Reunited after their father's death, estranged siblings with extraordinary powers uncover shocking family secrets and a looming threat to humanity.
In which you are a member of the Umbrella Academy and you help your best friend and childhood crush F...
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Five felt some pain in his stomach when he followed The Handler to her office to eat lunch with her.
He let out a quiet grunt in pain before he stopped to look at his stomach, but there was no cut or blood which made him wonder why he suddenly felt like he had just being stab.
"Come on now" The Handler said and Five ignored the pain before he sat down together with The Handler and started eating lunch with her.
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"And that's how Phil determined that the archduke just had to go" The Handler said as they put down their glass "Care for dessert?" she asked "I had a bad Twinkie in the apocalypse once. It kind of put me off desserts" Five said "Please, indulge me" The Handler said as she push a bowl of candy towards Five and he let out a sigh before he pick one up, opened it, and put it in his mouth.
"What's that taste like to you?" she asked "The 1950s?" he asked "Precisely right. Our clever metaphysics division concocted a way to perfectly distill an entire decade into a single candy. This one's modeled after the Fudge Mutt, America's favorite in 1955" she said "Remarkable" he said "You'll be happy to know it's the very division that's building your new body. Oh, that reminds me. I have something for you" she said before she put her fingers on a intercom "Carla?" she asked "Yes?" Carla said "Would you bring the box in, please" The Handler asked "Certainly" Carla said.
The Handler got up from her chair as Carla walked into the office holding a box and put it on the desk before she left.
"Go ahead. Open it" The Handler said and Five opened the box before he looked inside it "Clothes make the man, Five. Won't be nice when you can actually wear it? Very soon, I assure you. They're perfecting your body as we speak" The Handler said "Thank you. It's a very kind gift" Five said and closed the box.
He then turned around and pointed on a flamethrower "Is that a Chinese flamethrower?" he asked "Good eye" she said and he walked closer to it "War. Such a fascinating concept. A temporary salve for a permanent human flaw. Course, it's a bit easier to see from 30,000 feet" she said and chuckled as she walked up to him.
"These are just some of the things I've collected in my travels" she said, moving her hand to all her collected before she picked up a grenade "M26 grenades from the Vietnam War" she said before putting it down.
"And this, the most noteworthy, perhaps" she said before she picked up a pistol "My Walther pistol. The very one Hitler used to kill himself. We're not supposed to take these kind of things, but...he wasn't gonna use it anymore" she said before she pointed with the pistol "Feel...how perfectly balanced that is" she said before she handed the pistol to Five.
"I had some thoughts I wanted to run by you. Some suggestions to improve Commission protocol" he said "Mm! Shaking things up already" she said as she took the pistol from him and put it down "I admire that" she said, stroking her hand down his cheek before she poke his nose.
