AETHER ~ UMBRELLA ACADEMY

2.01

Right Back Where We Started

AN: I have literally so many ideas for this season and it is by far my favourite– words can’t express how excited I am for this!! Prepare for a lot of sadness besties. 

This is a very backstory heavy chapter so enjoy!

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1958

Lillith was thrown violently to the floor, the height wouldn't have been too damaging if it weren't for the torn stitches she had been suffering from.

She groaned as she landed on her back, hitting her head slightly on the concrete, causing her light headed-ness to only get worse.

“Ow, fuck, where–” She started, groaning in pain as she looked around at her surroundings. “Guys! Hello?”

And no one was there– everyone she loved had left her. . . again.

Then as she had to practically crawl over to a wall to try and help her lean on to stand up, barely being able to move as it was, she heard the sound of some men talking before their footsteps stopped.

“Oh, Stevie, look what we have here,” one of them whistled lowly and truthfully the woman didn't have it in herself to care. 

“Ah well aren't you a pretty one,” the other wolf whistled at her, the shadows of them hovering over her, blocking the sunlight.

She exhaled, “Please I don't have anything on me just can you tell me where a hospital is?”

The two men glanced at each other before laughing, “Huh, a woman like you trying to tell two white men what to do. I don't think so.” He tutted placing his hand on her shoulder lifting her up slightly.

Her vision was still falling in and out so she couldn't really see what was happening, but she felt them. She felt their hands on her, not moving far but far enough to make tears form in her eyes and her body to automatically move backwards in defence. But behind her was a wall. There was no escape.

But then they stopped. They removed their hands from her as she heard a male voice going in and out.

“What are you. . . how dare you treat someone. . . get out of my sight. . . hurt. . . are you alright. . . let me help. . .”

And then darkness.

Unfortunately she did not see the newspaper flying past.

‘17th February 1958’

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1959

She tried not to scream as she felt herself falling very swiftly down to the floor, not feeling anything but the wind through her hair. 

And then the back of her head hit the floor, her having the blink the black dots away which clouded her vision. Her back was shooting in pain, so she had to hold it slightly as she stood up.

She thought the back pain would stop with her young body but apparently not.

Looking around she immediately knew she wasn't in the right time, she’d time travelled enough to know the exact feeling and to be able to recognise the different timelines. Perhaps it was the 60s or 70s, she really couldn't get them right.

“Fuck,” she groaned until she saw Five’s ‘portal’  of some sort disappearing. “Fuck!” She yelled again, raising her arms into the air. “Fucking shit fuck! No, no, no, no!”