~𝕸𝖞 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕲𝖔 𝕺𝖓 ~𝐹𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓈

Chapter 1: Dolores

Dolores' POV:

"Allison, do your rumour thing to the robber with a gun. Diego, prepare your knives." 

Today was our first mission and we were ordered to stop a bank robbery. It was CHAOS, everyone screaming and robbers with guns.We were all hiding behind the counter listening to Luther, who was giving orders and TRYING to lead us.

" I don't give a shit about your orders, Luther," Diego replied, twiddling with his knife. Then he just got up and left, leaving us all behind in shock. "Did he just... yeah," Luther sighed, staring at Diego,"Klaus, look out for Diego," " Why am I always the damn lookout— wait, where are you going?"

"Imma crash through the roof," Luther answered, getting up. "Oh, you need a grand entrance? Do you also want us to fan your cape for dramatic effect?" Five sneered, while I held myself from laughing. "Piss off," Luther gave us a death glare.

Now Luther and Diego's gone, Allison's hiding behind a pillar, leaving only Klaus, Ben, Five and I.

"What are we gonna do now?"Ben suddenly asked. "Stay alive," Five simply answered, grabbing my wrist and leading me to a closer counter for a better look.

Gunshots. I slowly peeked behind the counter, and saw a masked robber lying on the floor, unconscious. Next to him I saw Allison smirking. "Guns are for sissies. Real men throw knives!" I heard someone shout. It was Diego! Apparently he is someone who pretends he doesn't care but does deep inside. I was about to get up to help the others too when suddenly a large figure came falling towards me from the ceiling. And we all knew who is THIS extra.

"What the hell man?!" I yelled, after dodging him with a somersault. Luther gave me a small shrug and threw a huge dude to the other side of the room. Luther and Five were already punching some of the bad guys so I decided to also make myself useful. The robber who got thrown by Luther was groaning and struggling to help himself up, so I dropped an entire safe on him, causing him to pass out again. I could see Five stapling a guy from the corner of my eye, like LITERALLY! To be honest, Five ALWAYS comes up with the most creative ways to handle people. Then Ben went inside the vault to kill the remaining robbers with his tentacles.

(Okay, so the whole thing was pretty chaotic and messy. But you can't blame us though: we're literally eleven! Some idiots can't even tie their own shoelaces at this age!)

We came out of the bank, and saw Uncle Reginald arriving in front of us. He gave a boring speech of how he adopted 6.5 children with special abilities to save the world and stuff. " Look here!" a reporter shouted. I forced a smile. I hate taking pictures. They just don't go well with me, especially ones that go on news and will be shown to the entire city. Five got a glance of me and squeezed my hand. That relaxed me a bit, and also made me turn pink.

My uncle was answering the questions from the reporter. " Sir Reginald, how is it possible to adopt 6.5 children?" " It's complicated," answers my uncle, as if he didn't care less.

In case you're wondering, yes, I am number 7.5. It's complicated. So, that happened when I was a baby. Ashley, who is my biological mom, was 15 when she had me. " Uncle Reginald," I heard her complain, " it has only been 2 weeks, and I am tired of it! Dolores is driving me crazy! I wake up seeing her cradle hanging upside down in the air!"

" Fine, I'll adopt her too."

" Wait, you'll adopt her? Like permanently?"

"Precisely.That is literally what adoption means,"my uncle answers, as if he was talking to an idiot or something.

" Wha—— well in that case, no thank you," Ashley said.

I heard Reginald talking about how he can train me to become the greatest hero in the city, along with his children.

" She needs to spend time with her REAL mom," Ashley said, as if she was a responsible teenager, " Plus, I also kinda want to take credit when she saves the world," she murmured to herself.

" How about this: I'll let her stay in the academy during the weekdays, and you're going to take care of her on the weekends. We both get to look after her. Deal?"

" Deal," Ashley replied.

And that is how I became number 7.5. I came from two families.

It's weird, because Reginald is kinda my adoptive father, but he is my biological grandfather. And he is also somewhat my uncle.

He told me to call him 'Uncle'. The term 'gramps' seems old to him.

( Why could I remember things when I was a baby? Well, it's mostly because of my telekinesis powers. When I try to move something with my mind, I absorb energy and it goes to my brain, forming a ball of light in it. I need a lot of space to make it, so my brain works like a computer. Every memory is like a computer document. It shrinks into a file so I can store endless memories in it. That's why I can remember almost everything in detail that happened in life. Not to brag, but I can remember things that happened when I was a week old!)

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It's a Saturday. I went to Ashley's house as usual. Her house is completely different from the academy. It's a small apartment, and really warm and cozy. There are mannequins with stylish outfits and colourful clothing designs sticking on the walls. Fabrics and clothing patterns laid on the table. Ashley's now a full time fashion designer. Well, I like art, so it's probably a genetic thing. " Hey Dorothy!" Ashley greeted me( she calls me that. Because: 

1. My name sounds like Dorothy,

 2. I sort of look like Dorothy, 

3. I like reading ' The Wizard of Oz, 

4. I wear blue all the time.)

 " Ashley!" I replied, smiling.

( I don't call her 'mom'. Grace is. Even though Ashley IS my biological mom, she is more like a sister to me. Plus, she's only 15 years older than me.)

I like spending time with Ashley. We make and design outfits together. She gives me trendy outfits. We binge watch "FRIENDS " together. We are like besties.

Ashley and I had Mac and cheese 🫕 for dinner. " So, how are things with Five?" She suddenly asked, with a sly smile on her face. I stared at my macaroni, trying not to make any eye contact with her. " What thing?" I mumbled, feeling annoyed and embarrassed deep down. I knew exactly what she meant.

A/N: Heyyy so I did some serious observation and found out that Five is more of a 'do' person than a 'say' person, which means he would show his care by doing things instead of saying that he does, since he doesn't like to show his feelings. Also, I've decided to write a love- hate relationship between Five and Dolores, so just like typical siblings, they argue a lot but also hang out with each other a lot. Finally, please be nice and maybe send this story to other TUA fans you know? That helps me a lot, thanks.🫶🏻🫶🏻

Btw, my friend drew this picture of Dolores, and I just LOVE it!! Shoutout to her!🫶🏻🫶🏻

Truth: Kiss, kill, marry Allison, Klaus and Five?

Kiss Klaus, Kill Allison, marry my soulmate Five.