Demons

Chapter One

Before we start I just wanted you guys to know that I will not be using gender specific pronouns throughout this book regarding the OC/AU readers Point Of View and Klaus POV, I will be using the words "they, their, them, etc." I'm sorry if this gets confusing. Let me know if it does and leave comments on how I should change it.
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Klaus POV

Today was the day, the bastard finally died. After years of manipulation Reginald Hargreeves has died. To be perfectly honest I didn't give a flying fuck, but here I am standing outside The Umbrella Academy. The place where I grew up with my brothers and sisters, the place where I discovered my powers, the place that I hated the most. I opened the front gate to the house and knocked on the door. Number one also known as Luther opened the door,

" Well look who decided to show up." Said Luther.

"Oh you know me I just wanted to come by and see how terrible all of you are and I also had a plan to piss on dad's ashes later, you know as one finally way to say fuck you for making me into a mentally unstable, drug addicted asshat." I snapped back.

"Jesus Christ you're unbelievable." He whispered, more toward himself.

I laughed, hearing his comment.

Luther walked away but left the door open, allowing me to come in. As I walked into the house that I once called home, Number two also known as Diego walks toward me saying,

" Holy shit is that Klaus? I thought you would've been dead by know!"

" You know me I can never die! Even if I tried!" I said back.

"Don't I know it." He laughed.

"Well I'm going to venture around for the time being." I commented.

Diego nodded and left. I started to walk toward a set of stairs that led down to the kitchen. As I entered the room I saw dad's ashes on the table. I came up it and leaned over resting my elbows on the table, staring at the urn. I went back a standing position and started digging deep into my pockets trying to feel for a tiny little baggy and then my fingers finally glided over the smooth plastic material of the bag and I pulled it out of my pocket. As the bag come into sight there where multiple blue pills inside. I thought to myself...

One? Two? Three? Nah fuck it, four it is! I popped four pills in my mouth and started crunching down on them like candies. Suddenly I hear music starting to play and the next thing I know I'm cradling the urn and dancing around the kitchen feeling as high as a kite. As I continued dancing I bumped into the kitchen table dropping dad's urn, the ashes went all over the table.

" SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!!!!!!" I yelled.

I desperately tried to clean most of the ashes up and put back into the urn. Luckily I succeeded. I put the urn back and went back upstairs. I went up to where our bedrooms where and started snooping some more. As I walked down the hall I entered Number three's room also known as Alison's room. I started raiding her closet and found a knee length leather skirt. Of course I just had to wear it. I came back downstairs, to the main level, and entered the living room space. The space was filled with elegant furniture and decor along with multiple animal heads on the wall as well as paintings of our lost brothers, number five and number six also known as Ben. Number five never had a real name we just called him "five" and he disappeared years ago after having a temper tantrum with dad about his readiness with his ability to time travel, which he can, that was his superpower. But dad said he was not ready so five stormed out never to be seen again. As for Ben he died when we were young. Ben had his own demons that caught up with him and took him away, to be honest I was very close with Ben and I took the news pretty hard then he died. Even though I have the ability to summon up the dead I haven't used my power in years do to my addiction that's why I stay high all the time, because if I'm sober I see and hear all these different people and voices, that's too much for me to take in without going insane.