"I'll sleep when I'm dead."
"Well, if we don't find a way to stop this apocalypse, then that just might be what happens."
"Well, shit."
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"I swear, if I got to pick my "superhero name", it definitely wouldn't be "The Comatose"
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"On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 woman around the earth gave birth.
This was unusual only in the fact that none of these woman were pregnant when the day began.
Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.
He got eight of them.
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—————- Age 13 —————-
In the quiet of the night, hidden in a secret room she found, Number Zero, aka, Grayson Hargreeves sat, giggling to her hearts content. To her left, sat her brother, Number Four, aka, Klaus.
He took the joint from her, shaking his head, amused. He was surprised when she asked to join him. He for sure she would snitch on him or something.
But, little known to Klaus, though, to be honest, she was lonely.
She had been known to roam the Umbrella Academy halls in the late hours of the night. Because of her power, and just because of herself, she had trouble with sleep. For simply, she just couldn't. Not for long, anyway.
With a content sigh, Klaus passed the almost finished joint back to her. She took it, sucking in a breath of smoke, she closed her eyes as she exhaled.
"So, what kind of new torture has daddy dearest introduced you to yesterday?" He asked, pulling out some rolling papers from his uniform pocket. He began to make another joint.
"Uh, so far nothing new." Zero answered, playing with her gloves. They kept her fingertips covered. She only would take them off if she needed to. They helped keep her power intact. Plus, it aloud her to actually touch someone without putting them to sleep.
"Those are new, aren't they?" Klaus said, referring to gloves.
With a sigh, Grayson shrugged her shoulders. Her arms fell to her sides. "Yeah. But that's it. They work better than the other ones."
