𝐅 𝐈 𝐕 𝐄 '𝐒 𝐏 𝐄 𝐓 - 𝐹. 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑠

𝗖 𝗛 𝗔 𝗣 𝗧 𝗘 𝗥 - 𝟰

                  𝟯𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪               

❝𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼
                         𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲,❞

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(𝗬/𝗻) 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗙𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 outside for Vanya. "What's next after this?" (Y/n) asked Five. "Not sure just yet. But they should be done soon. It's been almost 30 minutes," Five answered. "How do you know that?" (Y/n) asked. Five leaned onto Vanya's car. "I'm a genius," Five told her. "Totally," (Y/n) sarcastically responded. A big boom was heard. Luther had punched a hole in the wall. "Jeez," (Y/n) whispered. The two made their way to the front. Vanya soon came out. "Well that clearly went well," Five commented. "You ready to go?" Five asked her. "I'm going back to the farm," Vanya stated. Five and (Y/n) started to follow after her. "Hey. Unacceptable Vanya. Remember we need to stick together," Five snapped. "Oh why, so I don't end the world again?" Vanya angrily asked. "Stupid," (Y/n) muttered. "Were you guys even gonna tell me?" Vanya asked the duo, as she opened the door to her car. "In our defense, no. Alright? And can you blame us? When you—you get angry shit blows up," Five stammered. "Great," Vanya sarcastically replied. "Are there any other family secrets you both failed to mention?" Vanya asked. She then got into her car and locked her door. "A boatload Vanya, which I don't have the luxury of sharing them with the—" Five stopped speaking. He then knocked on her car window. Vanya rolled her window down. "The clock is ticking on doomsday. Just tell me that when we need you, you'll be ready," Five softly said. "I can't help you guys. I don't even know who I am," Vanya told him. She started up the engine. "You're our sister," Five answered. "And a member of the Umbrella Academy. Like it or not that's who you are," Five exclaimed. "Look that's who I was, okay? New timeline new me," Vanya declared. "No that's now how it—" Five got cut off by Vanya driving away. Five sighed. "I told you,"
(Y/n) bragged. "Yeah well, she'll be back," Five stated. "And if not?" (Y/n) asked. "Then we kidnapped her," Five responded. "Ha, ha, very funny," (Y/n) sarcastically said. Five looked at her with a straight face. "Are you serious?" (Y/n) asked him. He shrugged in response. They looked over at the wall with a hole in it. On other side was Luther sticking his middle finger in the air for them to see. "Wonder if it's too late to be un-adopted," Five muttered. "Mhm," (Y/n) agreed. "Come on," Five said. (Y/n) and Five then walked away.

Five and (Y/n) arrived at Elliott's apartment. "Stay still! How many times do I have to tell you!?" Lila shouted. Five and (Y/n) made their way to the living room. "Where have you two been?" Diego asked them. "With Vanya," (Y/n) replied. She sat down on the opposite couch. "Yup. Found her. Found Luther. Didn't end well," Five explained. "Where did you find her?" Diego wondered. "In a field. Some Swedes were after her," Five responded. "So what, you just let her go?" Diego asked. "Well Vanya had a lot to process. She'll come around. I know she will," Five said, pacing the room. "What about the guys that went after her?" Diego asked. "The Swedes?" Five asked. "Yeah I mean, how do you know they won't go after her again?" Diego asked Five. While they were talking, Elliott gave (Y/n) and Lila a cup of coffee and set another one down on the table. Five grabbed the cup of coffee on the table. "Right now our priority is finding dad and getting answers. Cause everything else depends on it, " Five told them. He then sank down on the couch beside (Y/n). "Which for the record I found him," Diego snapped. "And then let him go before we could have a meaningful conversation," Five reminded him. "He stabbed me," Diego bluntly said. "I'm surprised he waited this long, Diego. We've all had the urge," Five scolded. Lila started to laugh. "Good one," she agreed. She raised her hand, waiting for Five to high-five her. He only gave her a stare. "Good thing I know where's Dad's gonna be tonight," Five assured Diego and
(Y/n). He passed Diego an invitation. "Where'd you get this?" Diego asked. "(Y/n) and I found it in his office while he was busy stabbing you," Five grinned. "Hoyt Hillenkoetter and the Consulate General of Mexico in Dallas cordially invites you to a gala," Diego read. "Whoa wait. Hoyt Hillenkoetter!" Elliott exclaimed. "Are you serious?" he asked. "You know him?" (Y/n) asked. "We should go," Lila suggested. "Says there gonna be a seafood tower," she mentioned. "No, Hillenkoetter is—is one of the Majestic Twelve," Elliott answered (Y/n). "The hell is the Majestic Twelve?" Diego pitched in. "What? It's a—a secret committee. Uh, scientists, military, uh deep state. No one knows what they really do," Elliott explained. "Wait so they're government?" Diego asked Elliott. "Shadow government," Elliott corrected him. "Sounds like something Dad would be in," (Y/n) mumbled. "Yeah Kennedy was the first president to try to push 'em into the light but these guys are not to be trickier with. Here we go. Right here," Elliott said. He brought a picture to where
(Y/n) and Five sat. "That's Hoty right there," Elliott pointed. "Huh," Five and (Y/n) said in union. Five inspected the picture. "I only count 11," Lila mumbled. "Well that's because they've identified 11 so far," Elliott told her. "Who's the twelfth?" Diego asked. The three siblings look at each other. "Can it be?" Diego asked. "Would make sense to me," (Y/n) responded. "Well. One things for sure, we're going!" Five exclaimed.