performances everyday, it would’ve been destroyed years ago.”

The smiles gradually melted off your faces. Some of you looking down in shame. But all of you tensed. If y’all being instructed to get ready for physical combat wasn’t enough of a sign then Reginald scolding you was another sign.

——✨——

You had all been paired off. Luther and Diego, Klaus and Allison, and then you and Ben. Diego and Luther were practically going at each other’s throats. Allison was having a tough time getting Klaus to take it seriously. Meanwhile, you and Ben were practicing with no intention of hurting each other.

Reginald watched all of you and grew frustrated. He hit his cane against the gong in frustration, stopping all of you.

“I fear for the hostage that has you all as saviors. I’d wish for death.” His words were harsh. “Everyone line up!”

You all did as you were told, planting yourself right next to Ben. Your father eyed each of you. His eyes landing on Ben and then you.

“Number 6! Do you think the enemy will care if Number 8 doesn’t deserve to be hit?”

Ben didn’t respond, only looking up at Reginald with anxiety in his eyes.

The silence irked your father. “I asked you a question.”

Ben shook his head. “No, sir.” He replied meekly.

“Do you think they shall pull their punches when they face off against a child with more power than they can imagine?”

Ben glanced over to you before looking back up at Reginald and shaking his head.

“Then why is it that you seek to send Number 8 into the field with no sense of the danger she’ll be forced to face?”

“I-I’m not—”

“Your excuses and stuttering will endanger the others, Number 6.”

Before Ben could continue, Reginald pulled him from the line-up.

“Number 8, come forward.”

You stepped out of the line-up, facing Ben, who looked like he was becoming increasingly nervous. Reginald approached the gong, smacking again.

“Begin!” He ordered.

However, the two of you didn’t immediately start. Only giving each other scared looks. Ben got into a flimsy stance then you followed suit.

The others all shared uncertain glances towards each other. They knew how sensitive you were and they knew how much Ben was a softie for you. You guys weren’t just gonna fight like your dad wanted.

Reginald huffed. His annoyance flavored the tension that filled the room. Your father then approached the two of you, placing a small bell in between you before going back to his original spot.

“The first of you to ring the bell wins. Failure to participate will result in lack of supper for the night.”

Allison raised an immediate objection. “That’s not fair!”

“Any objections will be met with the same discipline!” He quickly shot her down.

He banged against the gong once more, the two of you tightening up your stances. At this age, Ben’s stature towered over you as did everyone else’s. It was all the more reason that the others were so protective of you during your youths.

You tried making the first move, only to have Ben kick your hand away. You looked up at him in shock. He shrugged, mouthing the words ‘I’m sorry’ before he reached down for the bell. Winning the spar.

‘Why did I let him take it?’ You thought to yourself.

He extended his hand and you had no qualms about taking it.

“Acceptable Number 6! Back to the line!”

You were about to go back as well until your dad stopped you.

“Number 8, stay right there.” He turned to the others. “A unit can only be as strong as their weakest link….and right now that weakest link is Number 8.” He gave you his usual stern look but this time it sent chills down your spine. “Number 8, this lesson will be for you especially. A true hero doesn’t back down from a battle.”

Finally you spoke up. “But I don’t wanna be a hero!” You shouted. Taking everyone by surprise. With everyone looking at you, a tinge of embarrassment washed over you. At least, you think that’s what it was.

“C-can I go to my room…..please?”

Reginald smirked. “Where is this attitude when you need to show it, Number 8?” He didn’t give you an answer. Instead turning to Allison. “Number 3! Step forward!”

Then he placed the bell in between the both of you. You were about to do this again.

The gong rung and you immediately tried going for a quick win but Allison stopped you. “I heard a rumor…”

Of course, you had no recollection of this. You just snapped back into reality seeing Allison holding the bell. The others saw that Allison didn’t even fully rumor you, just placed you in the initial trance.

“Clever thinking, Number 3! Back to the line.”

