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𝟷𝟺. 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟻𝟷𝟶𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽: 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

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"Harry?"

You worriedly asked as your brother intensely glared at his Umbrella Academy figurines. He was humiliated by Sir Reginald Hargreeves in front of many people. You were there but didn't approach the old man, unlike your brother who insisted on coming inside the mansion.

Ben was unable to help since he was afraid of his father and Luther was there to stop him. You did saw another boy looking worriedly. It was Five. He was standing with Ben, his hands tucked inside his pockets, and watched as you aided your brother.

"He could've at least taken you." Harold sighed. "You have powers, (Y/n). You can be part of the Umbrella Academy."

"And even if I was offered to stay with them, I can't leave you, Harry." You told him as you hugged him from behind. "You're my brother. I won't abandon you just for them."

Harold gave you a soft smile, his anger finally reducing, and hugged you back. You and Harold are said to be twins since you came right after Harold was born and that caused your mother's death. So, if it weren't for you, your mother would still be alive.

Your father was, of course, furious but he was afraid of your capabilities. When he was about to hit you when you were younger, you threw a fit and shot an energy blast towards him. So, he releases his anger towards Harold instead of you.

"Harold! Get your ass down here!" You and Harold heard your father yelled from below.

Harold was the first one to walk away from his figurines while you stared a little longer at the small figures. You saw Sir Reginald Hargreeves' missing figure. Then you looked at the left side to see a Number Five figurine. You were about to take it until Harry called you. "Come on, (Y/n)."

You and your brother climbed down from the attic and went downstairs to meet your father. Your father stood up from his chair when he saw Harold's outfit. It was the Umbrella Academy uniform only it was custom-made by Harold himself. The mask came from a cereal box.

You stood behind Harry, afraid of your father, and tugged at the hem of your hoodie as you looked down in fear. "What's that shit on your face?" Your father asked as he took the mask off from Harold's face.

He suddenly hit the boy causing Harold to fall to the ground. You came to his side and helped him. You glared at your drunk father as he looked down at you and dropped the cheap mask. "Don't glare at me like that, bitch. You may have powers but I can still hurt you."

Harold didn't like the threat that you and his father told. Sure you have powers but Harold didn't want anyone threatening you. Robert, you and Harold's father, looked back at Harold. "Go make yourselves useful and get me another beer."

You and Harold ran off to the kitchen. "Hurry up!" You heard your father shouted. You watched as Harold put his mask back on and faced you. "Stay here."

Harold opened a cabinet and pulled out a hammer causing your eyes to widen. "H-Harry... what are you going to do?"

"The bastard has to go," Harold said as he kissed your forehead as if it was a goodbye. You were about to follow him and stop him but Harold raised his hand up. "Stay."