Let it Rain (The Umbrella Academy)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Grandma's House

"Hey, can you drive any faster?" Luther asked Five from the back seat.

"Ask me again, and I'll burn you with the cigarette lighter," Five snapped as he tapped his fingers on the wheel. Klaus looked over at Five to find that his look of perturbation was equal to his own.

They came to a breakneck stop in front of the cabin. They threw their doors open and ran inside. "Allison! Eight!" they all called. When they burst in they found Allison lying in a pool of blood spilling from her throat.

"Allison! NO!" Luther cried out as he cradled her head in his big arms and stroked her face. She was hanging on to dear life by a thread.

"Oh, my God. Allison." The others crowded around her as they watched their brother fail to choke back tears.

"Please look at me," One begged through sobs as he rocked her drifting body.

Klaus held his breath. "Where's Eight?.." he mumbled out in shock.

Five stood still. "Bonnie..." Then he frantically searched the house. "Bonnie!" he tried to wheeze out. There were a thousand scenarios where something could've happened to her. All of the windows were blown to shards along with everything else glass, all of the furniture was pushed out of place, and things were scattered across the floor as if a tornado had passed through or a bomb had gone off.

"Five, we gotta go. We gotta get Allison to Mom."

Five shook his head. "I have to find Bonnie first." He blipped throughout the rooms.

"Five! We'll come back! We have to go, she's dying!" Spaceboy carried the powerless and fading Rumor in his large arms to take her to the car. Five spatial jumped outside. "Thank you." But instead of going to the car, Five started going around the house looking for her.

"Bonnie!" Number Five called out.

"Eight! Eighty!" Klaus and Diego called behind him.

"Cameron!" he tried again. Five had circled the entire cabin and didn't see any sign of her. He started pacing in a frenzy.

"We have to go," Luther ordered him. They looked at their sister and knew that they had to go right away but they couldn't just leave Eight if she was out here on the brink of death like this sister was.

"I don't understand." Five threw his hands up and continued pacing. "We've looked all over the property."

"Maybe she got away?" Klaus hoped.

Five realized how worked up he was getting so he took a breath then put his hands in his pockets and leaned against a tree. "In that crime scene? She wouldn't have left Allison either. She-she—" A drop fell on Five's head. He automatically touched his hand to where it had landed. "Not rain. Not now," he complained in a gruff voice.

When he pulled his fingers back to look at it, the drop was red. His eyes shot up to see what looked like his brother, hanging on to the side of a tree with nothing but the red drenched limb jutting out from his middle. The body was nearly split in half. Five covered his mouth and more of the blood dribbled on the his face. He hysterically wiped it off and pushed himself away from the tree. His eyes shot to the original Number Four staring in bewilderment at the horrific scene. The Boy collapsed to his knees as his mind tried to form words. Klaus stumbled back and fell to the ground beside him.

"What're you guys doing? We have to go!" One shouted in distress until he followed where their eyes were facing. Diego and Luther stood there stupidly aghast at the gruesome scene.

"I'm g-gonna kill him for this..." Diego said aloud in a low gravelly voice. "I don't care that he's her brother. H-He killed Eigh-Eighty," Two stuttered. "What he did doesn't deserve mercy."