Allison sent a remorseful look your way. Luther offered Allison a small smile but she didn’t return it. She was too disgusted by what they were being egged on into putting you through.

“Number 4–” Reginald gave Klaus a once over. In the time he’s known you children. He learned that Ben could participate provided he was pressured. Klaus, on the other hand, would not go through with this. “Number 2! Step forward!”

Diego did as he was told. You readied yourself once more. The bell rang. Almost instinctively (almost like you didn’t want to even fight the others) you had the urge to try and grab the bell.

“You know it’s n-not gonna work.” Diego stated. “Come on. You have to fight.” He urged.

You tightened your fists. He shot his arm forward and you leaned back, dodging it in time. Your gaze shot down just in time to catch his foot raising and you slipped back in response. With him off-kiltered, you took the chance to kick the bell off to the side in order to keep it out of reach from Diego. Then you ran towards it, grabbing it and ringing it. You won.

Everyone smiled, Diego included. Now this whole charade can be finished and they could leave—

“Acceptable Number 8! Now, do it again!”

“What?” You said in disbelief. “But I did what you said.”

“Surely you didn’t think one success would be enough to prove you’ve learned, did you? No. The criminals you’ll be faced with will not stop just because you hit them once. Put the bell back and do it again.”

Then he turned to Diego.

“Number 2, I expected better of you. Run the exercise again.”

——✨——

You were exhausted. You had to fight everyone, including Klaus. After all was said and done, your dad told you that your performance was “sufficient” but not enough to earn a meal. Upset, you ran off to your room and hid under your bed.

The first person to find you was Vanya, who came in with some stolen food. She managed to coax you out of your spot and let you rest your head on her thighs. You were still too upset to eat the food she had brought you, only letting out soft sniffles as Vanya rubbed your arm.

“It’s gonna be ok, Y/N.”

“No, it’s not…I hate it here…we’re nothing but prisoners.”

——✨——

Now

You had went back to your room. Not wanting to accidentally face Pogo or anybody else for that matter. Despite the current desire to be left alone, the loud footsteps approaching your room told you otherwise.

The footsteps were only heavily contrasted with the soft knocking. That told you that it was Luther.

“Not really in the mood, Luther.”

Despite this, the door opened slowly and he poked his head in.

“Hey.” He said curtly.

You slowly turned your head to him. “Were there any other lies Pogo needed to get off his chest? Maybe a second group of Umbrella kids like us that he abandoned on the other side of the world? Maybe a portal to another universe? Maybe that our birth mothers never really gave us up and he actually off’d them when they didn’t agree to give us up?”

Luther didn’t respond, merely shrugging. “Let’s go get something to eat.”

——✨——

“So what was life like? You know, outside.” Luther asked, stuffing a muffin into his mouth before drowning it in beer.

You let out an awkward laugh. “Why does it feel like all of you are suddenly asking me that?”

“Well…we all kind of fell off the grid from each other. Then we all got back together and then I realized…I have no clue what you were doing with your life.”

You shrugged. “I was vibing. I was…performing…I was…living. At least I think I was.”

“Whaddya mean?”

You leaned back against your chair. “I don’t know…I guess I always felt like something was missing from it all. Like…something was just keeping me from feeling…fully fulfilled. I thought dad’s death was what I wanted but…felt nothing positive during the funeral. Didn’t even feel like pissing on it like I planned to.”

Luther chuckled. You observed him as he tried to slyly watch the other patrons all in the middle of their life.

“You know, it’s not too late.”

He looked at you. “Hm?”

“For you…to enjoy life. 30 isn’t old you know. Besides, we’re all emotionally stunted beyond belief.” You said, carefully taking a sip of your hot chocolate.

Luther was about to contemplate your suggestion but groaned when he caught sight of the others. The door opened and Klaus came over, bending down to give you a hug from behind.

“Glowbug~🖤”

“Hey, Klaus.”

“Trying a little hair of the dog, are we? Hm?”

