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By luxwonderlands

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[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ ] š°šž šØš§š„š² š¬šžšž šžšššœš” šØš­š”šžš« ššš­ š°šžššš¢š§š š¬ ššš§š šŸš®š§šžš«ššš„š¬
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ ] š›šššššš¬š¬ š¬š­ššš©š„šžš«
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ‘ ] š¬š”šž š”š¢š­ š¦šž. š°š¢š­š” ššš§ šžš§šžš«š š² š›š„ššš¬š­.
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ’ ] š¤š„ššš®š¬'š¬ š©š¢š§š¤ š®š¦š›š«šžš„š„šš
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ“ ] šš š©šØš­ šØšŸ šœšØšŸšŸšžšž
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ” ] š«š®š§ š›šØš² š«š®š§
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ• ] šŸš¢šÆšž š šžš­š¬ š¢š¦š©ššš­š¢šžš§š­ š­š”šžš§ šŖš®šžš¬š­š¢šØš§š¬ šš š§šžšœš¤š„šššœšž
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ– ] šžš¦š©š­š² šœš”ššš¢š«, ššØ šš š¬šØš„šØ
[ šŸŽšŸŽšŸ— ] š°š”šØ'š¬ ššžš„šØš«šžš¬
[ šŸŽšŸšŸŽ ] šžš±š­š«šš šØš«šš¢š§ššš«š² ššš§š šš š š®š§š¬š”šØš­ š°šØš®š§š
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ ] šœš¢š ššš«šžš­š­šžš¬ ššš§š ššš„šœšØš”šØš„ š¢š§ š­š”šž š¦šØš«š§š¢š§š 
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ ] š„š¢š›š«ššš«š² ššššÆšžš§š­š®š«šžš¬ š°š¢š­š” š²/š§ ššš§š šŸš¢šÆšž
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ‘ ] š§š®š¦š›šžš« šŸš¢šÆšž
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ’ ] š¦ššš­š” šžšŖš®ššš­š¢šØš§š¬, šŸš­. šš®š¦š› š„š®š­š”šžš«
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ“ ] š°šžšš§šžš¬šššš² šŸ–:šŸšŸ“ ššš¦
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ” ] š šžš«ššš„š š£šžš§š¤š¢š§š¬
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ• ] šš š­š”š«šØššš­ ššš§š šš š¬š­šØš¦šššœš”
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ– ] š”ššš³šžš„ šÆš¬. šš¢šžš šØ
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[ šŸŽšŸšŸŽ ] š¬š”šž š¬š„ššš©š©šžš š¦šž.
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ ] š«šžš„ššš­š¢šØš§? š¬š­š®š©š¢š š›š«šØš­š”šžš«
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ ] šš¢šžš šØ ššš§š š”š¢š¬ šœš«ššš³š² š„šššš²
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ‘ ] š¢ š”šššÆšž š›š«šØš­š”šžš« ššš§š šš š¬š¢š¬š­šžš«?
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ’ ] š”š¢š š” šŸš¢šÆšžš¬
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ“ ] š”ššš«š š«šžšžšÆšžš¬ šŸššš¦š¢š„š² š«šžš®š§š¢šØš§
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ” ] š­š”ššš­'š¬ š­š”šž ššžššš„
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ• ] š¬šØš«š«š². šššš«šžš§ššš„š¢š§šž š«š®š¬š”
