Protective (five x reader)

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I lay there next to her lifeless body... her still visible and unchanged blood trailing it's way down my own arm as I tried to stop it spilling out from her head. I cried for her to wake up.

"I need you, you can't go now."

She was gone, disappeared like smoke on a burning fire, but just as quickly as the fire had started she had met her end.

and I now understand death... it's cruel, and unforgiving. I only understand it now, as it has fallen into the hands of her.

And In that moment of pain I seek revenge... I will avenge her.

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Reading is one form of escape, running for your life is another.

As the four Hargreeves ran up the stairs, towards their sisters show, they were all thinking... obviously not about the same thing...

Allison's thoughts were unsurprisingly about her daughter, her love for Luther... how hard it was to breathe. She ran to save herself, but she ran as a leader.

Luthers mind unlike his sister's; was all over the place, how did Allison really feel about him... that stupid hook up shouldn't have happened.. how the moon looked that night...

Running behind Luther was klaus... as you can imagine klaus's thoughts weren't really thoughts at all... he said whatever came to mind. "I hate running- oh did you see that skirt."

Diego had one thought only; AIM... THROW... KILL... REPEAT. After all, that's the way Sir Reginald Hargreeves had taught him.

Running just behind the Hargreeves was a girl; this girl had one mission in life. That mission was to live. She had been abused, shot at, dropped out a window, traveled to the future.... And back. She had lived.

The group stopped, neither one of them had caught their breath just yet. Allison held up her notebook that she uses to write what she needs to say. 'I need to go alone' the note read.

"I can't let you do that." Luther replied in a soothing tone.

His tone was nothing compared to the fear and pain in his eyes. The pain of loosing Allison, his first love. The fear of not knowing what lay ahead for him and his siblings.

She stabbed the notebook once... insisting. No, demanding that she would go alone.

"Okay." Luther surrendered.

The Hargreeves waited for y/n and Allison to leave.

"That was just a distraction, wasn't it?" Diego asked his brother; who was already nodding his head in agreement.

"She'll thank us later." He replied. The three boys walked up the stairs, following Allison and y/n from a far.

There was sweet music of the violin filling up the spaces in y/n's head. The areas that were not drowned out by the music was overfilled with the thoughts of five.

Where was he? Was he okay? The girl would repeat to herself.

1,2,3,4,5... she started counting the steps as she quickly ran up them, trying to think of anything but the boy.

The pair burst into the crowd, only to see Vanya doing her solo. She was amazing. Allison thought to herself. Wow... the girl next to her whispered.