“Leave me alone.”

Diego sat down beside Luther. “Give us a minute.”

“Alright.” Klaus replied casually. “Maybe they’ll brood each other to death.” Klaus joked under his breath.

“Look, Dad was wrong to lie to you. To all of us.”

Before Diego could continue, Luther cut him off. “Look, I did my time. All right? Four years up there watching and waiting because he said the world needed me. Four years of nothing but soy paste and processed air because I was naive enough to believe that dads don’t lie to their kids.” His drink hovered below his mouth. “But guess what? The joke’s on me.”

Diego’s fingers tapped against the table as he looked over to you, as if he wanted you to help. You merely shrugged before taking another sip of your drink. Diego then looked over to Klaus and Five before Luther spoke up again.

“Look I’m done. With all of it. With him, with you, with this whole damn…academy.” The last bit was drenched in hatred. “You wanna save the world, you go right ahead. I’m fine to sit here and finish my beer and…get my…buzz on.”

You couldn’t help the laugh the slipped past your lips at Luther’s attempts to be cool and laid back.

“You wanna turn your back on me and your brothers, that's fine. But your sisters deserve better than that…” Diego watched for a reaction from Luther but got nothing but you glanced at Diego before turning back to look at Five and Klaus. Fixing your face in hopes the two of them could give you a hint on what’s happening..

You were here…Vanya was with Leonard…Allison was—

“…Allison deserves better than that.”

Luther perked up. “Allison? What are you talkin’ about?”

“Well, we got ahold of Harold Jenkins’ police file. Turns out Vanya’s boyfriend is a convicted murderer.”

Luther looked to you and you nodded, corroborating the story.

“Who would’ve thought, right? A little hard to trust anyone who wears corduroy.”

“Diego…” you popped in. “Why isn’t Allison with you all?”

Diego turned to you. “She decided to go after Harold Jenkins…alone.”

“What?!”

Luther looked stunned and pissed. “You should’ve led with that! Jesus Christ!” He shot up from the chair leading the charge out of the pub.

The rest of you trailing along. Completely unaware of the horror that you’d come across when you finally reached Vanya and Allison.

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A Leap Of Faith // Five Hargreeves X Reader (Pt.1)

Some info:  Just an inspo from Demon Slayer (totally irrelevant), “Below the Surface” FNAF(also irrelevant) and of course “The Umbrella Academy” show and comics. Reader and Five are 20 for the sake of being mature content (no smut but violence, alcohol and such). I kinda follow the real plot but also not???? There may be multiple endings so be warned. I’m not new to fanfiction but its been a few years so excuse any mistake or not well written parts. Also, English is not my first language so bare with me for any grammar mistakes. Please enjoy the story!! <3

Words: 800

/Part 2/

 “Why? Why did you do this? Are you dumb?”

“I trust you with my life. A leap of faith.”

He smiled bitterly. “Like a leap of faith…That’s our life journey like”

She smiled, coughing up blood. “Like my love for you”

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October 1st 1989 12:00

43 superpowered infants are inexplicably born to random, unconnected women who showed no signs of pregnancy at the start of the day. An extraterrestrial disguised as a famous entrepreneur, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, begins his journey to adopt as many of the kids as he can. In the end, he adopts seven of the children and prepares them to save the world from an unknown threat. Their name?

The Umbrella Academy

Each one of the kids had their own set of skills and paths to walk. From power, to speed, to smarts, looks and many more. Some could ask what about the rest 37…Well, that’s were I come in. Not an Umbrella Academy superhero, not a young girl living her own life. I wasn’t that lucky to be chosen or found by Mr. Hargreeves. Instead, I was raised by the “Unknown” threat, the Commission and especially by her own majesty, the Handler. In the place of saving, I was taught killing. I was taught survival of the fittest and to trust no one. “Trust is a leap of faith with a bad ending” That’s what the Handler had told me and Lila.