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ– ] š­š«ššš©š©šžš. šŸšØš«šžšÆšžš«. š¬š¦ššš„š„. š©š®š›šžš¬šžš§š­.
[ šŸŽšŸšŸ— ] š°šžš„š„, š¢ ššš¢š§'š­ šœšØš¦š©š„ššš¢š§š¢š§š 
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸŽ ] š¬š”š¢š­.
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[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ ] š­š”šž š®š¦š›š«šžš„š„ššš¬ š šžš­ š­š”šžš¢š« ššš¬š¬šžš¬ š¤š¢šœš¤šžš š›š² š›š¢š«šš¬
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ ] š²/š§ š§šžšžšš¬ šš š©š«š¢š§šœšžš¬š¬ ššÆš š©š„ššš²šžš« ššš¬ššš© ššš§š š©š®š„š„š¬ šØš®š­ šš š°šžš¢š«š ššš¬š¬ ššš
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ‘ ] š¬š”šØš©š©š¢š§š  ššššÆšžš§š­š®š«šžš¬ š°š¢š­š” š²/š§ ššš§š šŸš¢šÆšž, šŸš­. šš š”šØš«š§š² š¤š„ššš®š¬ šœšØš§šÆšØ
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ’ ] š°š”š¢š­šž š›ššš›š¢šžš¬, šÆš¢š¤š­šØš«, š„šØš›š¬š­šžš«š¬, š¬š¦š®š­ š­ššš„š¤, ššš§š ššš§ š®š§š¬š­šØš©š©ššš›š„šž šœš«šžš°
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ“ ] š«šžš¬š­ š¢š§ š©šžšššœšž š¦š«. š­š«š®šŸšŸš„šžš¬. š²šØš® š°šžš«šž š„šØšÆšžš ššžššš«š„š² š›š² š¦šØš¦š¦š² :(
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ” ] šŸš¢šÆšž ššš„š¦šØš¬š­ š¬ššš° šš š§ššš¤šžš š©šžš«š¬šØš§, ššš§š š„š¢š„šš'š¬ šš šŸš«šžššš¤š² šŸš®šœš¤
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ• ] ššš§ šØš„š š¦ššš«š«š¢šžš šœšØš®š©š„šž š­š”ššš­ š°š¢š„š„ š¬šØšØš§ š«šØš­ ššš°ššš² šØš§ šš š©šØš«šœš”
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ– ] š­š”šž š‰.š„ š¦šžš­š”šØš
[ šŸŽšŸ‘šŸ— ] šœššš¦šžš«šØš§ š›šØš²šœšž, š¬š®š ššš« šššššš¢šžš¬, ššš§š š­š”šž šÆšØš¢š
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸŽ ] š­š”ššš­ š¢š¬ šš š”šØš«š«š¢š›š„šž š¬š­šØš«š²
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ ] š¬šœš«ššš­šœš”šžš¬, š©šžššØš¬, ššš§š š šØšØšš›š²šž š¦š®š¬š¢šœ š©š„ššš²šžš«
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ ] š­š”šž š°ššš„š¤ ššØš°š§ š¦šžš¦šØš«š² š„ššš§šž
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ‘ ] . . . šŒšššœšž?
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ’ ] š¦šØšÆš¢šžš¬, šœšØš«š§ šØš§ š­š”šž šœšØš›, ššš§š š­š”šž š š«šžššš­ š¤š®š šžš„-šŸššš«š­ . . . ?
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ“ ] šÆš¢š¤š­šØš« š”ššš«š š«šžšžšÆšžš¬: š”šž š¢š¬ š§šØš­ šš š›šžš, š›š®š­ š”šž š’Šš’” šš š¬š§šššœš¤
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ” ] šš š§š¢š š”š­ š­šØ š«šžš¦šžš¦š›šžš«
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ• ] šš«š®š§š¤ š¬ššš²š¢š§š š¬ ššš«šž š¬šØš›šžš« š­š”šØš®š š”š­š¬
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ– ] šŸš®šœš¤ š¦šØš­š”šžš« š§ššš­š®š«šž
[ šŸŽšŸ’šŸ— ] šžšÆšžš«š²š­š”š¢š§š 'š¬ šŸššš„š„š¢š§š  ššš©ššš«š­

