Questions | Five Hargreeves • The Umbrella Academy •

Ch. 18

Amura was watching Five and Luther from her clairvoyance.

Waiting for her past's self appearance on the boy's sight.

There she saw the two Hargreeves entering an Irish pub, hiding when they saw her past self and Five's past self, drinking some coffee.

They never got to have breakfast that day, as JFK's assassination was quite early.

And so, as planned, Amura used her time travelling power to take over her past's body.

Looking for her path, running towards a door named 1963... Seeing different time and day, and thankfully, she found the exact time and date, entering that path...

She blinked her eyes to the loud noise of the pub and to the old Five beside her.

"What's the problem Ramos?" He asked, when she suddenly fidgeted, not that comfortable with her 35-year old body anymore.

Or maybe because it wasn't hers but to her old self's body.

"Nothing, old man... Just a sudden shiver." She casually lied, taking a sip from her usual sweet coffee.

The old man ignored it and continued his work on the formula.

While the brunette took a glimpse to her side, where Luther and Five were peeking at them.

She sent a smirk and a wink at them, subtly sending them a message that she was the present Amura.

Which the boy understood, loud and clear, "Okay, that's our Amura there right now... and we shouldn't blow her cover, so our best chance is to talk with him, to reason with him." The boy told his brother.

"Ah." Luther just said, doubting what the boy was planning.

"He'll understand. Trust me. I know myself better than, uh... better than I know myself." Five tried to convince the large man while scratching his neck.

Which he didn't went unnoticed, "You just itched your neck. That's stage two of paradox psychosis."

"No, I didn't. I didn't itch my neck."

"Denial is stage one."

This angered the boy, "I am fine, okay? Let's stay on task, shall we?" He asked and was about to approach his past self and Amura.

But he was stopped on his tracks by Luther, "Wait!"

"What?" The boy glared up at him.

"Maybe I should go first." His large brother suggested.

"Why?"

"Well, you'll freak him out. Bumping into your own tiny doppelganger? He will lose his shit." He explained.

"Just let me break the ice." He ended which Five nodded at.

"Okay. Okay." He muttered before taking a deep breath.

Luther also exhaled slowly, preparing himself for what will come out of this predicament.

He slowly approached the two time travelling assassins, "Five..." He then looked at the woman, "Amura..."

The old Five who was staring at his notebook and the 35-year old Amura who was drinking her coffee while eyeing the old man, looked at him.

"What'd you call me, big man?"

"You know me?"

Luther was mildly flustered at the girl's acting, but the constant reminder of him to play along with it, passed by his mind.

And so he leaned forward the two who looked at him weirdly, "It's me. Number One?" He stated as if it'll clear anything.

It did to the old Five, but Amura had to act like he don't know him at all, "Who in the bloody hell is Number One?"