I’m sure you have many questions as to what happened and what I’m trying to say. So, let’s hurry up. Time is money after all.

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Present Day, March 24th 2019

/ I think we’re alone now playing/ 

 Dancing was and always will be the way of the family to relax and let their personal burdens away. But a sudden gash of air, an earthquake like feeling disrupts their fun and reunites them outside to face a giant hole connecting them to another time? Place? None of them knew. Usually, Five was into that stuff but he was long gone for 15 years. Like the earth had swollen him whole.

Diego walked out the door first seeing the scenery in front of him in shock “Oh…” The wind was howling loudly pushing Allison’s hair in her face. Luther carefully helped her by pushing it behind her ear and smiled at her lightly before going in front of her protectively. “What is this?” Asked a semi confused and semi scared Vanya/Viktor as she carefully walked closer to it. Allison immediately got in front of her. “Don’t get too close!” she warned Vanya but really it was meant for all of them as she held Luther’s arm. Diego kept staring at the huge hole in front of them ”Yeah, no shit…” he said rolling his eyes slightly. “It looks like some sort of temporal anomaly” he added which of course Luther would have to comment on it. “Either that or a miniature black hole. One of the two” “Pretty big difference there,  Paul Bunyan”.

“OUT OF THE WAY!” Klaus screamed running to the front using the fire extinguisher in an attempt to help but of course no use which he proceeded with throwing the item through the hole. “What are you-“ Luther begun but his brother’s question was soon answered. Allison looked confused and pointed at the anomaly. “What is that gonna do?” “I don’t know~ Do you have a better idea?” Klaus replied whining and pouted as he raised his hands in defeat. A few thunders roared in front of them as they took and few steps back from the thing. They saw two people, an old like couple from the opposite side screaming as they tried to pass the through the hole. As the protective older brother, Luther pushed them behind him holding Allison’s hand. “Everyone, get behind me.” “Yeah, get behind us.” Diego said joining his brother at the front. They may have grown apart but thy were still a family. And a family always sticks up for one another. Klaus swayed from left to right in his high like state. “I vote for running, c’mon” he said ready to grab Vanya’s hand and run to the door.

Two loud screams stopped them from moving when suddenly the elderly couple slowly transformed into two youngsters and fell in front of them. “ Well…that was a trip I ain’t planning on repeating.” The girl said standing up and felt her outfit a bit looser. She turned to look at her companion only to find him but younger and just different. “Oh no” “Does..anyone else see lil Number Five with a fine lady, or is it just me?” Her head snapped to the drunk like man who spoke. Five stood up looking at his body, then  his friend and lastly his companion. “Shit….”

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Kassandra Hargreeves' Scenes, S01E05: Number Five (Part 1)

This episode features a lot of grief that Kassandra goes through with her siblings

Diego's Grief

Kassandra’s muscles tensed up. She could feel a whirl of emotions headed their way. Anger, grief, despair. Suddenly, the door flew open. It slammed into the wall behind it with a loud, metallic clang. With the noise, Diego came in, looking ready to commit murder.

“Piece of shit”, he growled.

He was headed straight towards Five. Immediately, both Kassandra and Luther got up and stood in front of him.

“Do you have any idea what you just did?!”

It took Luther’s super strength to hold him back. He struggled and wriggled like a wild animal.

“Let me get- No- Get your ape hands off of me!”

“I can do this for as long as it takes you to calm down”, Luther remarked.

Kassandra wanted to say something. She really did. But the onslaught of emotions she felt from Diego left little to be said. What could she say that he would want to hear or even accept hearing? Slowly, Diego stopped struggling. He scoffed.

“... Fine.”

Luther let him go, then said: “Wanna tell us what you’re talking about?”

“Our brother’s been pretty busy since he got back”, Diego hissed, struggling to keep his voice from breaking. “He was in the middle of that shootout at Griddy’s and then at Gimble Brothers after the guys in masks attacked the Academy looking for him.”