[ šŸŽšŸšŸ— ] š­š”šž (š›šššššš¬š¬) š°š”š¢š­šž šÆš¢šØš„š¢š§

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By luxwonderlands

All the sudden, I was woken up by rumbling and dust falling from the ceiling. I got up from my bed and touched my forehead to see blood. I remembered how Luther hit me on the head with a brick and locked Vanya in the vault.

The house continues to violently shake, so I run to my door and try to open it, but it doesn't budge. "Help! Someone help!" I keep trying to yank my door open.

"Y/n!" I hear someone say from the outside.

The house then starts to crumble down with me inside. I try to push the ceiling up with my telekinesis, but it doesn't hold and that's the last thing I remember before everything goes black.

________________________________

𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬

The academy had fallen down and everything was crumbled and broken. Luther told us that Vanya killed Pogo and we told him that Mom had gotten crushed with the house.

"Guys. This is it. The apocalypse is still on. The world ends today." Five runs up to us.

"I thought you said it was over." Luther walks closer.

"I was wrong, okay?"

Never thought he'd admit to that.

"This newspaper, I found it in the future the day I got stuck. The headline hasn't changed."

"No, that doesn't mean anything. The time could've been altered since that newspaper came out this morning," denies Diego.

"You're not listening to me. When I found it, I assumed this place came down along with everything else. But here we are. The Moon's still shining, the Earth is in one piece, but not the academy.," Five explains.

I go up to him and grab the newspaper from him, "I'm confused."

Five clenches his jaw. "Then listen to me, you idiot! Vanya destroys the academy before the apocalypse. I thought Harold Jenkins was the cause, but he was the fuse. Vanya is the bomb. Vanya causes the apocalypse."

"Where's Y/n?" Ben asks from aside me. I look around and don't see my little n/n.

"Hey guys, quick question. Where's Y/n?" I ask them. Everyone looks at each other and don't see her.

"Uh oh. I maybe hit her to hard," Luther mutters, but we all hear him.

"Luther, what did you do to her?" Five balls up his fist.

"I hit her in the head with a brick then locked her in her room because she wanted to free Vanya," Luther claims.

"Oh, my god. I'm gonna kill you if she's dead," Five says, starting to look around. Luther was about to say something, but a f/c power blast hit him on the front and one to the side, making him fall down.

Y/n lifted her hand into the air as f/c mist was surrounding his body and he was lifted into the air.

"You do that again, in fact, if you touch me or her again. I will not hesitate to make you dissolve limb my limb. Got it?" Y/n says in a dark, demonic voice while her nose bleeds and her eyes are dark f/c and a sweet smile was placed on her face on her face. Luther nods as he was choked in the air. "WORDS!" Y/n yells in a low voice.

"Yes." Luther chokes out, trying his hardest to take a breath of air.

She smiles again, throwing him across the street. "Oops," she skips over to us, acting as if nothing happened. "Hey, guys. I know, I'm not dead, surprisingly. Almost did though, but then again it wouldn't be the first time right?"

No one says anything, just stares at her still wondering how she's alive. Five tackles her in a hug, placing kissed on her forehead.

Helicopters start to swarm the area as well as cop cars that notice we were down here. "We need to get out of here." Y/n shields her eyes from the bright helicopter lights.

"Regroup at the Superstar. Go!" Diego yells before he runs. Five grabs Y/n hand and spacial jumps them out while Ben and I run.

________________________________

𝐘/𝐧

Five and I arrive in the Superstar Bowling parking lot, and before I could walk towards the entrance, he spins me around and wraps his arms around me in a hug, not wanting to let go.

I lift my head up so we're both looking at each other and grab his cheek, bringing him into a kiss.

Five pulls us apart and his gives wide eyes. "Didn't expect that." I roll my eyes. "You know, if you keep doing that, you're gonna roll your eyes to the back of your head and get its stuck there."

That's something he used to say.

I smile a bit. "Yeah, yeah."

"You okay?" he checks for any injuries.

"Don't worry, I'm alright. Just have a major headache, but I'll be fine." he nods and we both walk into the bowling alley.

Walking inside, we notice everyone at the lane already. I sat down on Fives right as Klaus and Diego sat next to each other in a connect chair, while Luther was sitting down and Allison propped herself upon a chair, fiddling with the pen in here hand.

Five went up to the shoe counter, grabbing everyone a pair of shoes except for me because we ain't got time for them raggedy ass shoes, like what is this? The ghetto? We logged into the online monitor that logged in our points, sighing in as the Umbrella Team.

"Look, I hate to be the one to say this—" Luther starts.

"Then don't," I say with a smirk.

"But everyone needs to prepare," he says, ignoring my remark.

"For what?" Five questions.

