After just getting back from the apocalypse you find that the Hargreeves are all back at the umbrella accademy to mourn the death of their father Reginald. Only just getting back you stuggle with the memories of being alone in the apocalypse, and th...
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"I swear to God, Klaus, if you're lying-"
"I'm not. I'm not," Klaus states.
"Master Klaus is correct," Pogo says walking into the kitchen. "Regretfully, I helped Master Hargreeves enact his plan."
"What?"
"So did Grace," Pogo continues. "It was a difficult choice for both of us. More difficult than you could ever know. Prior to your father's death, Grace's programming was adjusted so that she was incapable of administering first aid on that fateful night."
"Sick bastard," Five says.
"So the security tape we saw?"
"It was meant to further the murder mystery," Pogo answers. "Your father hoped that being back here, solving it together would reignite your desire to be a team again."
"And to what end?" Five asks.
"To save the world, of course," Pogo answers.
Klaus chuckles. "All right."
"First the moon mission and now this," Luther says. "You watched me search for answers and said nothing... Anything else you want to share, Pogo? Any other damn secrets?"
"Hey, calm down," Me and Five say.
"No, I won't calm down. We've been lied to by the one person in this family we all trusted,"
"It was your father's dying wish, Master Luther," Pogo says. "I...I had no choice."
"There's always a choice," Luther says before walking out of the room, Pogo soon following behind him.
Messing with the handle of my mug I look over to see Five with his head buried in his palms.
"I gotta think," Five says before warping out of the room.
"Wow," I sigh at all the information looking at Ben and Klaus who look almost as taken aback as me.
We all sit in silence till I finally push away my mug, getting out of my chair as I clear my throat. "I'm gonna go uh...check on Five."
They both nod before I walk out of the kitchen and towards the steps. Getting ready to walk up the steps I see Pogo standing in the living room looking up at a picture of me and Five.
"Did you know?" I ask softly walking towards Pogo.
Looking at me Pogo nods, already knowing what I'm asking.
"Why didn't he tell me?" I ask.
"The night after you arrived Master Reginald saw the news about your father, and wanted to be sure you-"
"I'm not a killer," I state softly.
"Master Reginald wanted to be sure," Pogo says.
"How long did you know?" I ask.
"About two weeks after you arrived, he was going to tell you but-"
"But I left with Five," I answer for him.
Pogo nods sadly. Feeling bad I pull him into a hug.
"I forgive you, and Dad," I say, pulling away. "And don't worry Luther will come around too."
"I hope so."
"He will," I say sweetly before heading upstairs to Five's room.
Walking into Five's room I knock on the open door causing Five to turn and look at me.
"Hey," He says.
"Hey," I say walking in and sitting down on his bed.
"Can I see?" Five ask, gesturing his head towards my hands as he sits on the bed beside me.
"Wh-oh, yeah sure," I say holding out my hand in front of me as a glowing dagger forms in my hand. "Here."
Taking the dagger out of my hand he examines it. The white glow of the dagger shining a little over his face.
"I can also do this," I say as a ball of light forms over the palm of my hand. "But I haven't really used it."
"That's pretty badass," Five says, making me smile. "Ow!"
Looking down at Five's hand the dagger fades revealing a large cut down his palm. Gasping I grab Five's wrist.
"I'm so sorry I didn't think it would do that," I apologise holding my other hand over his palm.
"It's fine, it didn't hurt that bad," Five says.
"Well compared to a gunshot wound which you didn't tell me about, I'm sure it felt better," I say in a smartass tone as light shines out of my palm and onto Five, beginning to heal the cut.
