"How did you do that!?" - "I think it's pretty clear it's because I'm freaking magic!"
On the first of October, 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. Nothing about these pregnancies were out of the ordinary except that when the day started, th...
"You're one of us now. Welcome to the family!" "You've got to be kiding me!"
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"Wait, wait, wait." Luther interjected, waving his hands around to signal for Five to stop talking. "How does this work?"
"I've already been over this twice." Five sighed, "This man," he said, holding up the 'Harold Jenkins' letter, "Is the key to preventing the apocalypse. Hazel and Cha Cha are part of an organisation that want the apocalypse to happen, they have instructions to protect him, so if we want to prevent the apocalypse, we need to eliminate Harold Jenkins."
"I'm still not following." Luther stated. Five groaned. Everyone groaned.
"What's not to get!" Five cried in frustration, "The only thing you need to know is that our next target is Harold Jenkins." Five articulated.
"But we failed the first time." Allison pointed out, "Why will this be any different? I just want to see my daughter before we all die."
Five sighed.
"This time, I'm here." He stressed, "Now we know who to target, all we have to do is...dispose of Harold Jenkins and the world is saved. Everyone is saved. Including Claire." Five said, looking directly at Allison.
"You know about Claire?" She asked and fived nodded. Allison sighed. "Okay, I'm in. Luther?" She asked, he shrugged.
"I guess so." He agreed, "But I still think this has something to do with the moon. Dad wouldn't have sent me up there if it wasn't."
Fived sighed again, rubbing his head.
"Oh would you look at that!" Diego interrupted, "Luther's making things about him!"
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"Diego." Allison interjected.
"This isn't about you, Luther."
"Diego, stop." Allison pleaded. He didn't seem to hear.
"Whatever this 'apocalypse' is, it's got nothing to do with you. Or us. This 'Umbrella Academy'. Now let's go kill Jenkins. Klaus, Elena, you coming?." Diego asked as he stopped in the doorway.
