"𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗?"
IN WHICH, Hazel Hargreaves, a girl who spent her entire life being used for her special abilities gets sent to the 196...
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𝗛𝗔𝗭𝗘𝗟 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗦
WE WENT INTO THIS MASSIVE building that my father lived in, although I never viewed him as a father as my brother Luther did. I think Luther was just desperate for someone to look up too. For guidance. Or perhaps he just craved the attention from Reginald. And had this idea in his head that maybe if he followed Reginald sick cruel ways, he would earn his love. I did not know Luther's thought process when it came to our adopted father. We never really spoke about our thoughts that haunted us in the night.
But I did know one thing for sure, I didn't want to see Reginald. I didn't want to be reminded of his existence. I wanted to never see him again. To hold my own power. To take control. I've spent my entire childhood relying on this man who never loved me the same way I loved him. I spent my entire childhood looking up to this man who only saw me as a lab rat to use for experiments.
We went into an elevator. Our whole family made the elevator seem so small because there was so many of us. I was next to Five as I clicked the button. "Hey, guys" Klaus said, his tone of voice clearly implied that he had consumed alcohol. "Excuse me" Luther said as he was the biggest, taking up the most space as he went right in the middle, making me kinda shoved into the back. Nobody shared a word, it was nice. To just be able to prepare my mind mentally to see this man. When suddenly, my nostrils were burnt by this God awful scent. I could tell our entire family smelt it. Someone had let out this deadly air. I covered my nose with my finger as I looked around the elevator to see who looked guilty.
"Sorry, I'm nervous" Luther apologized but I could tell he was embarrassed.
"When your nervous, you....fart?" I asked my brother before letting out a small chuckle. Five sent me a glare to be quiet. I listened and stopped laughing. We were all under our own stress and we all let them out in different ways. For me, it was keeping it all bottled up, having panic attacks, or just breaking any peice of art I made. And for others, I guess it was farting.
When the elevator doors opened, we all rushed out.
"Nasty. I'm choking!"
"None of that"
But, the topic swiftly switched and I could tell my brother felt great full that all the attention was not on him anymore. "All right, when dad gets here, I'll do all the talking, okay?" Five had told us simply.
"I got a few questions for him myself" Deigo said.
"Yeah, same" I announced into the group.
"Hey, we don't want to scare him off. He might be able to help us stop doomsday. Get us home" Five said.
"Stop the....second or third doomsday?" I asked before smiling and shrugging before looking around the place that surrounded us.
