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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“So, what, you just let her go?” Diego asks as Lila puts a bandage over his wound. Five walking around as I sit in one of the living room chairs.
“Well, Vanya had a lot to process,” Five says. “She’ll come around. I know she will.”
“What about the guys that went after her?” Diego asks.
“The swedes?” Five corrects.
“Yeah, I mean, how do you know they won’t go after her again?” Diego asks.
“We don’t,” Five answers.
Coming in Elliot sits down cups of coffee for everyone. Grabbing my cup I nod a thank you to Elliot before taking a sip of my coffee.
“Any idea who might have sent them?” I ask sitting the cup on my lap as I still hold the handle.
“I have my suspicions,” Five answers, grabbing his cup of coffee as he sits in the chair next to me. “But right now, our priority is finding Dad and getting answers, cause everything else depends on it.
“Which, for the record, I found him already,” Diego says.
“And then let him go,” Five points out. “Before we could have a meaningful conversation.”
“He stabbed me.”
“I’m surprised he waited this long, Diego. We’ve all had the urge,” Five says. Causing Lila to laugh.
“Even me?” I ask before taking another sip of my coffee.
“Yes. even you,” Five answers. Before going back to his important topic pulling out something from his pocket to hand to Diego. “Good thing I know where Dad’s gonna be tonight.”
“Where’d you get this?” Diego asks, snatching the paper from Five’s hand.
“Found it at his office while he was busy stabbing you,” Five grins sarcastically.
“Haha,” Diego fake chuckles. Before he starts reading/ “Hoyt Hillenkoetter and the Consulate General of Mexico in Dallas cordially invite you to a gala.”
“Who, wait,” Elliot interrupts, causing all our attention to fall on him. “Hoyt Hillenkoetter? Are you serious?”
“You know him?” Me and Five asks in sync causing both of us to look at each other for a moment before returning our gaze back to Elliot.
Lila gasps. “We should go. Says there’s gonna be a seafood tower.”
“No, Hillenkoetter is..is one of the Majestic twelve,” Elliot continues.
“The hell is the Majestic Twelve?” Diego asks.
“What? It’s a...a secret committee. Uh, scientists, military, uh, deep state,” Elliot answers as he goes over to his desk to show us something. “No one knows what they really do.”
“So are they like the government or something?” I ask.
“Shadow government,” Elliot corrects. “Yeah, Kennedy was the first president to try to push ‘em into the light, but these guys are not to be trifled with. Oh, here we go. Ah, right here.” Pulling out something from a self Elliot heads over to show us. Sitting it on the table me and Five lean forward to get a close look. “This, uh...Oh, right here. That’s Hoyt right there.”
“I only see 11,” I say looking at the picture.
“Well, that’s because they’ve only identified 11 so far,” Elliot says.