“None of which is any of your concern”, Five commented in a bored fashion.

Diego’s eyes were widened with the horrors he had seen. “It is now”, he said between shaky breaths. “They just killed my friend.”

She had been more than just a friend. Kassandra felt it yelled at her, everything Diego had felt for Eudora Patch, every ounce of love turned to pain. As Luther’s eyes went demandingly to Five, Kassandra’s were caught on Diego. She hoped that they spoke everything she failed to say.

“Who are they, Five?” Luther demanded to know.

Kassandra wished she could tell them. She wanted to spit everything out, but she knew the words would get stuck in her throat because Five kept everything a secret.

“... They work for my former employer”, he finally confessed. “A woman called The Handler. She sent them. To stop me. Then, soon as Diego’s friend got in the way, well, fair game.”

Horrified, Kassandra looked at Five. Fair game?! How could he say something like that?

“And now they’re my fair game”, Diego growled. “And I’m gonna see to that they pay.”

“That would be a mistake, Diego, they’ve killed people far more dangerous than you.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.”

With those words, he was out of the door. That was when Kassandra’s frozen state thawed. She sprinted up the little staircase to the door two steps at a time and followed him. Her heartbeat hurting her chest, she looked around the room to find him, only to see him go outside. So, she went after him. In the alley next to the house, she finally caught up to him.

“Diego!”

He stopped with his hand on the door to his car. It was shaking.

“Go away, Kassandra.”

His voice was nothing more than a whisper. The pain spoke louder than he still could. Kassandra felt like she was in a hurricane of grief, screaming at her from every cell of Diego’s heart.

“I’m not leaving you like this”, Kassandra said, firmly yet softly at the same time.

“Are you gonna try and stop me from getting these bastards?” Diego asked, still not looking at her.

“No. I know I can’t do that. I just…” she sighed.

Carefully, she got closer to Diego and put a hand on his shoulder. She could hear his breathing now, shallow and shaky. If she could see his face, she was sure of it, her heart would finally shatter.

“I want you to know that I’m still here. You’re not alone with your feelings. Whatever you need, if you want to talk or if you don’t want to talk and just-”

Suddenly, Diego turned around and pulled her against him as if his life depended on it. He started sobbing, finally breaking. Kassandra swallowed her own tears and held him close, rubbing her hands across his back. From her mind to his, she sent him all the comfort she could gather, all the love in her heart, hoping that it would make his pain better even in the slightest.

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Klaus's Return

Kassandra had just finished reading the last word of the paragraph when she felt a change in the voices coming to her head. It was like a rain cloud had moved over her brain. She closed her book and put it down. Immediately, she was reminded of something Diego had said about her once: She sniffed out negative emotions like a dog. It was true. But was that so bad? All she wanted to do was help. That was when it hit her who these emotions belonged to, this grief and pain: Klaus. Kassandra immediately pulled off her gloves and rushed out into the hallway. There he was. Her breath got stuck in her throat.

“Hey, Kass…

“Klaus… Oh, god…”

Klaus was wearing a torn-up military uniform in green. It was missing its sleeves, revealing a tattoo of a skull and a banner on his left arm. Dirt was smudged all over his skin. But most horrifyingly of all, his hands were covered in blood.

“I don’t wanna talk about it”, Klaus said weakly.

“That’s alright”, Kassandra whispered, her voice having escaped her. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Klaus nodded, though only slightly and very jerkily.

