five is in the future, and he meets one last person. years later he takes her to meet the family and save the world.
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season one
6/29/24 - 7...
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word count: 910 __ Prologue
on april first, twenty nineteen, the earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic event.
billions of people were wiped out in a matter of minutes.
ironically the seven survivors of the apocalypse were the very siblings who brought it on.
"hold on! this could get messy!"
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may 1959
a young japanese girl un-gracefully landed into the floor of an alleyway, hailing from a raging cloud of blue lightning that never struck. her book of bags collided into her back painfully as she let a groan out.
her face hardened as she stood to see no one else around her. her first reaction was to keep her head down as she wondered out of the alley onto the street. she wobbled when she walked, the dizzying feeling and lack of vision through one eye.
wondering until she found a newspaper box, she patted herself down to find any form of currency until she realized if she had an up to date coin from the future it'd potentially be an issue. she kept doing so as she felt a man beside her stare.
he walked over, a taller gentlemen, and slotted a coin into the machine for her.
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february 1960
two men shouted, as they fell from a blue storm cloud of lightning.
"that's was..." the skinny white man said, his hand over his heart
"exhilarating!" the asian man exclaimed. as he looked around he posed question, "where's five?"
the two shouted in the alley in search for number five hargreeves, diego hargreeves, allison hargreeves and mei nakamura— or is it hargreeves now?
the blue cloud slowly evaporated, growing thinner and thinner until it zapped away, revealing the clear blue skies behind it.
"where is everybody? oh they're gone... like a fart in the wind..." the skinny man whimpered.
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june 1961
a tall women crashed into the ground in the night from that same crackling storm cloud. unable to scream and shout like the two just prior to her. she stumbled across the street, towards a restaurant, stadler's. people stared at her strange before she even entered.
