Playing With Shadows (Umbrella Academy Fanfiction)

Where We Begin

"We're going now live to a breaking story. Moments ago, police reported the death of the most eccentric and reclusive billionaire. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, best known for his monumental creation of 'The Umbrella Academy', is dead."

Naiva stopped her typing fingers and turned to the t.v. in her favorite coffee shop.

"Shit. I never thought he'd actually kick the bucket."

Quickly scooping up her things, Naiva waved to the current barista and hurried into the street. Climbing into her car she was quick to rev the engine and try speed down the road to her father's home.

"Come on... come on!" 

She honked repeatedly at the slowing car in front of her before passing it and making her way home. 

Finally banging her way into the front of the house she yelled out, 

"DAD I'M HOME DID YOU HEAR THE NEWS? OL' REGGIE HIT THE HAY PERMANENTLY AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU'D HEARD FROM THE SEVEN. HAVE YOU? DAD. DAAAD WHERE ARE YOU. DAAAAAAAAD. HEY LUCY ARE YOU IN HERE? LUUUCY ARE YO-"

"Yes Miss Naiva- stop screaming you were the one calling for me. Your father is upstairs in his library. Would you like me to take your coat?"

"Yes please Lucy. And could you bring up some tea? It's sure to be at least a little chilly in that dastardly old room."

"Of course. Lemon and honey?"

"You know me so well."

With no more adieu Naiva pounded her way up the swirling spiral stairs and bounded into the grand palace of books that her father called a library.

"Papa did you hear the news yet?"

"Yes Naiva, and I'm not in the window seat so stop your gallivanting and come sit next to me. I'm by the fire."

She turned on her heel away from the scenic view of her father's usual reading spot and skipped to her father who was sitting in a blue upholstered arm chair near the back wall.

"Sooo... have you heard from any of the seven?"

He eyed her over the top of his book before going back to reading, "Why would I hear from any of them?"

Naiva huffed out a large breath. "Well Luther knew that you and Reggie were close so he would have contacted you for sure, wouldn't he have?"

"I did not hear from any of the seven but Pogo called me earlier and told me of what had happened." He flipped a page.

Naiva folded her hands behind her back and began to twiddle her thumbs. 

Once again her father eyed her. "What is it dear? You know fidgeting makes me anxious."

Her fingers immediately stilled as she quietly spoke.

"I haven't heard from Diego, Klaus, or Vanya yet. I'm just a bit worried."

He rolled his eyes before once again flipping a page. "I'm sure you'll get a call soo-"

He was cut off as Naiva's ringtone went off. 

The before remotely quiet library was filled with the song Despacito. She quickly yanked the phone out of her pocket and answered with a,

"Yellow."

"Hi Naiva. It's Vanya. Have you heard the news yet or...?"

"Vanya!!! Yes I heard. I'm sorry, I would have called but... well, you know..."

"Didn't have my number... Yeah... Sorry about that. Wanted to get away from everyone. I think Diego might have wanted to kill me for what I said in the book."

"Yeah, no, it's fine. I completely understand. Is this about your dad? Is there something you need? Do you need someone to talk to?"

"I just... I'm going home soon and I wanted to know if you'll go with me. I don't want to walk in there myself. I don't think I would have the courage to do it alone."

"Of course I'll go. Do you want me to come pick you up?"

"Uhh.. sure. Yeah sure. Can you pick me up at Griddy's or something?"

"Yeah of course. See you in what... 20 maybe?"

"Sure. Thanks Naiva. I really appreciate it. Bye."

"I'll be there. Hasta Mañana, piranha." Naiva vaguely heard laughter from her phone before she hung it up and smiled at her pops as she stood from her chair. "Well Pops, it seems our time is cut short. I'm having Lucy bring up some Lemon and Honey tea. Drink some for me, will ya? Otherwise it'll go to waste."

He chuckled slightly at her before shooing her away and settling back in his book.

I wonder how Vania's doing, Naiva thought to herself as she got into her car to go and pick her up,  I hope Diego and Klaus are there...