n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach-lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended...
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18 years ago
Reginald Hargreeves walks around an underground training room under his house. Pogo follows him as he sees each of his children training.
Luther is seen easily lifting five hundred pounds.
"Keep your form Number One" states Reginald as he continues walking.
He keeps walking to see a massive water tank, with a young Diego inside.
"How long has he been in there?" asks Reginald.
"Six hours." states Pogo proudly.
"Tell him he can come out at ten hours." says Reginald coldly.
Reginald continues walking as a young Diego flips him off.
He passes a young Klaus who's sitting on the floor. Eyes closed, trembling.
Reginald walks closer to him, leaning down. "Clear your mind." says Reginald quietly.
"But... the voices..." says a scared young Klaus.
"The voices are there to serve you. Not the other way around. Your fear is a weapon, and I want you to use it. Now. Clear your mind." says Reginald sternly yet fatherly.
Reginald backs away from the young number four, walking over towards a bench where number three lays down on it reading a book.
"You're supposed to be training, number three." says Reginald sternly.
"I heard a rumor I didn't have to." says the young girl without looking away from her book.
"Quite right." Reginald says in a slight haze with his eyes clouded over.
Moving on towards another room to see a room full of scared soldiers. Seeing behind them, a young number six runs towards them as they open fire, with him letting out the octopus tentacles from his stomach.
"Excellent work, Number Six," says Reginald proudly.
"Ben." says a quiet Vanya. "His name's Ben."
Reginald looks down with a sour face. "You're not supposed to be down here." says Reginald sternly.
"We have names!" yells Vanya.
Reginald walks down another hallway to a room that Pogo is in. A room that's seemingly empty.
"How's he doing?" asks Reginald curiously.
"See for yourself. Should be arriving in 4...3...2...1." says Pogo as we see a room full of mannequins.
Reginald watches the mannequins, nothing happens for a moment. Suddenly the room explodes into chaos. In seconds the mannequins are slashed completely with knives in their chest.
