Five's Journey

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Fives POV

When I jump, I try to be as careful as possible, I don't want to put myself in danger. When I am jumping with other people, I think it is better to not jump at all.

I stare at the smog filled sky, and the ashes that fall for each second.
"What happened-?" I ask but stop before I can finish. Y/N was gone.
"Y/N!" I yell, "Where did you go!" I start to walk down the street, the vaguely familiar buildings slowly going by, then I begin to jog. Faster, and faster until I see the fence of a building. The Umbrella Academy had fallen to the ground.

"Y/N?" I yell, "Y/N, are you in there?!" I move to the fence, I reach my hand out to move it but, as soon as I make contact I jerk my hand away. I groan and look at my hand, "Great," I whisper looking at the burn on my hand. I slowly creep up into the building, then I see shoes. Still attached to a body but, the body is barely holding together. "Y/N?" I ask, it was her. A massive metal bar pinning her to the ground on her back.

I hear her raspy breathing, and lean over. Her eyes wide, her hair blowing, I sit next to her and ask one more time. "Y/N?"

She did not answer, nor did she breathe again. She was dead.
I touch her shoulder, "Y/N," I say louder, I can feel my emotions creep up higher but, I don't care. "Y/N! Wake up!" I yell, shaking her. "Number 8, Gosh darn it, wake up!" I let go and slam my hands against the only standing wall.

"Five?" I hear a raspy voice call, "Five are you there?"

I open my eyes and jump to Y/N, I grab her hand and squeeze it as tightly as possible. "Y/N, Y/N I'm here, I'm here." I repeat. No response. "Hey, hey, it's okay," I whisper, My mind is playing tricks on me I think. I grasp her hand with my other and press it on my lips. I let go and slowly close her eyes.

I stand up and look at the sky, I feel a sharp pain in my chest. I begin to gasp for air. I felt like I was suffocating. I was suffocating, the loss of air so great, I didn't even feel the impact of the ground.

I felt like the building had fallen on top of me. I don't know what happened here. But whatever it is, I'm going to stop it. I am going to keep her alive
I hear in the back of my head. I wake with a jolt, How long was I out? What is all a fever dream? Stress? I wonder. I am not in the comfort of snow in a field. I open my eyes. Then, I notice something, more bodies? More people dead? I slowly stand up, wipe a tear from my cheek & walk to the beings.

It was the Umbrella Academy.

Older, but it was them. All dead, all succumbed to the same fate as Y/N.
I walk over to Klaus, I give a small grin, He always wanted a beard I think. I walk over to Luther, he was always confusing, everyone was here. Exceot Vayna. She was no where to be found. Was she buried? Kidnapped? She couldn't have made it that far, everyone in the world was dead right?

I walk throught the corridors -well, what was left- and I see blue sparks, Grace was on the ground as well. Twiching, sparking, until after a while her blue faded to black. I couldn't bare it. I ran out of there. I can't even all that place my home anymore. I run, run, run. Run boy, run was all I could think. Run boy, run, and disapear in the trees.

I stop in a meadow. Far in the woods, I fall to my knees and onto my back. I stare at the sky and remember the once blue world. I begin to think about my family. Grace, Allison, Vayna. Y/N I think, I repeat it, "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N" I couldn't even say her name without choking up. I think about the Umbrella Academy and- wait something was odd. 

Y/N was not older, she looked exactly like she did when she was with me.

I stand up and walk around, the trees bare and hollow, the bushes ashes. I walk out of the woods, coughing from the smoke all around me. I walk back to street

"What in the world?" I utter. What happened here? I wonder.
I stumble to a newspaper box, and take out a paper. "April 1st, 2019?" I say, April 1st I think. April 1st, was the day the Apocalypse came.

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