n. a moment that seemed innocuous at the time but ended up marking a diversion into a strange new era of your life-set in motion not by a series of jolting epiphanies but by tiny imperceptible differences between one ordinary day and the next, until...
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We watch as Vanya walks away heading for the phone, not trying to stop her. I turn back around and pour more coffee in my cup.
'God, even the 60's don't have decent coffee.' I think to myself, as I turn towards Marah.
Marah's already looking at me when I turn towards her.
"You gonna tell her?" Rosie asks. It takes me second to think of what she's talking about, before it clicks that she's talking about Vanya and the apocalypse.
"No." I respond after a moment of silence.
"Look, Five..." Marah starts, grabbing her coffee, she takes a sip. "I want to help you with this apocalypse, I really do. But, what happens if we don't stop it and you have to jump us out of here, to save us, again? What if this time, I lose you for good.
"I've lived five years without this family, here in Dallas. I lived in Hell for years. I won't mind if we get separated. I just need to know, so I can prepare myself." She whispers the last part.
I think over what she's saying. She's right, as usual, there's a big possibility that I have to jump us out of here again. I don't respond as I take another sip of the gross coffee, knowing she doesn't really want me to respond.
I look over towards Vanya, sighing and getting out of my seat and walking towards her. I press on the button that ends the call, causing her to turn towards me, angry.
"What the hell?" exclaims Vanya.
"We don't have time for this." I mutter.
"That was my friend you just hung up on." Vanya continues.
"Listen to me." I seethe. "Those people from the field are coming after us. They are never going to stop. Do you understand me? We need to stick together, find the others, and figure out a way to stop doomsday."
I motion towards the phone. "Whoever this person is, they can't be more important than the end of the world. We need to go."
Vanya reluctantly put the phone back and followed me as we grabbed Marah and left the diner.
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Before heading to the fighting ring where Luther is, I made Five and Vanya stop at the bakery so I could grab my stuff.
I knew once Five found me I'd never go back to staying with Sawyer and Oriella. No matter how much I wanted to.
I knew that five years without my family would do some damage to me, but I guess they never guessed it would end with me in jail.
We pulled into a spot in front of the bakery a few minutes later. Stepping out of the car, I don't bother to close the door and walk inside.
The bell rings when I open the door. Ella and Saw's heads turn towards the door, though Saw's is not fully visible.
"Mar, where the hell were you?" Ella asks.
"Finding my family." I mutter, walking behind the counter and grabbing three to-go cups of black coffee.
"Well, did you?" Saw asks.
"Did I what?" I respond, grabbing a pastry and placing it in a bag.
"Find your family." Ella states.
"Oh, yeah. Diego escaped the nut house and then got stabbed by our father apparently. And I found my older sister, who has serious amnesia." I state calmly, walking up the stairs with Sawyer following me as Ella stays behind to help costumers.
"You have a crazy family." Sawyer mutters, helping me grab my stuff.
"Yeah, well, wait till we're all together." I laugh. I grab all my stuff in the bag that I have and walk back downstairs. I get back down and grab my coffee and my pastry, setting my stuff down, I hug Ella.
"thank you." I whisper.
"Anytime, trouble maker." Ella mutters, smiling as she turns back to help a customer.
I walk over to Sawyer, whose back is turned towards the customers. "I'm gonna miss you Saw."
She turns towards me, not showing the customers her face. She hugs me, whispering towards me. "Don't miss me to much."
I laugh, nodding my head and grabbing my stuff, the coffee, and my pastry before leaving the bakery and walking back towards the car.
I open the trunk and throw my stuff in. I close the trunk and open the passenger door, handing out the coffee's to Five and Vanya.
"So, are we going to watch Luther beat people up or what?" I ask, taking a bit of my pastry.
"Yeah." Five mumbles, starting the car and driving towards the underground fight club that Luther is fighting in.
We arrive ten minutes later, parking the car and walking inside the fight club.
We walk into the fight club to see Luther fighting his opponent. As we lay down to see the fight, we see Luther just stand there, allowing his opponent to hit him.
"Look, he's pummeling him." states Vanya.
"I don't quite remember the rules for underground fighting, but isn't he supposed to fight back?" I ask Five.
"Hit me again." We hear Luther yell to his opponent, Lights out Lubbock.
"The hell are you doing?" shouts Jack Ruby, towards Luther.
Lights out Lubbock growls, throwing Luther aside like he weights nothing.
"Oh my god, Luther." whispers Vanya.
"Why isn't he fighting back?" Five asks, to no one in particular.
"I thought you knew all about this stuff." I whisper-yell at Five.
"Where did you get that idea?" he retorts.
"I dunno. You just seem like the kind of person who would know all this stuff." I respond, looking back at the fight, hissing when I see Luther get hit again.
"You are so weird." Five mutters.
We continue watching the fight, Lights out Lubbock continues to pummel Luther, as our ape-like brother just stands there.
"Hit me again." Luther yells.
Lights out Lubbock just grunts.
"Again! Hit me!" Luther shouts.
"Luther, are you crazy? Just hit him." Five yells towards Luther.
"Come on, Luther." shouts Jack.
"Hit me. I wanna feel pain." Luther cries out, motioning towards his face. "Give me everything you've got."
Lights out Lubbock swings his right arm, sending an uppercut towards Luther, sending our brother flying through the air with a smile on his face.
"Well, he did say to give him everything he had." I state, looking towards my knocked out brother.
"Not funny, love." Five mutters. "Shit. Luther."
"Why didn't he fight back?" Vanya asks.
We all look at the now conscious brother, as he gets hassled by Jack and yelled at by the crowd. Vanya stands up, walking out of the club. Five pulls me up from my spot as he pulls us out from the fight club, following behind Vanya as we wait for Luther to wake up.
