9│THERE ON THE DOUBLE

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❛ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇʟᴀɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ​​​​​​​​​​. ❜ ° . ༄
- ͙۪۪˚   ▎❛ 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 ❜   ▎˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
»»————- ꒰ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ꒱


❝ I'LL BE THERE WHEN YOU
WANT ME / SOME WAY, SOME
HOW / 
[. . . ] MY LOVE IS ALIVE
/ WAY DOWN IN MY HEART /  
ALTHOUGH WE ARE MILES APART 

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October 14, 2006

"Step lively, children," came Reginald's command. "We have a mission to do. Number One, round up the children!"

A teenaged Luther came out of his room wearing his full uniform. He clapped to get everyone's attention as he called out: "let's go. Get your asses in gear. My man, Diego."

He patted Diego on the shoulder as he passed his brother, who retorted, "my ass is always in gear."

"Come on, guys. Come on." The blond paused outside of the bathroom, where he opened the door to find Klaus drunk and giggling in the bathtub while Allison struggled to get him on his feet.

She grunted at the exertion it was taking to lift him up. "Are you kidding me, Klaus? You just got back from rehab!"

Her brother was no help, flopping limply back into the tub. "I'm California sober, Allison."

Luther sighed as Number Four remained predictably not ready. "Come on, guys. Just hurry up. Dad's waiting!"

Next, he went to Ben's room. The sixth Hargreeves remained in his casual dress of a button-down shirt and tie as he relaxed on his bed with a book. Pre-transition Viktor stood in front of his mirror as he tried on his brother's Domino mask. Luther frowned at the sight. "Ben! Why aren't you dressed?"

"I'm not going," he replied evenly, not even looking up from his book as he flipped the page.

"But we'll be one man down!"

"Relax. Vanya can take my place."

At his endorsement, Viktor turned away from the mirror to face their leader, insisting: "I wanna help you guys."

Ever the rule-abider, Luther called into the hallway, "Dad?"

"Narc," Ben grumbled.

Reginald appeared in seconds, his cold, gray eyes taking in the scene. "Number Six. Why aren't you dressed?"

"He says he's not going," Luther answered dutifully.

Their father gave Ben a sharp look, then glanced at Viktor. "And what do you think you're doing?"

He faltered under the older man's intense scrutiny. "I just. . . I thought I could help on this mission."

Reginald's lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line— a common expression on his face— and both Six and Seven knew their agreement was a lost cause. Ben sighed as he closed his book and stood, while Viktor got the harsher reproach. "Take that off immediately. You look ridiculous."

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When the Academy was finally ready to go, they gathered in the living room so their father could brief them on the mission. He stood in front of the siblings with a pin-up board filled with the relevant information. "A Moldovan arms dealer has acquired a deadly new weapon. It's being held in a shipping container, awaiting a buyer. Your mission is to locate and destroy the weapon before the deal can be made. Number One will take point."

𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ━ five hargreevesWhere stories live. Discover now