𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑻𝒀 || 𝑁𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑥 𝑌/𝑛

[ 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 ]

[ 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟷 . 𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚢 . 𝟷𝚜𝚝 ]
𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 . 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐

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The sound of the clock goes back and forth in my room . The silence , the loneliness , the time running my life down to bits.

I was born to hide and lurk through the shadows, a person of the unseen, a whisper in the darkness. Lurking in the periphery of others' lives was all I had ever known.

The world, once vibrant with color, was fading to a monochrome, a bleak canvas painted with the shades of gray that enveloped my existence .I can feel every fading shade of everything that exists in the world . 

My days were a boring parade of quiet observation, a secret life built on the fragments of others' stories. I fed on the whispers, the hushed conversations, the secrets people spilled unknowingly while I lingered in their shadows

'you know John's baby is beautiful'

'She doesn't look like either of her parents'

'Heard that its not his but a mistake...she told me'

Ones that shouldn't be spoken off.
often as I take the advantage to save others .which my parents never supported.

'I was the one who killed him... To get the inheritance...he never approved.'

'Sir, you're under arrest for murder,' a gruff voice boomed, shattering the fragile peace of the confession.

Some people deserve the truth because I know how it feels . The truths hidden behind polite smiles and averted gazes.

But there was only one shadow that truly captivated me, one sliver of truth in a sea of lies.
One of the heroes known in the Umbrella academy . Five Hargreeves. The name echoed in my mind , that's what they called him and his family was filled with lies . He travels through time and space , that is one thing driving me curious .

I can travel through shadows imagine traveling through time and space ever since I first saw their first apperence in their mission .

I moved through his shadow, up close and personal, a silent witness during their mission ! . They were spectacular . I wouldn't call myself a fan, not exactly but someone who wants to part of something new for once , something beyond the sterile, echoing halls of my oversized home.

I live in lively house with other people taking care of me but it gets lonely . My father is scientist and my mother assists him , devoting  their lives to their work, leaving me to wander the vast expanse of our house . I was a ghost in my own life, a shadow in my own home.

There was a time, a fleeting moment, when I thought I might escape this solitude. Reginald Hargreeves , once he heard of me. The man who plucked seven extraordinary children from across the globe,

but my luck ran out once he stepped on that door and disappeared through my shadow , I was stuck for hours . Of course that made my parents panic and my mother especially worried sick . She couldn't be as sick as I am knowing she wanted to get rid me for the sake of her work . Things changed when I grew up .

She didn't like my powers , it was sudden for her to be a mother even when she was old enough to have a kid around her 40s because she and father were always buried on there work .

He taught me everything I knew and showed me how to embrace my abilities secretly . It was fascinating discovery for him and took it to his advantage .

Not having to control your powers since the day you were born and missing your chance to live among not just heroes but siblings I never had .

And so, my shadow-self clung to his .
Part of me feels like I missed so many things , so many opportunities .

That opportunity was Five-

-became something of the life I longed for. His ability to manipulate time and space, to traverse the vast expanse of the universe, was a stark contrast to my own existence, confined to the familiar, yet oppressive, walls of my own reality.

To the reality I wish I changed to one day, I'd find a way to step out of the shadows, to rewrite my own story, to become more than just a ghost in the grand narrative of the Umbrella Academy like any special kid who'd dreamt of.

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