SOCIOPATH | Five Hargreeves

XIII •~-~• "Lightweight"

S1E9 - CHANGES

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY rushed Allison into the house and up the stairs to medical. Luther panicked and began to cry. Five held Allison's throat, applying pressure so she wouldn't bleed out.

"She suffered a severe laceration to her larynx," Grace looked back at them, "One of you will need to give blood."

"I will," the boys all said.

"I'm doing it," Luther commanded.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy," Pogo shook his head. "Your blood is more compatible with mine."

Luther frowned.

Klaus waved his hands at himself, "Hey, don't sweat it!" Klaus moved to the other side of the table, "I got this, I love needles."

"Master Klaus, I'm afraid your blood is - how should I say this - too polluted," Pogo frowned.

"Move," Diego grumbled, moving to stand where Klaus was. "I'll do it."

Grace pulled out a needle and turned to face Diego. As soon as his eyes landed on it, he fainted.

Pogo nodded, "Stick him."

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"THE BASTARD THAT nearly killed our sister is still out there, with Vanya. We need to go after her," Diego said, pacing the floor in the common room.

"Vanya is not important," Five said.

Five was limping around the room, Angel watching as he winced ever so often. Klaus chewed on his fingernails. He was in his own world.

"Hey, that's your sister," Diego looked at Five, "A little heartless, even for you, Five."

"I'm not saying I don't care about her, but if the apocalypse happens today, she dies along with the other seven billion of us," Five growled. "Harold Jenkins is our first priority."

"I agree," Diego said, "Let's go."

Angel stood and went to follow the two boys when Klaus interrupted.

"You guys count me out," Klaus looked up to his three siblings, "I mean, you know, no offense or whatever. It's just... I kind of feel like this is a whole lot of pressure for newly-sober me, so..."

"You're coming," Diego concluded.

"No, no, no. I mean, I think we can all agree that my powers... I mean, it's pretty much useless. I'd just be holding you guys back,"

"Klaus, get up," Five ordered.

"You can't make me," Klaus guffawed.

Diego chucked a knife in between his legs, just shy of his crotch.

"Oh, then again, a little exercise couldn't hurt," Klaus wobbled off the couch and shot a look at Angel.

She smirked, and cocked an eyebrow, earning an eye roll from her friend.

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THE FOUR HARGREEVES siblings went to investigate Harold Jenkins' house. When they arrived, they went inside and were definitely surprised at what they'd walked into. Leonard was lying on his back with knives, scissors, and forks sticking out of his stomach. He had an eyepatch on with blood seeping into it.

"It's not exactly what I was expecting," Klaus mumbled, doubling over and placing his hands on his knees.

"The understatement of the year," Five quipped.