Gently, Kassandra put a hand on his back and led him to the bathroom. There, she prepared a bath for him while he peeled himself out of his clothes. She helped him into the bathtub. His bloody hands left stains on the sides of the tub and on her skin. Carefully, she dipped a towel into the bathwater and started rubbing the blood off. As she held his hand, she learned everything. About the man and the woman who had kidnapped him, about the torture, about the briefcase. About Vietnam, about Dave, about the love, about his death. The story made Kassandra want to scream and cry but she swallowed it all down. Through the pain constantly flowing into her from Klaus’s hands, she held them gently and through the blood and the dirt she saw her brother who had been hurt. He needed her. Every once in a while, she could hear shots echoing inside his mind, helicopters, yelling, Klaus’s own voice calling Dave’s name. Tirelessly, Kassandra sent comfort, love and affection to Klaus’s head, a small bit of relief against the horrors that were lurking all across his brain. When all the dirt and blood was cleaned off, Kassandra washed Klaus’s hair with his favourite shampoo. Then, she helped him out of the bathtub and dried his hair for him. As Klaus sat there on the stool, wrapped in a towel, he looked at least a little bit better. All this time, they had not spoken a word. But now, he was the first to break the silence.

“Thanks, Kass”, he said quietly before clearing his throat.

“Anytime.”

“You probably know everything that happened by now.”

“I do.”

“Could you not tell anyone?”

“I won’t say a word. Not until you’re ready to talk about it.

“Thanks. You’re a good sister.”

Kassandra smiled. “If there’s ever anything else I can do… please, come to me, okay?”

“Alright.”

Kassandra squeezed his hands one last time, then headed back to her room. She tried to pick her book back up, but what she had seen in Klaus’s mind haunted her too much to read even a single word. Absent-mindedly, she put her gloves back on and resorted to staring out the window.

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Veteran

A while later - Kassandra couldn’t tell how long it had been - there was a knock at her door.

“Come in!” she called.

The door opened only a bit and Klaus peeked his head through, into the room. He still looked tired, his mind like darkened skies.

“Hey, Kass”, he mumbled. “Do you wanna go on a road trip?”

“A road trip?” Kassandra echoed. “Where to?”

“Well, it’s not really a road trip. I just wanna go somewhere and I thought you might wanna tag along. Y’know, emotional support.”

That was all he needed to say. If he needed emotional support, Kassandra was going, no matter where to.

“Sure”, she said. “Are we going right now?”

“Yeah, Diego’s already waiting.”

“Do I need anything?”

“No, nothing.”

“Alright.”

Swiftly, Kassandra got up and met Klaus at the door. He was wearing his black coat with the fluffy collar but she could see the green uniform underneath.

“Can I… Can I hold your hand?” Klaus asked carefully.

“Of course”, Kassandra replied.

She took off her gloves and put them in her pocket, then she linked her fingers with Klaus’s. The noises were there again. Gunshots, helicopters, shouting…

Hand in hand, they walked out of the Academy. Diego was already waiting in the car outside. It surprised Kassandra that he had waited at all.

“Kass, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“It’s called having a good relationship with your sister”, Klaus cut in tiredly before Kassandra could say anything. “You should try it too sometime.”

Diego’s eyes looked upon Kassandra and Klaus’s intertwined hands. Then, he looked up into Kassandra’s eyes, looking for answers. But she couldn’t give him any. She and Klaus climbed in the backseat. Then, Klaus named Diego a place to drive to and off they went. As the car started moving and taking turns, Klaus pulled a bottle of vodka from his coat, opened it and started drinking. Kassandra did nothing to stop it. She knew this was how he coped, as awful as it was. Maybe it did actually help just a little against the voices in his brain. At least that was what he always claimed. Every now and then, Diego shot them a look through the mirror, clearly wanting to know what was going on.

“Wow”, he remarked. “My brother Klaus is silent. Last time you were this quiet we were twelve. Ran down the stairs wearing Grace’s heels, tripped over and broke your jaw. How long was it wired shut again?”

Klaus didn’t respond.

“Eight weeks, I think?” Kassandra said.

“Eight glorious weeks of bliss.”

“Hey just… just drop me off here”, Klaus mumbled.

They had reached a large building with an Army logo on it. It looked sad and cold. Diego steered the car into the parking spot in front of it. As soon as they were standing, Klaus pulled himself free of Kassandra’s grasp, pushed the door open and tumbled out.

“You sure you’re okay, man?” Diego called after him.

