𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♡

Changes

We had finally arrived at where Diego said Allison was located.

"Come on! Let's go!" Five yelled grabbing my arm and running inside with the others.

Allison laid on the ground. Her throat slit, holding onto life by a thread.

"I don't think she's breathing." Luther yelled crouching down next to her.

I was never close with Allison in fact, for most our childhood I hated her. But seeing her like this, I couldn't respond, I couldn't move.

Five once again grabbing my hand trying to snap me out of my own thoughts.

-☂︎-

"If we don't get her upstairs, she's gonna die." Klaus panicked running into the house.

"She's suffered a severe laceration to her larynx." Grace spoke rushing Allison to the med room. (?) "One of you will need to give blood."

"I will." All the boys answered. I would but needles.. Not my thing, not Diegos either.

"I will. I'm doing it." Luther stepped up.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy. Your blood is more compatible with mine." Pogo replied.

"Hey, don't sweat it. I got this, big guy. I love needles." Klaus stepped up next.

"Master Klaus. Your blood is... How shall I say this? Too polluted."

"Move. Yeah, go on. I'll do it." Diego spoke making me question his life decisions. He then saw the needle and proceeded to faint. I decided to hide behind Five so I wouldn't faint as well.

"Stick him." Pogo told Grace.

-☂︎-

"The bastard that nearly killed our sister's still out there, with Vanya." Diego spoke, he had finally woken up after a while of me slapping him in the face to wake up. "We need to go after her."

"Vanya is not important." Five replied.

"Hey, that's our sister." I yelled at him and slapped him upside the head.

"Yeah, a little heartless even for you, Five." Diego backed me up.

"I'm not saying I don't care about her, but if the apocalypse happens today, she dies along with the other seven billion of us." Five sighed. "Harold Jenkins is our first priority."

"I agree. Let's go."

"You guys count me out." Klaus spoke out of nowhere. "I mean, you know, no offense or whatever. It's just I kind of feel like this is a whole lot of pressure for newly-sober me, so-"

"You're coming." I responded.

"No, no, no. I mean, I think we can all agree that my power's I mean, it's pretty much useless.
I'd just be holding you guys back."

"Klaus, get up."

"You can't make me."

Diego threw a knife which just missed his crotch.

"Oh, then again, a little exercise couldn't hurt." He sighed.

-☂︎-

"It's not exactly what I was expecting." Klaus muttered looking around at the dead Leonard Peabody's.. Well, body.

"The understatement of the year." I replied.

"No sign of Vanya."

"Let's get out of here, before the cops come."

"In a minute." Five replied walking up to the body and taking the prosthetic eye out of his hand. He then proceeded to shove it in Peabody's eye-socket.