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the day that was 

Flashback~~

The Umbrella pulls up in a black car. Hundreds of fans behind the metal barricades . Those were the only things blocking them.

A boy grabs Number Eight by the arm as she exits, "excuse me, I'm you biggest fan"

Number two grabs the boy and Number one says, "you're not supposed to be in here"

"Get behind the barricade!" Reginald shouts

"It's just... I was born on the same day as the Academy kids. I think I'm like them. I must be. I haven't quite figured out what my power is... yet. But maybe with your help, we can find out."  

 "You have no power. You never will have power. Now, go home."

"No, please. Just... I... You have to let me stay. I came all this way. Please don't make me go back."

"A little word of advice, my boy. Not everyone in this world can be powerful. Chasing something unattainable is a recipe for a lifetime of disappointment and resentment. So get off my property."

The crowd laughs as Reginald goes inside, closing the door behind him

Number Eight then appears in front of the boy, "I'm so sorry about him" Her eyes smile through the domino mask, "I hop you can forgive us. May I ask what you name is?"

The boy smiles, "Harold, uh, Harold Jenkins"

"Well then Harold Jenkins, it was a pleasure meeting you. Take this" She gives him a knife with 'eight' carved into it. "Promise to take care if it. It was my first knife. Now, if you'll excuse me I must head inside before father notices I'm gone."

"O-ok, thank you" The girl smiles once more before disappearing. The door of the mansion opening, yet there seemed that no one was there...

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"We don't just yet" I say

"But we do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse. So we have to find him. And we have to do it now." Five adds

Luther stutters, "How is he connected to what's gonna happen?"

"We don't know." I sigh

"Wait, so you just know his name? That's it?"

"That's enough."

"There's probably dozens of Jenkins's." Luther says

"Well, we just better start looking, then."

"I'm sorry. Am I the only one that's skeptical here? I mean, how exactly do you know all of this about what's his name?"

"Harold Jenkins." I corrected. Five continued, "You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?"

Diego scoffs, "Oh, yeah, I think I remember those guys. Yeah, the ones that attacked us while you and eight were getting drunk."

"You two were getting drunk?" Allison got ignored

"Yeah. Them. They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me from coming back and preventing the end of life on Earth."

"The Temps what?"

"His, and I guess mine now too, former employer."

"They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen... happens." I explained

"They believe the apocalypse is coming in three days. So I went to Commission headquarters and intercepted a message that was meant for said lunatics. "Protect Harold Jenkins." So he must be responsible, for the apocalypse." Five stated

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