❝ oh, you haven't heard? damaged people thrive when side by side. ❞
in which the amateur magician and the intense vigilante cross paths far too many times.
BOOK ONE IN THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY SERIES
SABRINA NILSSON STAND ALONE
UMBRELLA ACADEMY SEASON 1...
"What's a pretty thing like you walking around all alone at two o'clock?" one of the burly men asked in a patronising tone. Sabrina tilted her head and smiled slyly. "You might get yourself hurt."
"Well, I've got a day off work tomorrow...well, technically today," Sabrina shrugged lightly in response, maintaining eye contact with the man she was conversing with. She wasn't scared, she was actually full of adrenaline. "So, I thought I'd take a nice stroll around the city, see the night life. You guys come out here often?"
"You talk too much," another piped up, her voice sharp and irritated. Sabrina's eyes travelled over and met a pair of sharp blue ones.
"Talking's great! I love to talk, I think it's the best weapon," Sabrina responded brightly. "You've got lovely eyes, by the way. Usually I get sick of people with blue eyes, cause they talk about them all the time. I think brown eyes should get more appreciation, don't you think? They're gorgeous."
"Shut up," the woman hissed, the knife in her hand glinting in the limited streetlight. It was a dark alleyway, with no possible escape. To put it simply, Sabrina was screwed. Her dumbass didn't know that yet, though.
"Ouch," she hummed in response, tucking her hands in her pockets. The gang members straightened up a little bit, and she slowly removed them once more. "Don't worry, fellas. I'm unarmed. All I've got is a five dollar switchblade I found a few years ago. I'm not really one for knives or firearms. They all seem a little...deadly. I mean, there are far more interesting ways to get hurt. You could...fall down three flights of stairs, fight a bear, slam your fingers in a car door..."
"If she says one more word I'm putting a bullet in her head," a fourth person growled, and Sabrina pursed her lips, the ends quirking up a little bit.
"Not her head," the first man held his finger up. "Wouldn't want to ruin that beautiful face. Do the legs instead. That means she can't run away."
It had now settled in.
You see? This was why Diego didn't want you to go on a mission with him, let alone by yourself! You could probably fight two people, maximum. There's eight or nine here, which you didn't even bother counting. They've all got weapons, and what do you have? A shitty knife and sheer dumb luck? What're you gonna do, charm them into letting you go? God, you're such an idiot. You've never been able to manipulate more than one person at a time unless they're kids who share the same damn dream. You should've listened to Diego, yet here you are. An absolute dumbass.
Maybe the voice in her head was right. It usually was, but Sabrina just never bothered to listen to it. It probably would've been the best idea to pay attention this one time, though.
"Only one more word, honey," the man sneered, and Sabrina hesitated, finally letting the fear seep into her features. "Ah, you're scared now, aren't ya? Guess you've finally learned who you're dealing with."
"A douchebag and his dreamboat gun buddies?" her quip escaped her before she could stop it, and she quickly clamped her mouth shut. Her eyes widened in shock of what she had just done. Great, now, she was screwed. Before she could even breathe or move a muscle, she felt a burning pain in her thigh following a loud 'bang'. Gasping in shock, Sabrina fell back against the wall of the alleyway, her eyes flickering down to see gushing blood from her leg. "Shit, you weren't kidding."
Bang!
Sabrina screamed and fell to the ground, tears involuntarily streaming down her cheeks. The other leg had a hole in it now, too.
What did I say? Dumbass.
Her teeth clenched together until her jaw began to hurt as the searing sensation spread across her body. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
She didn't even realise she had shut her eyes. She tried to open them, but everything seemed to be spinning. Was she dying?
"You're such a fucking moron," she heard someone say. It was muted and sounded like an old commercial from the seventies. She had seen one on television on some kind of anniversary or a death of someone. She couldn't really remember. "Brie, stay with me, okay?"
"Did I beat them?" she slurred, stirring a little as she felt a little lighter. "Did I win?"
"Of course you didn't win," the person grumbled in response. "I'm gonna help you, alright?"
Sabrina's head lolled to the side and she hummed, before wincing in agony. "Ow."
Diego ran his hands through his hair as he stared down at her broken body, before back at the fatalities he had left in his wake. She was incredibly lucky that he had gotten her voicemail in time, and that he knew this city like the back of his hand. The gang was no match for his sharpshooting skills, but they had gotten to the woman before he could stop the bullets. "You're gonna be okay."
She was gonna be okay.
★☆
TO REITERATE.
SABRINA. IS. A. DUMBASS.
SHE IS SO FUCKING STUPID AND NAIVE
SHE'S LIKE: OMG WHAT IF I JUST FOUGHT A BUNCH OF PEOPLE WAY STRONGER AND MORE EXPERIENCED IN EVERY ASPECT OF FIGHTING THAN ME
DEADASS THIS IS SABRINA AFTER ACTIVELY CHOOSING TO GO AND GET HER ASS WHOOPED WITH NO CHANCE OF SUCCESS WHATSOEVER;
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GOD. SHE'S SUCH AN IDIOT. but i love her. don't be mean to my precious baby she may be dumb but she would die for you and i would die for her.
