Missing Piece

Chapter Two

Somewhere in Central Park

The beat-up umbrella siblings walk to the nearest benches, all of them with either cuts, limping, bloody noses, and groaning in pain. Yet, at the same time, very confused from the recent events, no able to grasp that somehow they have fucked up again, and now they are with no place to call home and have been replaced by better versions of them. Five sits at the closest picknick table, and Klaus lays on top of the one next to him. Luther takes the lead, heading to a bench under the shade of the tree, followed by Allison as Diego just looks over the pond.

"Just gonna sit... I'm just going to sit for a minute." Luther groans as he sits and lays his head back, breathing slowly; after all, he almost got his rib cage crushed moments ago.

"That didn't go well." Diego said while turning to look at his siblings, "No, not our best work." Five chime in as Klaus cracks his back. "Oh, I'm cracking."

Allison disregards her brothers and sits next to Luther and looks closer at his face, seeing the dry blood and nose cut. "You all right?"

"I don't know yet." He looks at her with a disoriented gaze. "I've just never had my ass handed to me like that before... It's like... Here you go. It's your ass," he finished as he made the motion with his hands.

"Okay, I think Luther's concussed."

"Luther, how many fingers?" Klaus said, holding his hand up to Luther.

"Oh my God. Vanya," the ape man said, remembering they left their younger sister behind. Allison makes him turn his head so he can see Vanya limping and holding her back. "Oh. Thank God you're alive." She said, sitting next to Luther.

"Apparently, so is Ben." Klaus said, looking at Vanya.

"Yeah. And he's a complete dickhead."

"They're all dickheads."

"Dickheads who can fight."

Five just look at them, annoyed and in pain. "Okay, next person to say 'dickhead' is getting a punch to the throat." They stay quiet for a second, and at the same time they all say Dickhead, getting a frustrated sigh from Five.

Diego sits next to Klaus, taking a breath. "Hey, did Dad tell you why he was calling them his kids?" He asked, knowing that dear number four was able to have a small conversation with Sir Reginald.

"He sure did!" Klaus laughs and sits facing all his siblings. "You ready? Dad was so repulsed by us back in Texas that he adopted an entirely different group of children, just so that he didn't have to raise us."

"That's just peak Dad." Diego butt in

"So he just didn't want us anymore?" Vanya said as Five looked at them deep in thought until he decided to speak.

"So he adopted a new group of eight babies... well, seven, not sure if the floating cube counts as one. Yet, they all have different abilities to us, except two of them. The guy that fought Luther—"

"Marcus," Vanya interjected.

"Yes, him. He has immense strength, similar to Luther. And Five... or should I say V, who can also blink like me."

"Oh, the cute girl who was next to Ben," Klaus said, looking at Five. "She looks like the youngest one. How old is she? It can't be more than 18, right?"

"29," Five replied. They all looked at him, not believing his words. Seeing the confusion on his siblings' faces, he continued, "She told me she's 29. Why does her body look 18? I'm not sure. All I know is that she has the same abilities as me for space-jumping and time control. Hard to admit, but she might have better control over her power. Plus, thanks to Dad, she developed telekinesis."