And so the fighting the plot commences. The boy and the girl teleported, both of them used to the sick feeling the usual whoosh and blue lights brought. Ellie held her hand out crushing one of the petals and shoving them into Gloria's face, the woman face planting as she is sedated with the mere whiff. The pair looked at the unconscious woman before the boy grabbed the discarded tube, opening it up to reveal, to no surprise a piece of rolled up paper. He opened it up, reading the words, the potential final piece in solving the whole apocalypse situation.
'REASIGNMENT : PROTECT HAROLD JENKINS'
Their breath hitched, an overwhelming feeling casting upon them, a promising lead. They could finally, and successfully save their family and all the apocalypse had consumed years and years ago. Five quickly sat on the desk, Ellie standing behind him as he placed a piece of paper in the type writer, typing as quickly as he could. After finishing one, he immediately made another, having Ellie place the finished one into one of the tubes as she waited for five to finish the other and do the same. When both tubes were ready, the couple went ahead and sent them, hoping that Hazel and Cha-cha were loyal as they were psychopathic.
"You know that's not how we do thing here." A voice said, startling the two teenagers, making them turn around to see the Handler standing in all her glory. "Where's Gloria?" She asked the pair, her tone sending a sliver of fear creep up Ellie's arms as her eyes travelled to the lying form of the missing woman behind the desk.
"We don't know, couldn't find her anywhere." Five lied expertly, shrugging to add effect, but it was beyond late as the woman followed Ellie's eyes to Gloria's shoeless feet. The handler's realization showed, a great big frown now etched on her blood red lips.
"You're a great disappointment to me. You can't change what's to come. I truly find it so odd that the both of you refuse to shed this fantasy. You're first-rate pragmatist." The Handler accused, jabbing her hand out to them as she spoke, making Ellie uncharacteristically let out a sarcastic chuckle.
"He is, but me? No ma'am." Ellie said, trying to diffuse the tension, the Handler even smirking at her comment before continuing her supposed monologue.
"Indeed, Eleanor. But both of you still belong here. With us."
"We don't belong anywhere because of you. You made us killers." Five countered, his tone laced with anger as he sneered at the woman. His hand clasping Ellie's, his body preparing for an escape.
"you were always killers. I just pointed you to a direction." The handler said, grabbing the gun strapped to her leg, shooting a bullet before they disappeared in a flurry of blue lights. The metal hitting nothing but the floor
The gun shot made enough of a noise to make a blaring buzzer ring. A voice came along with it willing the people to not panic, but the whole situation was a perfect time to panic. The handler walked around the tube room, knowing well enough that the pair would appear again. She stalked, her heels making noise as she did, keeping the gun at the ready just in case the blue lights would make a reappearance. A cart rolled, intended to hit her but she was fast, catching it with her foot and almost shooting the girl in the process, but the blue lights were there to save her.
"What's the rush Mr. and Mrs. Hargreeves? We're just getting started." She taunted, keeping her alert form. "Is this really how you want the last line of your report to read?"
"When I'm done, I'm just done I guess."
"You can't keep this up Five, we both know you have a limit. Remember? Poor Ellie, broken, all because you failed to protect her." She seethed, looking at Ellie and then to Five, both of their faces darkening at her last statement, Five even going as far to grind his teeth together. The pair watched the woman as she tried shooting at them, only for the weapon to click. Empty. The handler's face fell at the realization, not noticing the pair appear behind her.
"I do remember how broken she was..." Five began, his voice making their presence known to the woman who turned around to face them. "You nearly killed her, you almost took her away from me... so it's only fair..." Five trailed off looking to his wife beside him, the handler doing the same to discover the girl smiling dubiously at her, a hand grenade clasped in her hand. The woman's eyes widened as she watched the girl rip the ring out.
"That's for the trauma. Oh, and yeah flirting with my husband." Ellie sneered throwing the bomb to The Handler's feet before running out, just in time for the bomb to explode. Glass shattered and flew everywhere, the loud noise making people around them scream in fear. Five smiled at his wife, pecking her cheek before summoning another blob of blue to transport them elsewhere. That elsewhere being inside the briefcase room.
Five immediately grabbed one briefcase, turning the nobs quickly before grabbing it and nodding to Ellie who grabbed the other grenade from her pocket, pulling the pin, throwing it to the shelf and running out to escape. Just as the man outside was about to reprimand the two, the detonation did it's damage. Engulfing the man and all the others briefcases in pure chaos sure to leave ruin. Before that could reach them, Five pushed Ellie behind him, placing the briefcase to his face, before they were brought back to a more ideal playing field.
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The rest of the Hargreeves, except for Vanya gathered by the parlor, in front of the bar. Diego situated behind it discussing the information about the apocalypse with his siblings. Klaus who was sat on one of the bar stools, complained airily to Luther. Something about dying. Not really a bad point to complain about.
"We all died fighting this thing, the first time round Remember?" Klaus pointed out, his hand shooting to Luther that maintained a hard look on his face.
"Klaus, shockingly, has a point. What gives us a win this time?" Diego said, playing with one of his knives as he asked the burly man too, but just as he did so, the lights around them began to flicker, and a familiar blue flurry began to gather in the middle of them. The four Hargreeves stared in awe at it. Unsure if they were correct to hunch on the energy. The pulsation began to intensify until two forms were launched out, landing beside each other on top of the counter. Curses erupted from their mouths as it happened.
Klaus who landed on the couch from his leap was still in awe as he realized, who the figures belonged to. He too was the only one to ask out loud the question, they were all asking in their head.
"You guys, am I still high or do you see them too?"
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She with The Flowers in Her Hair| Number Five
FanfictionHow dysfunctional can a family get? Throw in some powers, an emotionally absent dad, raising emotionally stunted children, one of them stuck in a child's body with psychopathic tendencies and you have... The Hargreeves. Five x OC Umbrella Academy S...