"You need to lighten up, old man," was the words I heard Klaus say before I finished an apple that I found inside the hospital. Then he went on saying something unexpected, "Hey, you know, I've just realized why you are so uptight," he started and laughed, "You must be horny as hell," I looked at Five then Klaus then at the floor, me and Five didn't do anything, we weren't even in a relationship, but heck that was embarrassing, "Unless you two-."
"No, no, ew, Klaus, no," I stopped him, Five looked at the sky,
"There was this one girl, her name was Dolores," Five said sadly, "We were together for over 30 years," and that people, is how you surprise Klaus, which is very hard to do. Five teleported away and into a Taxi, I followed him and we waved goodbye at Klaus as he shouted for his 20 bucks.
By night, me and Five teleported in front of a clothing thrift shop. We teleported inside and walked around for a bit, I picked out some clothes that I thought would look good on me. Five stood in front of a mannequin, talking. Dolores. I could hear him chuckle and smile, which I hadn't seen him do for 14 years.
All of a sudden, two creeps with masks came into the huge thrift shop. They held up their guns, which looked like AX-50 sniper rifles, pointed at Five, and started shooting. They shot at Dolores's legs and caused her to fall into his arms. he ran towards me and hid behind the rack that I was hiding behind. "Leave the doll here," I said angrily, and Five shook his head. I teleported away, and Five whispered something to Dolores and teleport next to me, "So what's the plan genius?"
"I can't be the brains and the looks of this family," whispered back, Five.
"That's why Luther, Diego, and Allison are the brain and I'm the looks."
"What about me and Klaus?"
"Klaus is useless and you're paranoid."
He sighed and ran behind another few racks away from me, with bullets following his step. He teleported away and the shooters stopped shooting and said something like, They said they were special, with the other one agreeing. I took a knife from the kitchen section of the shop and threw it to Five, and I got myself a baseball bat from the sports section.
Five slit the woman's arm and I hit the man's knee. As they continued to shoot, we teleported here and there and hid. Five grabbed Dolores and put her inside a bag. He tried teleporting but he ran out of energy, I tried to teleport too but I ran out of energy. They shot the rack that was near ours and we knew it was our turn next. We ran behind the main front one with the killers behind us.
"They jumped again," One said, and as the police got there, they walked away. We let out a sigh of relief, and Five hugged the rucksack that contained his doll. We were drenched in sweat and possibly hurt, but were too numb to understand.
We walked into the academy and both stormed upstairs, Luther went to grab Five's shoulder to ask what happened but Five blocked it,
"There's nothing you can do."
"There's nothing any of you can do," I said while walking towards my bedroom, and Five did the same. We had been both crushed under the pressure of the world and our dumb-struck siblings, and I think we'd realized that no matter how hard we tried, we knew the commission would be one step ahead of us. The memories came, of when me and Five were stuck in the future.
The fires were everywhere, we looked around but everything was gone. Five fixed his gaze on some rubble and nudged my arm. I turned around and saw a hand sticking up from the stones, it was holding something. We walked towards it, and we saw that the eye was bloody, but it was fake, some sort of prototype.
Five ripped it from the fingers of the dead person. As I inspected the hand Five looked at the person's head, I lifted a piece of the glove and it showed a tattoo. The Umbrella Academy tattoo. I felt tears build up in my eyes, the male was strong and only one of my siblings came to mind. Luther.
I looked around before getting up. I ran towards another pile of rubble. From afar I looked and saw fluffy hair, and once again, the tattoo. Allison too.
I saw Five shaking another figure, who was dressed in leather and knives. Diego.
Me and Five stumbled past a few more broken buildings and saw someone else. The tattoo this time was clearly visible. Klaus. He too was covered in dust and stones, the bodies were all lifeless. But...Where was Vanya?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
I'm Not A Number
FanfictionLet me make this clear. I am not a number. Just because my super-rich dad named me Eight doesn't mean I am a number. Get ready because this is not a nice fairytale with lovely unicorns and rainbows. This story talks about my family, and they don't m...
