Ghost || Number Five || The Umbrella Academy

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(H/C): your hair colour.

To say that Luther was taken aback was an understatement.

"What?" He said airily, his golden eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

The girl simply smiled and put one finger on her lips, the soft sound of "shhhh" that could remind everyone of a snake disappearing along with her body in the thin air, leaving six un-mobile kids in a deep and thick silence, even though in the background there were some noticeable screaming and bumping behind the glass.

The Hargreeves were broken out of their trance when a covered-in-blood little Ben came out of the door with shaky legs.

"Can we go home now?"

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While the kids were being interviewed outside of the bank and Reginald was answering some questions and introducing his 'team', Luther was completely mute, staring at his sides, back and squinting his eyes under the black and white mask to try and catch a glance of the mysterious (H/C) girl.

Even though he couldn't accept it, it was possible that something like that could have happened. Him and his brothers weren't the only kids that were born in that unusual day, but he didn't think that all of them would be gifted. If there was the possibility that they could be ordinary, like Vanya, he thought that the majority wouldn't have thepecial abilities that they possessed, and that his 'father' had gotten lucky to only get one child who was 'normal'.
But maybe he was wrong.

And he was indeed.