𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 (𝑫.𝑮.)

𝑻𝒆𝒏

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑠

Diego, Klaus, Five, and Luther all sat in the back of the car on the way to the cabin. Luther was more panicked than Diego even if all Diego could think about was the last thing he did with Talia. "Hey. Can you go any faster?" Luther asked five for the hundredth time.

"Ask me again, and I'll burn you with the cigarette lighter." He said before he sped up. Once they made it to the cabin it looked fine on the outside but what was on the inside would shake them all to their core.

"Allison! No!" Diego heard Luther yell before he entered the home. Although Allison wasn't who he was looking at.

"Talia!" Diego shouted as he ran over to the girl. Her body was limp as he moved her off the wall, his hand entangling itself in her bloody hair. "Talia, you gotta open those eyes!" He received no response from the brunette. "Hey! I already lost two people maybe three, but there's no way I'm losing you." Tears started to fall down his face, causing her, already blood stained shirt to become more wet. Diego picked her up bridal style as he rushed her to the car, Luther doing the same with Allison. "Five if you do not floor it I will personally see that you die before the rest of us!" Diego yelled as he held Talia in his arms.

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"I don't think they're breathing!" Luther said as he realized neither of the women's chests were rising and falling as normal. They placed both women on different tables and grace examined both.

"Allison suffered a severe laceration to her larynx. One of you will need to give blood. Skylar cracked her skull open, she's gonna need surgery and staples."

"I'll give blood to Allison." Luther said.

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

"Hey don't sweat it. I-I got this, big guy. I love needles."

"Master Klaus. Your blood is...how shall I say this? Too polluted."

"Move." Diego finally spoke. "I'll do it." He was confident until he saw the needle and passed out. They took his blood anyway.

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Diego paced in the living room as he waited for Talia to be out of her surgery. "Sit down before you make a divot in the floor boards." Five sighed.

"That bastard who almost killed our sister and Talia, is still out there, with Vanya. We need to go after her."

"Vanya is not important." Five said.

"Hey, that's your sister. 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. Harold Jenkins is our first priority."

"I agree. Let's go."

"You guys count me out. 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."

"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." Diego stormed over and grabbed klaus by his collar.

"That jackass almost killed the love of my life, do you understand? I do not care about the newly sober bullshit you're going through. You'll be a lot more worried about not having a dick if you don't get your ass in the goddamn car!" Diego shouted in his face.