"To do whatever it takes to stop Vanya," Luther declared. Allison hit him with her note pad and everything starts to shake. Everyone turns to me as my eyes turn f/c and I glare at Luther.

"You even as so much as BREATH in the same room as Vanya, I won't hesitate to snap your neck with out even moving anything but my head," I spoke lowly.

"I. . . we may not have a choice, Y/n," Luther tells me.

"Bullshit. There's always options." Diego backs me up.

"Yeah, like what?" Luther questions.

"I don't know." he sinks back in his seat.

"Look, whatever we decide, we need to find Vanya. And fast, okay? She could be anywhere," Luther says

"I know where she is," I say and everyone turns to me, "Well, if you all were loving, supporting siblings, included her in everything, and checked up on her. You all would know that she had gotten first chair and was having her concert tonight at the Icarus Theater. It's also on the newspaper page Klaus is on right now." I point to the newspaper that Klaus is holding.

"Your right, her concert is tonight," Diego points out as a worker named Midge came up to us.

"Hello. I hate to intrude, but my manager says if you're not gonna bowl, you gotta leave." she leaves as the person at the shoe fitting place slams down a pair of shoes.

"Who's turn is it?" Diego groans.

"I'll go." I smirk. My eyes turn f/c and I slash my hand through the air and every single pin in every lane goes down. I look back at the lady and give her a glare.

"We have a responsibility to Dad—" Luther starts.

"Okay that's it!" I appear next to Luther and show him an illusion of multiple Reginald's surrounding him. After a couple seconds, I snap my fingers and everything goes back to normal.

"You mention that dead, nasty ass, man to me again, and I'll make you see your worst fear. Got it?" he glares at me.

"To Dad? No, I've heard enough about—" Diego gets cut off by Luther.

"He sacrificed everything to bring us back together."

"I'm with Luther on this one," says Five from beside me.

"Do you wanna be single? You're on a thin line," I say in his mind as he glared at me.

"We can't give her a chance to fight back. There are billions of lives at stake. We're past trying to save just one," he explains.

"Hey, you know, guys, uh. . . maybe I could help." Klaus spoke up.

"Now is not the time." Luther scoffs and I slap his on the back of the neck.

"No, let him finish. He saved my life today." Diego says.

"Really?" I hear someone scoff.

"Did anyone else hear that?" I ask, and they all look at me in confusion except Klaus.

"That was Ben," he tells me and I look at him confused.

"Is that true?" Luther asks Klaus.

"Yeah, yeah, I did. . . take credit for it. In fact, the real hero. . . was Ben."

"Ben, can you hear me?"

"Yeah, I can."

My nose starts to bleed and I cover my mouth in shock. "Klaus, isn't lying I swear," I tell them.

Klaus tries to tell them how Ben punched him, but they still don't believe him. He wanted to show an example, so he threw a bowling ball at Ben which didn't work so well since it went straight through him.

"Is there any way to silence that voice in your head that screams out to be the center of attention?" Luther asks him.

"Is there any way for me to get you back to the moon without kicking your ass up there?" I mock.

"You know, I liked you a lot better before you got laid," Klaus gawks.

"You're lying?" I rhetorically ask before bust out laughing into Five shoulder. I can feel Five trying not to laugh too. Allison gets pissed and runs off, and Luther, being the dog he is, runs after her.

"Excuse me!" A high-pitched women asks, coming up to me and Five. "Excuse me, it's my son Kenny's birthday today and. . . Uh wouldn't your son and daughter be happier playing with kids their own age? Assuming it's okay with your two dads."

Five and I look at her weirdly as Kenny stares at me. I make eye contact with Kenny, causing him to go red and Five eyes him. "I would rather chew off my own foot. Also, I dare you to stare at my girlfriend again, or I'll shove that bowling ball you're holding up your ass." Five, points at the boy.

The mom puts on a disgusted face and walks away. I heard a swooshing noise come from the ball return, but didn't think much of it. But it did catch Five's attention, causing him to get up and walks to the ball return. It looked like a gold cylinder he was holding and he opened it to reveal a note. I tried to read what it was, but somehow he was blocking me from his brain.