But there was no response. Klaus just slid the vodka bottle in his coat and walked off to the entrance. Each step of the way, Kassandra’s eyes followed him. It was only when the door to what she learned was a bar closed behind him that she snapped out of her trance-like state. She sighed heavily and started kneading her hands. As she did, she could feel Diego staring at her.

“You mind telling me what’s going on with Klaus?” he asked.

With another sigh, Kassandra looked up at him. What could she tell him? “He… he’s been through a lot”, she finally said.

“With the military?”

She nodded. Diego sighed and removed his seatbelt.

“Come on”, he said curtly. “I don’t like that he’s alone in there.”

A smile spread across Kassandra’s face as she got out of the car with him. That was the Diego she knew. He could pretend not to care for as long as he wanted to, but he did care, more than he’d like to admit.

The two of them entered the dimly lit bar. The bar itself was close to the door, with nobody behind it. Klaus’s coat lay on it, right next to taps filled with what might just be liquor and an emptied shot glass. Careful not to have the bottle in it fall out, Kassandra picked the coat up and hung it over her arm. She could feel Klaus behind her. The rainshower of a broken heart sent shivers down her spine. His thoughts were spinning with happy moments turned sad and the moment of Dave’s death playing over and over. Meanwhile, Diego walked over to Klaus. Kassandra followed him. Klaus was standing in front of a display cabinet. It was filled with pictures and items related to the Vietnam War. One of them was a badge. Kassandra recognized it immediately. Sky Soldiers. 173rd Airborne Brigade. The tattoo on Klaus’s arm. The unit he had landed in during his time travel adventure. Klaus just stood there staring at a picture with adoration and grief. The picture showed the unit. From the right corner, a tiny Klaus looked back at Kassandra and next to him was who Klaus’s world was spinning around. That was Dave. Gently, Diego put a hand on Klaus’s shoulder. This sent a small, weak spark through Klaus’s mind. Still, it was enough to pull him back into reality.

“Just… just go away, please”, he sighed.

That was when Kassandra felt a sense of hostility behind her.

“Hey, guys”, an old man said sharply. “This bar? It’s for vets only.”

“I am a vet”, Klaus mumbled in soft sadness.

“Really?” the man chuckled. “Where’d you serve?”

Kassandra bit her tongue and bound her hands from pointing at the picture in front of her and telling this man to open his eyes.

“None of your business”, Klaus sneered.

“You got balls coming in here pretending to be one of us.”

“Oh, I have every right to be here, just like you”, Klaus growled as he turned around. “Asshole!”

“Let him be, Klaus”, Kassandra whispered, taking his hand. “Let him be ignorant and high-and-mighty, don’t make this worse for yourself.”

But he didn’t listen. Of course, he didn’t. He just scoffed. But he left her hand where it was. If this was a blessing or a curse was to be determined because Kassandra could feel his emotions boiling up. She tried to calm them but the alcohol made getting through hard. Luckily, Diego was there to de-escalate the situation. He stepped between Klaus and the man and held the veteran back.

“Slow down, Marine”, he said. “All right? My brother’s just had a few too many. Let’s just call it a day, all go our own way.”

“Sure thing.”

“Thank you. Klaus-”

“As long as you apologize.”

Klaus just giggled. Kassandra could feel the hostility in the room grow. This would not end well.

“Fine”, Diego said. “I’m sorry. He’s sorry. We’re all sorry. Right, Kass?”

“Yes”, Kassandra said quickly. “We won’t bother you again.”

“I wanna hear him say it”, the veteran said in a tone that made Kassandra’s toes curl.

She could hear it in his thoughts: He was well aware that Klaus couldn’t say it. All of this was done on purpose. This man was out for trouble. Kassandra pressed her lips together and swallowed her anger.

“... Klaus?”

“No, no, no, he’s right”, Klaus said, but it was so insincere. Not in his tone, in his tone only slightly, but in his mind. So much so that it made Kassandra start to worry about his safety. “He’s right. He’s right. I’d like to apologize… that you… are depriving some village of their idiot!”

