━━━━━━━━━━ The sounds of heavy breathing and guns clanking filled your ears. The room was dark, the only light that was emanated came from red lights below you. You, and several other women, practiced the same movements, synchronizing with each other.
With a gun in your hand, you were so concentrated, blocking out everyone and everything, that you didn't notice the person walking up to your side.
"ведьма," The woman caught your attention, causing you to look at her, "есть кое-что, что вам нужно увидеть."
She lead you outside of the training room, bringing you towards a big monitor which was displaying breaking news. "Moments ago, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, an eccentric billionaire, was just found dead."
You stared blankly at the screen, processing what you just heard.
"That's your father, yeah?" The English words were laced thickly with a Russian accent.
"Well shit."
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Descending from the air, your red magic allowed you to softly touch the ground. In front, you could see the two umbrellas, one on each door. The thoughts of the Umbrella Academy all together brought back dreadful memories.
