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Luther awoke to a bright light shining down on him.

"Where am I?" He breathlessly muttered.

"The academy silly, everyone's waiting for you." The blonde robot responded before going back to her chores. He followed the sounds of laughter, which led him to a kitchen.

"Well, look who's up."

"Smoothie?" Sloane offered. Luther grumbled but took the smoothie, looking around at his so-called childhood home. It was too modern, something that Reginald would never allow in their timeline.

"Join us." Fei gestured towards the table. "You must be starving."

"No, no, I probably shouldn't- oh, is that cashew butter." The Sparrows laughed as they watched the big dude sit down. "I am a bit peckish, actually."

Slow footsteps trudged into the room, causing the Sparrows and Luther to look up. Y/N had just entered the kitchen, a stuffed bear in her hand.

"Sleeping Beauty has finally awakened." Alphonso joked.

"Come sit, darling." Ben patted his lap. Y/N submissively obeyed and sat down, causing Ben to wrap his arms around her waist. "Say hello to our guest, Y/N."

Y/N shyly looked over at Luther and waved.

"Y/N," He tried to walk towards her, but Jamie hissed at him, a threat. "It's really you."

"Lu-" She tried before she was interrupted by her sibling.

"No talking, eat Y/N, you need nutrition." Ben said before spoon feeding her yogurt. Luther looked at her with sad eyes. The Y/N he knew was bright and bubbly, but never this submissive.

"Let us introduce ourselves. I'm Ben, Number Two."

Luther chuckled," I know, it's great to see you again, buddy." Ben had a disgusted look on his face.

"Anyways, I'm Fei," The girl with the sunglasses broke the tension.

"Nice birds." Luther joked.

"They shouldn't be."

"I'm Sloane, hey."

"I'm Jayme, Six."

"That's Christopher, of course, number seven." Ben pointed at the floating cube then looked back down at the spoon-fed girl in his lap. "And this is Y/N, number eight." The girl sent him a small smile that was quickly shut down when Fei's bird screeched at her.

"So, where's number one?" Luther asked, looking around.

"That's what we'd like to know."

"Oh, come on, is this a game. You guys don't seriously think we took him, do you?" Luther awkwardly laughed. "Do you?"

"It's simple," Ben continued, "You took our number one, so we took you."

"This sounds like an easy fix, I'll go back to my family, see if they have him, and if they do I'll tell them to set him free. How's that sound?" Luther stood up.

"What's the rush? Wait until Marcus gets back."

"My family will come for me."

"Great, well I'm the meantime, what yourself at home."

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A soft knock sounded on Y/N's door. "You don't have to knock, Ben."

"I hate to break it to you, but I'm not Ben." Luther stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Oh!" Y/N gasped, "it's you." Luther eyes scanned around the room and stopped at a part of the center of the wall.

"Is that...us?" Luther pointed. On her wall we're hand drawn pictures. Pictures of the Umbrella academy members, the flowers she used to give to her siblings, and the moon...crashing onto Earth.

"I-It's my dreams." She walked over to Luther and subtly observed him before she continued talking. "Every night, I have these dream-like memories. Most nights they're the same, but sometimes I get new one's." Luther said nothing but nodded for her to continue. "They're so detailed that when I wake, I can remember mostly everything, so I draw it before I forget again."

"It's like this story I've created in my head. See? This one is Five, this is Diego, that's Allison, that's Klaus, Vanya, Ben, You're Luther." She pointed to him. "And I'm Y/N Hargreeves... the Umbrella." She laughed, then paused.

"Only, I'm not sure if it's a dream anymore cause you're here. You're real. You are real, right?" Her hand went out to pinch his cheek. Luther winced and nodded his head, then spoke.

"Y/N, those aren't dreams?" He spoke.

"What?"

"What you're dreaming isn't a dream at all," he pulled down his sleeve, revealing his umbrella tattoo," you're an Umbrella, you're my sister."

Y/N slightly chuckled," I think I would remember if I had a whole other family. Besides, It's impossible. Being a Sparrow is what I've known for," She paused. "Actually, I don't know how long, but it's all I know. It's familiar."

"Y/N!" A Sparrow's voice called out.

"You should probably get out now." Luther nodded at her words and stood up, though he held something pull his sleeve.

"I mean, like, out of this house. M-my siblings aren't your normal superheroes. They'll kill whatever or whoever's in their way."

"Luther gently pulled her hand off of his arm and chuckled, "Have you met your family?" Before walking out of her room.

For a while, Y/N stood there, in her room, her face static. She pulled up her left arm sleeve and cried. A symbol in the shape of an umbrella was displayed on her inner arm.