To Be Loved (Season one Umbrella Academy)

The Funeral

You slam your bedroom door, you sit staring into your mirror silently. Luther's words repeat themselves in your head over and over again as your face begins to burn.

Y/n- I can't-

You're cut off by the sound of music.

"Children behave"
That's what they say when we're together
"And watch how you play"
They don't understand

Your face seems to relax itself, you breathe deeply as the song continues.

And so we're running just as fast as we can
Holding on to one another's hand
Trying to get away into the night

You stand to lock your bedroom door, you grab a hair brush off the table and stand on top of your bed. You lip sing into the brush substituting it as a microphone, dancing lightly as you sing.

And then you put your arms around me as we tumble to the ground
And then you say
I think we're alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
I think we're alone now
The beating of our hears is the only sound

A blue light flashes through your window catching you off guard. Sounds of thunder flood the house. You unlock your door and peek your head out

Allison- I think it's coming from the backyard.

You quickly run out into the backyard, you're shocked to see a large blue portal. You watch as a older man forms in the picture, slowly forming into a young boy. Luther pushes you all behind him, the portal disappears as your adopted brother Five falls from the light.

Klaus- Does anyone else see little number five or is that just me?

Five looks down at himself.

Five- Shit.

You quickly push past your family, you run up to five and wrap your arms around his neck. He's taking it back but gently rubs your back.

Years ago:

Reggie- Sit!

Everyone sits around the dinner table, eating and fidgeting with items under the table. Five picks up his knife and stabs into the table. You jump and turn your attention to him.

Reggie- What is it Number Five?

Five- I want to time travel.

Reggie- Your not ready!

Five stands.

Five- I've been practicing my space jumps!

Five teleports across the room.

Reggie- spacial jumps are trivial against the
unknowns of time travel.

Five- I don't understand.

Reggie- Hence the reason you're not ready.

Five looks up at you, you nod your head in disapproval, out the corner of your eye you see Seven shaking her head as well.

Five- I'm not afraid.

Reggie- Fear isn't my worry, now I forbid you to talk about this anymore.

Five takes one last glance at you before storming out the dinning room.

Reggie- Number Five?

You immediately jump from your chair and trail after him.

Reggie- Number Eight, you haven't been
excused!