Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

60} The Great Universe Reset

Jenna carefully wandered the halls, keeping her guard up for anything suspicious on her way. Eventually, she ran into Allison and Viktor.
"Jenna," Viktor looked at her with panic in his eyes, "have you seen Five?"
"No, why?" Jenna asked, "I thought he was with you two."
"He was right behind me, I swear," Allison looked around the hall and found no sign of him anywhere.
"Great, now I have to solve the case of my missing husband," Jenna sighed, "Just what I want to be doing."
"Five?" Viktor started to check in the rooms, "Five?"
"I'm going to kick your ass, Five Hargreeves," Jenna threatened, "God, I hate babysitting his ass. I'll see you guys later."
"No, you can't leave," Viktor grabbed her arm, "We already lost Five, we can't lose another person."
"Fine," Jenna started to lead the way down the hall, "Then stay behind me and I'll lead the way."
"Who died and put you in charge?" Allison crossed her arms.
"He's my idiot husband, not yours. Come on."

The three roamed the halls yelling for Five around every corner, but found nothing. And upon each new turn, Jenna felt them walk through a sort of weird force field, almost like the hotel didn't want them to actually go anywhere.
"Where is he?" Viktor thought aloud.
"How the hell am I supposed to know when Jenna doesn't even know!?" Allison grunted.
"Come on. We can't keep doing this. Please, how do we get back to the way things were? You know, before that fake apology and-"
"And the lies?"
"Allison, come on. How do we do that?"
Allison stopped walking and turned to her brother, "I don't know that we can."
"Guys, can you stop-" Jenna tried to mediate, but the words got stuck in her throat once she heard a weird gong sound reverberating around her, "Did you guys hear that?"
"No, but," Allison gulped, "Holy shit, the floor's shaking. What's going on?"
"I think the asshole rang the bell," Jenna said, quietly.
"We should get back to the lobby," Allison suggested.

"Yeah," Viktor nodded and followed Allison and Jenna.
"Which on of our moronic siblings do you think rang the damn bell?"
Before anyone could answer Allison, one of the guardians burst through the wall right in front of her and Jenna. He swung his ax down and hit Allison in the shoulder.
"Run!" Jenna told her in-laws, "Go!"
Allison was on the floor, screaming, with Viktor aiding her. Right as the guardian prepared to take a final blow to Allison, Jenna threw it backwards with her powers into the wall at the end of the hallway.
Looks like I'm gonna get drained fast in this fight.

"Get the fuck up," Jenna helped Viktor lift Allison up, "We need to run. Now!"
They scrambled down the hall until they found their way to the massive communal showers.
"Here," Jenna slowly sat Allison down, "I can help heal that."
"Are you sure?" She asked, "You're going to drain yourself."
"It's fine. Here," She tore off a piece of her shirt and wrapped it around the wound, "I'll tie it off and heal it enough so it doesn't hurt anymore. Viktor? Help me out?"
Viktor stood next to Allison and tried to calm her down while Jenna did her work.
"You were right, okay?" Allison said to her brother, trying to distract herself from Jenna's handy work, "I made a deal with Dad."
"Luther and Klaus?" Viktor checked.
"No, I had nothing to do with that. I swear," Allison winced in pain.
"Almost done," Jenna ran her fingers over the cut to seal it.

"Why tell me now?" Viktor questioned.
"Because I need you to believe me, okay? That I did this for all of us. Luther and Klaus too."
"What did he offer you?"
"I need you to trust me. Look at me. If we get through this, everything's gonna be okay."
"Done!" Jenna wiped her nose and let go of Allison, just in time for the guardian to burst through the door.
"You two go," Jenna ushered them to the doors on either side of the room, "I've got this."

(Start playing Dog Days Are Over for the last major fight of season 3 for Jenna)
Jenna used a huge burst of power to fling the guardian backwards into a ceramic tub, smashing it to pieces in the process. The guardian slowly started to pick itself back up and charged at her. She used a bit of lightning and helped fly the fucker right over her head instead of into her. She heard it smash into a mirror and shatter it. Some of the pieces even flew back, slicing her face. Jenna could see her reflection in every little sliver, shining back a reflection of her bloodied and decrepit state. She looked nothing like herself, yet the perfect representation of her life. She didn't care about her horrid state, though, as she heard the guardian started to pick itself back up once more. But before Jenna could make a rational decision, she heard Sloane screaming for help.
I'm coming, Sloane.