Time And A Word| TUA

004

004: HAROLD JENKINS

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As Luther spoke by the bar, Klaus looked at Harper, head on his hand.

"He talks about the Moon a lot. Just wait."

Harper thought for a moment. "What if we cause it?"

They all looked at her.

"I mean, what if us fighting whatever is going to cause it, is what causes it. You know, comic book man who grows in size when he's punched. Only comic book man is the apocalypse. Isn't that Sandman's story in the Tobey Spidermans?"

Klaus almost puked on her, and stumbled away as Diego spoke. "She has a point. What gives us the win this time?"

There was a loud bang, and Five appeared on the bar, head landing harshly on a briefcase in his hand.

"Jesus!" Allison yelled, as everyone jumped back.

Klaus looked up from behind Harper's shoulder. "Guys, am I high or do you see him, too?"

"Where'd you go?" Harper asked, as Five fell off the bar and was caught by Luther.

"Are you alright?" Allison asked. 

Luther looked at him as he stumbled, clutching his stomach in pain. "Who did this?"

Five took the coffee from Allison's hand, and limped away. "Irrelevant."

He gulped down the entire cup, before turning to look at them, Klaus with his hands on Harper's shoulders, and still peeking out from above her head.

"So, the apocalypse is in three days. The only chance we have to save our world is, well, us."

"The Umbrella Academy." Luther added unhelpfully.

"Yeah, but with me and Karpman, obviously. So, if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together and get over yourselves, we're screwed. Who cares if Dad messed us up? Are we going to let that define us? No. And to give us a fighting chance of seeing next week, I've come back with a lead." He held up a piece of paper. "I know who's responsible for the apocalypse. This is who we have to stop."

Allison took the paper, everyone looking over her shoulder to read it. 

Harold Jenkins.

Harper looked at him. "Who the fuck is that?"

Five threw the empty coffee cup to the other side of the room. "I don't know . . . yet. But I do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse. So, we have to find him. And we have to do it now."

"but how is he connected to what's going to happen?" Luther asked.

"I don't know."

"Wait, so you only know his name?" Diego, who had his arm in a sling, pushed past Harper to look at his brother. "That's it?"

"That's enough!"

"There's probably dozens of Harold Jenkins in the city."

"Well, we better start looking, then."

Allison sighed. "Okay, am I the only one who's a little sceptical here? I mean, how exactly do you know about this what's-his-name?"

Five grunted, his stomach seeming to be injured somehow. "You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?"

"Oh, yeah, I think I remember those guys." Klaus stretched, almost hitting Harper in the head before he climbed onto the nearby bench. 

"Yeah," Diego smiled at Five. "The ones that attacked us while you were getting drunk."