Rotting from the Inside ; Five Hargreeves

Chapter 9: The Day that Wasn't

A/N:
again, probably shitty, this won't be edited

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"Three days?"

Seraphina was huddled on the couch, curled almost into fetal position. Her wings were wrapped around her in an attempt to comfort herself as she stared off, a state she had been in since she regained consciousness, after her 'episode.'

The Hargreeves had called a family meeting, discussing the quickly incoming apocalypse. The disfunctional group was trying to come up with some sort of "game plan", now that Five had disappeared. Again.

Allison was passing out coffee to the members present as they were talking, Seraphina appearing entirely oblivious to everything happening around her.

"That's what Five said."

Klaus speaks, picking up a coffee, " The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it. He just left out the part about how soon."
"But can we trust him? I don't know if you've noticed, but Five's a little," Allison twirls her finger in a circle next to her head, whistling. Klaus chuckles dryly, "Our little psycho."

"He was pretty convincing," Luther speaks up, "If he wasn't trying to stop an apocalypse, those lunatics wouldn't be chasing him."
"That's why they were after him?"
"Yeah."

"What did Five even see?"
An awkward silence ensues, Luther trying to gather his words before speaking,
"Uh... Apparently, we all fought together against whoever was responsible."
A longer silence follows, before Luther clicks his tongue and stands up.
"Okay. So, here's the plan. Uh, we go through Dad's research--"

"Wait, what?"
"Hold on, hold on."
"Wait a tick, wait a tick, wait a tick. What actually happened the first time around?"
"Yeah, what are you not telling us?... Come on, big boy, spit it out."

Luther, being put on the spot, panics, mumbling into his coffee cup.

"What was that?"

The man looks around nervously, before turning behind him towards the huddled up girl on the couch, almost desperately,
"Sera?"

Everyone looks at each other, concerned, before Klaus speaks warily, "Oh.. Uhm.. Maybe we shouldn't bother her-"

"We died."

The girl's airy voice pierces through the room, her body unmoving, and her eyes not changing from their glazed-over state.

"All of us."

A shocked and foreboding silence hits the room, before an umbrella falls to the ground suddenly, opening up, eliciting a surprised yelp from Klaus.

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"So you're just telling-- No, we need to figure this out," Diego's voice speaks loudly.
"Is it just us?"
"It's everybody."
"In the house?"
"No, outside the house. Everyone died."

"Hey," Vanya walks into the room garnering the room's attention, save for the girl curled up on the couch. She notices Seraphina remaining almost catatonic as she passes the couch before looking back at the rest of her family, "What's going on? is Phina okay?