After just getting back from the apocalypse you find that the Hargreeves are all back at the umbrella accademy to mourn the death of their father Reginald. Only just getting back you stuggle with the memories of being alone in the apocalypse, and th...
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"It was just a nightmare," Five says sweetly, resting his hand on the back of my head.
Someone burst through the door causing me and Five to pull away from each other.
"Piece of shit," Diego says angrily. "Do you have any idea what you just did?"
Standing up I get in front of Five blocking him as Diego lunges forward, but gets stopped by Luther.
"Nope,let me...Get your ape hands off of me!" Diego demands.
"Diego calm down and tell us what's wrong," I say calmly, wiping the tears off my cheeks.
"Fine," Diego sighs.
Luther let's go of Diego, sitting him back on the floor. "Now, wanna tell us what you're talkin' about?"
"Our brothers been pretty busy with Y/N since he got back. They were in the middle of the shootout at Griddy's and then at Gimble brothers, after the guy's in the masks attacked the academy, looking for them." Diego answers pointing his finger at me and Five.
"None of which is any of your concern," Five says.
"It is now. They just killed my friend," Diego states.
"I'm so sorry Diego," I say sadly.
Diego avoids my eyes looking down at the ground sadly.
"Who are they?" Luther asks looking at me and Five.
"They work for my former employer. A woman called the Handler," As Five talks I sit back on the bed beside him, resting my hand on his knee. "She sent them to stop me. Then, soon as Diego's friend got in their way, well, fair game."
"And now they're my fair game. And I'm gonna see to it they pay," Diego says turning away as he heads towards the door.
"Diego you're making a mistake," I say getting up. I follow after him, stopping in front of the steps. "They've killed people far more dangerous than you."
"Yeah, we'll see about that," Diego says, slamming the door behind him.
Sighing I slump down at the bottom of the steps.
"Former employer? What's this really about? And don't give me any of this, none of your business crap, alright,?" Luther demands.
Five glances at me then back at Luther.
"Well, it's a long story." Five begins to talk about how the Handler had hired him to work at the commission and become an assistant and killed many people and the president before breaking his contract.
"So...you were a hit man?" Luther asks.
"Yes," Five answers.
Luther looks over at me.
"She offered me a deal too," I answered before he could ask. "But I turned it down."
"Did you have a code?" Luther asks Five. "I mean, you had a code, right? You didn't kill just anybody."
"No code. We took out anyone who messed with the timeline,"
"What about innocent people?" I ask.
"It was the only way I could get back here," Five answers, looking at me sadly as if he thinks I hate him now.
"But that's murder," Luther says.
"Jesus, Luther, grow up," Five says annoyed.
"He's right," I agree, getting up from off the steps as I wrap my arms around my stomach. "We're not kids anymore. All those good guys and bad guys are gone, it's just people. People fighting for their lives, and they're family's."
"But when the world ends, all those people die, including our family," Five adds. "Time changes everything."
"As they say, time is a storm in which we are all lost," I say.
