𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃, five hargreeves

𝟬𝟬𝟭. the other universe

I WATCHED THE RAINDROPS run down the window, rooting for the middle one to be the fastest. The weather for the past few days has been terrible, but I actually liked it, Amelia used to tell me that I was weird for that.

"Honey," A hand appeared on my shoulder, making me turn my attention to the familiar blond woman. "I've got some great news for you before you go to bed," Betty said.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a couple of other kids send glares in my direction. I'm getting adopted. I turned to Betty and the smile on her face confirmed my hopes as did her next words, "A family is interested in meeting you tomorrow, so get a good night's sleep."

I grinned, "Thank you."

The woman just shrugged, comfortably squeezing my shoulder and standing up, walking out of the room, but not before announcing that lights off is in five minutes.

Ever since the accident, I have been living in the Saint Peter's Orphanage for over two years. I have been adopted twice before, but neither of them stuck. The first time, not even a week into my adoption the man who took me in was arrested for bank fraud.

The second time, I ran away myself. The family was clearly overcrowded and I thought I was better off myself. That didn't stick either. But I've got a feeling that this might, that I will finally find a normal family, even if I don't want to forget about my old one.

In exactly five minutes the lights were off and I was lying in bed, guessing what my new family would be. Suddenly, the covers were ripped off of me. I quickly sat up and the three kids that stood at the end of my bed didn't surprise me.

Warren, Elizabeth, Alex and some other kid — the fourth person in their group changes so much, I don't bother learning their name anymore — had some sort of agenda against me, ever since I came here.

And it doesn't surprise that they've heard I might be going out and want to taunt me. The new kid that recently joined them grabbed my arm pulling me out of my bed. I caught the eye of the kid who sleeps beside me, but they didn't move to help me. Nobody did, because everyone was afraid of Warren's group.

I thought it was pathetic that a fourteen-year-old needed to scare younger kids to feel better about being the oldest one here. But that might be the Lighthouse Academy's Zero speaking. And I wasn't that. No, I was Priscella Hargreeves here. A nobody who randomly appeared on the steps of the orphanage knocked out.

Obviously, I knew that I was unconscious from accidentally discovering and using my powers and travelling to some different world where the Lighthouse Academy of Heroes didn't exist. What did exist here was a comic book universe about the Sparrow Academy that most kids read.

The kid who looked around my age pushed me against the wall and backed off as Warren came to stand in front of me. "You must feel great now, huh?" He started and it took a lot in me to not roll my eyes. Instead like always, I kept my mouth shut and stared at him.

He tilted his head, "Oh, no words, noiseless freak?" His friends chuckled at his remark and this time I did roll my eyes. Warren didn't like it because he shoved me against the wall and my head met the cold stone with a thud.

Pain washed over me and I let out a wince. "You think you can roll your eyes at me, freak? Huh? There isn't anyone who can help you, protect you," He taunted. Scoffing, he shoved me against the wall again, making the pain intensify.

"Nobody will want you in the morning," He boasted as I slide down to the ground. Before I know it, his friends come in to replace him by kicking me in my stomach. One of the kicks landed on my face and suddenly I felt a weird sensation wash over me, I heard Warren's group let out gasps and I opened my eyes to see my body shining a bright white light and the next thing I knew, the world around me swirled, pulling me into a black hole.

I met the cold ground, with the winter wind pushing the hair out of my face. I tried to sit up, but the pain in my body stopped me from doing so. I felt my heart skip a beat when I realised what had happened, I used my powers again.

I tilted my head to the side, taking in the building in front of me. While it had the same structure as the orphanage, it looked to me like something else entirely, it reminded me of home, of Lighthouse Academy.

But The words I read said something different than I hoped. Umbrella Academy, I read before my head started spinning and the last thing I saw was a flash to my right and something or someone hopping out of it.

AUTHORS NOTE
Ik know it's shorter, but it's to keep up the suspense.

If you're not new to my books then you know this already, but English is not my first language and my grammar is not the best either.

900+ words

-romanoff