𝟯𝟴. kugelblitz

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As much as Josie wanted to figure out why Harlan was suddenly 60, why Sloane ran away or why she found Allison in the bathroom trying to make herself happy, she knew she had enough of fives family, waking up on the opposite side of her bed, getting drunk by herself.

It was somehow the next day and unfortunately she has no memory of what she got up, however it felt nice to be by herself, as much as she needed five, she also needed to be alone. It didn't take long to snap back into reality, coming out of her bedroom hungover and tired, ready for another day of hell.

"Morning Chet." Josie yawned, closing one of her eyes, dressed for the day. "Good morning young lady." He said with a smile on his face, roaming the halls.

Holding her head and making her way towards one of the elevators, Josie yawned as she saw four of the family members, Luther gasping. "What the hell happened to you? You disappeared last night" He asked, Josie shushing him.

"I'm 100% certain that I have a concussion from the cube freak. Anyone else?" Her voice rasped out, rubbing her eyes and truly feeling 17, her body not being able to handle liquor.

"Okay, this family is falling apart." Furrowing her eyebrows at Viktors cut, Diego's bruise on the neck, and Allison plotting a murder, Josie wondered what happened after she left, a little concerned for this family now.

Groaning when she saw a big blue light, Josie suddenly felt better when she saw five and her sister coming out of it, falling into each other. It took them a moment to get themselves together as Josie helped him up.

Throwing her arms around him into a hug, Josie didn't think she could miss someone so much, having Deja vu from when he left her the first time in 2019 to be at the commission. "I have spent too much time with your family." She whispered, five hugging her back, his posture going weak for a moment.

"Can I tell you one thing?" He asked her, josie not liking where this was going. "I want you to go first." He told her, not fully understanding what he meant by that.

He was sad about something, but he knew now was the place, sucking it up for a second. Before josie could ask what he meant by that question, she wasn't able to. Hearing Allison yell at him.

"You had the briefcase? We've been looking for this." Breaking the hug, five's hand lingered on Josie's back for a second, both watching her hold the briefcase, only for it to never work again.

"Last one— or was the last one." Five corrected, his tongue playing with the inside of his cheek for a second. Noticing the way her sister was hugging Diego, it appeared they were together again, having a very weird relationship. Josie looked back at five who then gave up on the briefcase, sighing.

"Hey chatty Cathys, quit the chitchat alright? I'm calling a family meeting here." Five declared. Josie kept her mouth shut, knowing why he decided to call one. Clearly, the commission is gone.

"Spit it out five." Allison gritted, looking up at the boy while sitting down. "Oh, well since you asked so nicely sister mine, our little paradox brought forth the freaking kugelblitz."

With her jaw practically hitting the floor, Josie knew how if something were wrong you'd ask the operations bunker for the founder, which means the times lines are eating themselves if they had to find the founder. "Oh my god, who is the founder?" Josie asked, a little off-topic but still curious to know.

"What the hell is a Kugelblitz?" Asked Viktor, who needed some more answers. Josie knew she needed a drink, five following her, deciding to explain what it was. Standing beside five, Josie was worried if there wasn't enough alcohol, seeing how that was the only thing this family ever drank-- including her. Finding some run, five took it straight from the bottle, a little worried about him. "Are you sure you're alright?" Josie whispered, the other siblings minding their business.

"No, but I'll explain tonight, it's worse than we think for sure," he said, patting josie on the shoulder, shaking his head in the process. Biting her upper lip for a moment, she knew Five was having an existential crisis, letting him linger on that.

"So this kugelblitz, it's...." Viktor trailed off, being handed a shot, five handing them out like candy. For once josie was completely lost in this, also needing to know as she took two shots.

"The end of everything. Every rock, every star, every atom, sucked into a radiant black hole." Five stated, josie handing Allison some more liquor, also noticing her hair chopped off, wondering when that happened.

Josie was still technically hung over, needing to hydrate herself before she were to cause something wrong with her body, shaking her head. "Randomly collapsing matter every moment in time across all existence till nothings left." Lila added, her voice fading as she finished the sentence.

"Do we have any possibilities as to who killed our mothers? Because I think that's the bigger issue." Stated Josie, her sister agreeing. "It's quite impressive y'know. Whoever knocked off your mums hated you all enough to end the entire universe."

"We don't know that." Viktor quickly said, sounding a little too defensive. "It doesn't matter who created the damn thing, we just have to kick it's ass." Allison spoke, sitting quite far from the siblings.

"Five, be a doll and hand me a straw." Josie asked, coming out of the bar and laying on a chair, her head getting worse. "What's wrong?" He asked her, handing the girl a straw to drink her water wirh ice, tricking everyone to think she was also drinking.

"Hangover. Remember when that happened to us the first time we tried saving an apocalypse?" She laughed, her water suddenly gone. Five took her glass as Josie spaced out for a moment, suddenly feeling the chair she was laying on disappear as the ground shook, hitting her head hard.

The man that was sitting behind them was also gone, groaning on the floor. "You okay babes?" Yelled Lila, taking a sip. Giving a thumbs up, her sister helped her getting up, her brain going fuzzy for a moment.

"What the hell was that?" She asked, and wondering why a random chair was the only non human thing that disappeared. "That was a kugelwave, it's only getting worse." Five told her, giving her a shot to which she denied.

Seeing Diego with Stanley, josie turned her head as Lila explained it was the end of the world basically. Worried that Chet wasn't here anymore, the girl leaned back to see him sitting there with his own television on, behind reception. Mostly everyone around them was gone except for him, finding that a little weird.

"We should've given him to Harlan." Luther stated, josie and five snapping their heads. "What about Harlan?" Asked Diego, Viktor growing quiet a little.

"The sparrows said if we turned him over, we could end the fighting, and then work together to save the world. But if we didn't—"

"But we tried to make peace. Okay, and then the step-siblings from hell attacked, kidnapped you and then they tried to kill us." Viktor pointed us, looking directly at Luther when speaking. Abducted, josie thought, also hearing Luther think it too, shaking her head.

"Working together would be like trying to defuse a bomb by pouring gas on it. It's only gonna make things burn down faster." He continued, defending Harlan still.

"But don't we need the big bad glow-y thing in their basement?" Klaus asked, hiccuping. Everyone paused as they turned to look at the man, noticing his wound closing by itself. Josie was slightly disturbed at how it was healing so fast, looking away for a second.

"Wait, Klaus you know where it is?" Josie asked, looking back at him; his wound back to normal. Listening to diego and Klaus now fight, Josie realized the kugelblitz would show up where they came from, in the house of the enemy.

Needing some more water for herself, Josie was feeling tired more than usual, hating how they were about to save the world again; but for her, she didn't know she wanted that again, feeling quite at peace with the way they are now.

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