Now it was over. The veteran swung his fist for Klaus. Somehow, miraculously, Klaus’s reaction time was still fast enough for him to dodge. From there, the situation escalated. Klaus attacked back and Diego was immediately in on the fight too, jumping at another veteran that had come. Kassandra stepped back, shaken. Why did everything have to end in violence? Why were some people just out for confrontation for fun? Suddenly, she felt someone grab her arm. Their grip was firm and she could feel aggression writhe against her senses from behind. Quickly, she pulled herself free, staring into the eyes of another veteran. What had she done to be pulled into this? Swiftly, she dodged a swing of the attacker’s fist. Well, there was no way around it now. With all her strength, she kicked the man in the stomach, making him double over. Then, she slammed her knee into his face. Luckily, the bar had not been very full. While Kassandra had been contemplating the situation, Diego and Klaus had taken care of the other guests. The three sibling rushed for the door together. They scrambled into the car and drove off. Diego had a grin on his face and Klaus finally looked alive again, chuckling at the situation. Both had cut lips and some other minor injuries. After driving a few blocks, Diego stopped the car again. They were close to Griddy’s Donuts now.

“You got a big mouth, you know that?” Diego remarked.

“Oh wow, what a truly shocking revelation, Diego”, Klaus chuckled.

“Everything’s a big joke to you, right?”

That was when Kassandra spotted Klaus pulling a small packet of pills from his coat. Without a word, she took them from his hands and put them in her own pocket, away from him. Diego had noticed too.

“Why are you putting that shit in your body?” he asked, turning around and bending to face the backseat. “Look. My body is a temple. What you’re doing is just weakness.”

“Oh, but weakness feels so good”, Klaus sighed, pulling out another packet.

Kassandra was quick to confiscate it again.

“Stop it!” Diego shouted. His emotions were coming together again. “What’s going on with you?!”

“Stop yelling!” Klaus whined back. “Why are you yelling at me?”

“Don’t act like everything is alright because I saw you in there”, Diego barked. “You were crying like a baby!”

“Wh- Because I lost someone!” Klaus cried out.

Now, the car was silent. That was Diego. He never knew how to express his feelings well. It was good he cared, but maybe he could have worded it differently. Then again, would Klaus have told the truth if he had been pressured less? Carefully, Kassandra wrapped her hand around Klaus’s and squeezed it lightly. This emotional rollercoaster was really wearing him down. He let his head fall onto her shoulder, his entire body collapsing on itself and leaning against her.

“I lost someone. The only… the only person I’ve ever truly loved more than myself. - Cheers.”

This time, Kassandra didn’t stop him. The pill went down his throat. Soon, it would reach his brain. But it was no use trying to hold him back. Not now.

“Well, you’re luckier than most”, Diego mumbled. “When you lose someone… at least you can… see them whenever you want.”

To this, Klaus said nothing. Silently Kassandra suffered with him. She knew why he couldn’t do it. It was the drugs, she knew, but to convince him to stop taking them… Meanwhile, Diego spotted something through the window. He had turned to alert mode again. His aura was shaken by his hunting instinct kicking in, his thirst for revenge. Back at Griddy’s Donuts, he had spotted one of the attackers from the Academy.

“That’s our man.”

Now, Klaus turned around too. “Hey, I know that guy.”

“How could you possibly know that-”

“He and a really angry lady tortured me. I barely got out with my life.”

Suddenly, Kassandra realized she too was struck with a thirst for revenge. Now, she understood Diego’s obsession. The things Hazel and Cha-Cha had done to her family, to Diego, to Klaus… she wanted justice.

“We gotta get this guy”, Diego murmured. “Kass, this is gonna get violent, if you wanna hop out-”

“No, I’m coming along”, Kassandra said firmly.

A slight smirk spread across Diego’s face. “I like this new you.”