𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 || 𝘍. 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘴

𝐓𝐖𝐎

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SEASON ONE: We only see each other at weddings and funerals

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New York, 2019.

In the streets of New York, an empty mansion was located, owned by eccentric billionaire, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, who was now pronounced dead.

The beautiful mansion that was once lively with the eight children running around, that mansion was now cold and empty, it stood still in time.

One other thing that stood still in time that was not the mansion, hidden somewhere deep in the depths of its halls, was the preserved sixteen-year-old body of their sibling, Number Eight, Mikayla Hargreeves.

Poor little Mika was locked in one of the panic rooms, deep in the mansion's gated halls as soon as she was brought back home, unconscious from her first mission in a long time. Mika went from greiving the loss of her Number Five, to insisting that she was ready to go on a mission after three long years, to returning home, barely even awake and breathing.

None of her remaining siblings could remember what happened to the little Siren of the family, it was a mystery that the others are not ready to uncover.

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The woman that played in the darkened concert hall was now on her way to the mansion that belonged to her father. Number Seven, Vanya Hargreeves, was in a taxi on her way to what once was 'The Umbrella Academy'.

As she sadly looked out of the taxi window, raindrops softly brushing the glass that was protecting her from the rain, she was thinking countless of thoughts that were messing up her emotions.

Vanya was in deep thought until the taxi driver knocked on the small window separating them, "Miss? We're here."

Vanya got out of the taxi, looking up with saddened eyes, there it was, standing tall and proud in front of her was the mansion that used to be her home. Opening the doors to the lobby, she walked around, entering the common room, "Hey, mom."

"Mom?" Vanya called out again to her mother who was sitting in a chair, staring deep into an empty space.

"Vanya?" Another voice called out, walking down the stairs, "You're actually here."

Vanya turned around to reveal her other sister, Number Three, the famous Allison Hargreeves.

"Hey, Allison." "Hey, sis." The two greeted each other, Allison pulling Vanya into a much needed hug.

"Ah. What is she doing here?" A male voice was now in the picture, walking out of the common room. "You don't belong here. Not after what you did." Number Two, Diego Hargreeves, scoffing as he went past his sisters.

"You're seriously gonna do this today?" Allison asked Diego as the man simply ignored her and went upstairs. "Way to dress for the occasion by the way." She continued.

"At least I'm wearing black." Diego responded, disappearing into the halls of the mansion.

"You know what? I–– Maybe he's right." Vanya spoke softly looking at Allison, "–And I shouldn't––."

"Forget about him." Allison cut her off and smiled a bit, "I'm glad you're here."

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Upstairs in Sir Reginald's bedroom, stood tall beside the bed, rummaging through the stuff scattered in the room was Number One, Luther Hargreeves.

Diego was outside, walking the halls, then walking into their father's room, finding Luther looking out the window.

"I can save you some time." Diego called out to Luther as he leaned on the door frame. "They're all locked." He motioned to the windows.

"No forced entry, no sign of struggle. Nothing out of the ordinary." He lists them down as he enters the room towards Luther.

"Oh, you got big, Luther. What's the secret, huh?" He taunts his brother, "Protein shakes? Low carbs?"

"What do you want?" Spoke Luther.

Diego pulls something out of his pocket, a piece of paper, and hands it to Luther. "The autopsy report."

As Luther was about to take the file from Diego, "Ah." Diego teased one last time and raised the paper just as Luther was about to grab it.

"Before you take this, how's Mika? Have you seen her? Is she even alive?" He asked, his mood changing slightly.

"Dad never allowed me near the halls where she was locked in." Luther replied.

"Well, Dad's dead now, ain't he? What's stopping you from finding her?"

"Just hand me the autopsy report, Diego. And you have this, why?" Luther finally grabs the paper and opens it.

"Well, that's because I... broke into the coroner's office." Diego turned around, sat in a random chair, crossed his arms, and smirked. "And surprise, surprise, Dad's death was... normal. Just a boring, old heart failure." He finished.

"Yeah, so?" Luther retorted.

"So, why're you in here, checkin' all the windows?" Diego asked, deep in his mind, he was suspicious of his brother.

"Were you the first one on the scene?" Pushed Luther. "Pogo found him." Diego replied calmly.

"Yeah, I talked to Pogo. He said he couldn't find Dad's monocle nor the keys to the gated hall." Luther told Diego as he asked, "and your point being?"

"Can you think of a single time you saw Dad and he wasn't wearing that monocle? No. Which means someone took it." Luther pushed. "Which means there's a chance he wasn't alone when he died."

"There is no mystery here. Nothing to avenge. Nothing to solve, nothing like that." Diego replied, slightly annoyed. "Its just a sad old man who kicked it in a big, empty house."

"Just like he deserved." Diego ended the conversation, got up from the chair and started walking out of the room.

"You should leave." Luther whispered.

"Whatever you say, brother. I'm off to find Mika." Diego spoke as he turned the corner on his way to find their sister.

End

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Hello dear readers
The next chapter will dive
into the depths of what happened
to our dear Mika Hargreeves

What do you think
went on in that mission?