"Well it's good to see you again."
02
Number Eight uses her telekinesis to write on the board as she reads something. She doesn't like to waste any time.
Especially she only has 9 days before the world ends.
Everyone thinks she gone insane after she realized that Five's forever gone as well as Ben's incident. After that all she focuses is.....
Her beliefs with the world ending.
She's the only one left after Luther went in the moon. She never went outside especially her body never progress after Five left.
Which even make her looks insane since she's a 35 year old woman stuck in a body of teenage girl. Who would take her seriously right?
After Five broke her promise with not coming back she's been having nightmares about... him.
She believes he's in danger.
That's why she focused on trying to know what happened to Five right now. Her theory was Five somehow escaped the end of the world through her time travel.
She found out a date through her nightmares and it says to be April 1, 2019. 9 days from now.
She tries her best to let her siblings know but of course judging by her situation right now, they all parted ways.
Even Klaus who's "crazy" as her thinks she's crazy.
Reginald didn't barge in her obsession about apocalypse. But he never stopped her. He even tells Pogo to put some books in their library so she can have her lead.
Though she never knew that Reginald secretly helped her throughout.
Eccentric Billionaire and Founder of The Umbrella Academy Reginald Hargreeves dead at 63.
"I just woke up and found out he's dead." Eight explains in front of her sister and brother.
Diego rolled his eyes, "The old man died and all yet you still have no name." he sighed.
"I'm glad you're here." Allison turned her head into Vanya who's smilling awkwardly. Number Eight gave her a wave as Diego just gave her a glare.
"Least someone is." "She's our sister." Eight glared at Diego. "Really after she disses your crazy lunatic theories?"
"Y-you know what, he's right. I should go." Eight held her hand, "Stay here. Don't listen to him."
"What's this?" "Dad's autopsy report."
Luther raised a brow, "And you have this?" "Because I broke into the country coroner's office. The point is, it was normal, boring old heart failure."
Number Eight crossed her arms as she looked at his two senseless brothers. "I know that." Luther answered.
"So you're checking the windows and doors for...fun?" Diego snapped back as Luther ignored him. "All locked, by the way. No forced entry, no evidence of struggle."
"Were you the first one on the scene?' "No."
"Pogo found him." Eight announces, Luther glared at her. "You know you're suspicious since I stepped foot here. You're all calm and so casual about this. You know something that we don't right?" Luther accuses as he walk closer to her.
Diego let out a chuckle, "Hey, leave her out of here."
Luther notices the skribbles on her palms, "Oh so you're still in your crazy end of the world shit huh?"
"Did you do this on purpose?! So we can get back together and help you with your psychotic delusions?!" He about to grab on her uniform but she stopped her with her powers.
"Luther, for the love of god. If I wanted you all here because of the apocalypse coming I would've called you all months ago. We barely have time." "Jesus Christ Eight! Grow the fuck up, the world isn't ending."
"Hey Luther, stop picking on out sister, eh? You're so paranoid." Luther turned his head onto his as Eight just left them alone to have some ridiculous arguments.
Number Eight made her way down stairs as she saw Vanya staring at Five's portrait. "How long has it been?"
"Sixteen years, four months, fourteen days." Eight mumbled.
Vanya put a hand on her back, "I used to leave the lights on at night, in case he came back. I didn't want him to be scared." Eight gave her a low chuckle.
"Until now I still believe he's somewhere. I never gave up home." Eight sighed. "But knowing Dad died maybe there's no hope anymore."
"You know what I love about funerals?"
Number Eight sat across floating Klaus giving everyone a cold demenour as she crossed her legs and arms as well as Luther and Allison joins the conversation.
"Everything I own is black." Klaus noticed his siblings.
"Ohh, my baby sister and.." he gasped, "the might space boy."
Luther shook her head, "The name's Luther."
"Oh and my crazy buddy!" Klaus smiled reffering to Eight.
"For the records I've never taken drugs in my 35 years of living." "I don't think anyone will believe you in that crazy teenage body."
"I miss you too Allison." Eight walked back to her room as she needs to focus on her current work with the upcoming apocalypse.
As the siblings roam around the academy by themselves a blazing electromagnetic disturbance just above the driveway, hissing and crackling like a fireball. The air around them is alive, ripped by gale force winds.
The Umbrella Academy emerge one by one. Except Eight, she's too busy but when a blue light caught her attention she immediately went outside with her siblings.
"What is it?" Vanya shouted.
"Get back don't touch it." Luther covered the rest of his siblings Diego sighing. "Yeah, no shit."
"It appears to be some sort of temporal anomal. Or possibly a black hole." Pogo speaks up.
Klaus returs with a fire extinguisher.
"I don't think that would help..." Eight claims.
Diego chuckled, "Maybe Eight is right after all, end of the world is actually true." Eight rolled her eyes from his joke as Luther looked at them concerned.
Without warning, the disturbance seems to implode, folding in upon itself. The winds abruptly subside.
The disturbance is gone. In its place is a tiny form, smoke rising from his body. The figure straightens up.
"Holy shit." Allison cursed as Number Eight stood up her eyes widening from what she's seeing.
"Does anyone else see the little Number Five? Just me?"
The Boy scans his surroundings, "Shit."
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A/N: short note if you came across then read Gia instead of Number Eight or Eight please ignore it. I am too addicted with character AI so sometimes I am not aware. Thanks :)
Updated A/N: I am also editing some parts because I just realized i got mandela effects. It's supposed to be 16 years of Five missing not 17. I'm sorry HAHA! Meaning Eight had her first nightmares 15 years ago which was a year after Five left.
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