"I'll be back don't worry," he says in my mind, giving me a slight smile.

I send him a smile, and he spacial jumps out of the bowling alley. After some conversing, we all decide to leave and go to the theater. Luther made Klaus and I the lookouts which was entirely stupid. When we left the theater to lookout I was in the middle of my conversation with Ben he walks over towards the theater.

"Do you hear gunfire?" Ben asks us as Klaus stuffs a burrito into his mouth. We move away from the car and see Cha-Cha walking down the side walk.

"Oh shit!" Klaus says, now hearing the gunfire.

"It's go time mo-fo!" Klaus throws his burrito.

"What about the gunfire?" I hear Ben worry.

"Guys it's Cha-Cha!" I yell, entering the theater.

"It's Cha-Cha she's—" Klaus starts to yell.

"Klaus, Y/n! Get down," Luther yells to us. I duck below a seat as I watch Klaus's hands start to glow blue and he conjures Ben.

"Yes! I knew it! Yes!" I see my best friend killing everyone with his power.

"Oh, my God. It's him. Ben." Luther gasps.

Ben finishes destroying the bad guys and sends me a small smile. "Now who's the lookout?" Klaus says as I run up to him and give him a huge hug.

"So how do you wanna end this?" Diego asks Luther.

"We surround her. All right? We come at her from all angles."

"That's a suicide mission," Klaus says.

"Yeah, but one of us could get through. It's the only chance we've got. Are we all in?" Luther asks us. "Yeah," The boys say.

"No," I reply for both me and Allison. Luther continues to tell everyone where to go, but Allison and I both still don't agree.

"We don't have time guys. If she finishes this concert, the world goes up in flames." I run beside Five and we wait for the signal. "Now!" Luther yells. We all move in and Five spacial jumps us towards her. Vanya swings her bow and we all soar in the air.

All I could feel was burning. Burning from her powers. Blood started coming out of my ears and nose as I tried my best to stay alive as Vanya sucked the life out of us. Faintly, I could Allison behind her, holding up a gun to her head.

"Allison, please don't."

Tears started to fill my eyes as I saw Allison move the gun near Vanyas ear, shooting it. Vanya dropped all of us and a white ray shot into the sky, breaking the glass above us.

Everyone got up and ran towards the stage, seeing if Vanya was alright. I ran up to Vanya, checking her pulse. Sighing in relief, her pulse was still there. I looked towards my siblings to see they were all staring at me.

"What?" I say.

"You got a little. . ." Diego motions to my nose and ears.

"Oh." I wipe it off.

"We did it. We saved the world," Luther cheers.

"Uh. . . Guys? You see that big Moon rock coming towards us?" Klaus directs our attention to a huge moon rock that was hurdling towards us. My mouth grapes open as I take in the sight.

Great. Now I gotta add dying to my agenda.

"That's not good." Luther groans.

"No shit." I shake my head.

"So this is it, huh? So much for. . . saving the world." Klaus holds Dave's dog tags.

"If only Sir Reginald could see us right now, huh? The Umbrella Academy. A total failure." Diego sighs.

"At least we're together at the end. As a family." Luther says and I frown.

"This doesn't have to be the end," Five spoke up.

"What? What are you saying, Five?" Luther asks.

"I think I have a way outta here. But you gotta trust me on this."

"No."

"I'm good."

"Hell no."

"What's your idea?" I perk up in interest.

"We use my ability to time travel. But this time, I'll take you with me." We all lean forward.

"You can do that?" Diego asks.

"I don't know. I've never tried it before." After some time, every agrees and we get in a circle.

"Okay, great. Luther grab Vanya," Five tells him.

"Wait, should we be taking her?"

My eyes glow f/c. "We are taking her. It's either that, or we leave you."

Before moving in the circle, I make sure I had my necklace on my neck, putting it under my shirt. I get in between Five and Diego as Five starts up his powers. "Ah!" he groans.

"It's working!" I look around and now everyone is in their 13 year old form.

"Hold on! It's gonna get messy!" Five yells. I take one last look at Five before we were all sucked into a time vortex and everything around us goes into flames.

That's a wrap on Season 1

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