18 | Truth Hurts

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Y/n's POV
Five cleared his throat, "So?"

Diego held a file in his hand. "You're welcome."

Allison ripped the folder out if his hand, opening it.

"Holy shit," she exclaimed.

"What?" I asked.

"Harold Jenkins is Leonard Peabody," she announced, showing us a photo of him.

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"Be careful, okay? We don't know what Peabody's capable of," Allison called as we walked up to Harold's house.

"Yeah, he didn't seem dangerous when I first saw him," Diego sighed. "Looked kinda scrawny."

"Yeah, well, so are most serial killers and mass murders. I mean, look at him," Allison explained, gesturing to Five.

"Thanks," Five said.

"Good point. So what's this guy want with Vanya?" Diego asked.

"I don't know. How about we ask him after we kill him?" Five exclaimed as we walked up the steps to the house.

"Woah, woah. Hey, look, I'm gonna burst through-" Diego started.

He looked back, noticing that Allison was no longer behind him. "You know what? It would be nice for people just to stick to-"

Five grabbed my hand and teleported us inside the house.

"Subtle," Allison remarked, seeing how Diego burst through the window.

I opened the front door, "You know, the door was unlocked."

"Yeah, well, my way works just fine," he shot back, getting up from the broken glass. "Spread out. Yell if you, uh...you know, you're in trouble.

"Ah, inspiring leadership," Five complimented.

"One of the greats," Allison added.

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"Guys, you need to see this," Allison called from upstairs.

We ran upstairs to se what she found.

"All our faces are burnt off."

"Well, that's not creepy," Diego deadpanned as we looked at the beheaded figurines of the Umbrella Academy. "This guy's got some serious issues."

"This was never about Vanya," Allison said.

Five gasped, clutching his side.

"This was about us," she continued.

"Five?" I mumbled, looking at him with worry.

Five fell to the ground.

"Five. Wh-" Allison remarked.

"Five? What's wrong?" I asked, holding him.

He groaned, panting.

"Wh-Blood," Allison muttered.

My eyes widened as I pulled up his shirt, revealing a gunshot wound.

"Jesus, Five," Diego exclaimed. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"You have to keep going," Five whispered. "So...close."

"Five," Allison spoke sternly, looking at him.

"Five!" I called, my voice breaking as I shook him.

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I watched as Grace cleaned Five up.

"Anything?" Diego asked as Allison walked up to him.

"There's no answer at Vanya's place. And the receptionist at her music school said she was a no-show for her lessons today."

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