Here To Save The World (FivexReader)

Ch 3: Dad's Dead

Y/N was currently sat on top of her bed. Many thoughts were running through her head. She had just been informed that her father had passed away. How was she supposed to feel about it? He was a horrible man, but he was still her father. In the end she decided to feel nothing. She hated dealing with her emotions, so she just let them bottle up.

Second, Y/N had been told her siblings were going to be arriving soon for the funeral. Whether it was all of them or just one of them, she was unsure. All she knew was that she was not looking forward to it one bit.

She needed something to calm her down. She needed to take her mind off her current reality. She needed someone to talk to. Or at least try to.

(Yes, this next part is inspired by Stranger Things!) She stood up quietly, walking over to her dresser. She opened the top drawer, rummaging around for a few seconds before finding what she was looking for: a blue bandana. She walked back over to her bed, making it dip down when she sat on it. She leaned against her black tapestry on the wall, tying her bandana around her head. She focused on her breathing and thoughts. She made sure they were all about him. The way he made her feel. Complete, happy, full. As cheesy as that made sound it was true. She loved him. Or did love him.

Soon, Y/N felt herself being transported somewhere. She opened her eyes to notice she was standing in the room. It was all black, with water on the ground. It was a tad bit chillier then the previous room she was in, but Y/N chose to ignore it.

"Five?" She called out.

No response.

"Five?" She tried once more.

Again, no response.

Y/N sighed loudly. It was the same result every day. Never being able to talk to him, let alone see him. She missed him dearly and just wanted him to come home, even if that meant just being friends.

She ripped the blindfold off. Y/N could see a few things like her iPod and earbuds floating around. Great. With a quick wave of her hand, they fell back in place.

Y/N sighed, letting her thoughts consume her. She was tired of it. Tired of not being able to communicate with him when that was "her ability" as her father stated. Tired of being stuck in this stupid body. Tired of being stuck in this god forsaken house. Tired of being treated like a baby when she was the same age as all her other siblings. She was tired of everything.

Y/N was so caught up in her thoughts, that she didn't even hear the heavy footsteps walking down the hall. A knock on her door finally brought her out of her trance. Her head snapped up. There he was: gorilla man. Her worst enemy as a child and even while "growing up."

"Ah look who it is, King Kong Jr." Y/N commented.

Luther rolled his eyes at this. "Good to see you to Y/N."

"I never said it was good to see you."

"Yep, same old Y/N." Luther stated as he walked out of her room, seeing no point in talking to his sister if she was just going to have an attitude.

"Whatever." Y/N mumbled under her breath. She really didn't care what her ape like brother thought of her. Y/N decided she didn't just want to sit around any longer. Maybe Klaus is here, he's about the only good part of this whole family nowadays. Y/N walked down the hall containing all her sibling's bedrooms. She noticed Luther in dads while Diego talking to him. What the hell are they doing? Y/N decided to ignore it for now, simply greeting her ninja like brother with a quick "hey" as she walked pasted.

Diego turned around when he heard the greeting. His mouth fell open slightly when he saw her. She was still short and she still looked...13? Luther already knew Y/N wasn't growing but Diego didn't, so this shocked him. "Y-Y/N?"