Younger

We only see each other at weddings and funerals

On October 1st of 1989, fourty-three women around the world gave birth. None of these women had been pregnant when the day began. The last thing anyone would believe would be that this would repeat, almost twenty years later, yet it happened. However only one child was born on the fateful day of September 1st of 2009.

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Honey Hargreeves was an innocent child, always happy and bouncing around, yet her siblings indulged in her ridiculous tales and stories, knowing that it would help them somehow. They loved her, one of the only things all of the siblings could agree on, but as soon as they could, after a certain sibling was lost, they all left her without a care in the world, her least favorite brother eventually leaving her as well, when she was only six, the rest of her siblings abandoning her before that.

As soon as her siblings' protection was gone, she was left at the mercy of her father and his rigorous tests, not even her mother being able to stop her father from training her ruthlessly. However, when the news of her father's death reaches her siblings and they come back to her, they notice how much she has changed since they left her in their father's uncaring hands.

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"Honey? Where are you sweetheart?" A deep voice called out, making the nine-year-old stifle a giggle as she ran towards one of her favorite brothers, Diego. "Diego!" She yelled, running at him from behind before teleporting into his arms with a golden flash. He chuckled, the teleporting not even surprising him anymore as he hugged the girl close to him before noticing the scar that cut through her eyebrow, much like the one that ran through his own. "Bubs, what happened?" He asked, keeping his voice as soft as possible as he held her closer to him.

"Nothing, silly. Daddy and I were playing with my powers and I got cut slightly." She laughed, not really understanding the weight of her words. Diego stiffened slightly at what she said, his hatred rising in him yet he swallowed it down as his little sister teleported out of his arms and grabbed his hand, running down the stairs just as Klaus came in. "Klaus!" Honey giggled, running over to him as Diego and Klaus nodded to each other, some form of respect flowing to each other.

"Hey Squirt, how have you been?" Klaus asked, kneeling down and poking her stomach with a lopsided smile. "Fine, mummy's been teaching me how to cook!" She seemed so excited that she was spending time with her brothers, Klaus didn't have the heart to mention their father or ask what he had done to her, so he just chuckled, standing up and taking her hand. "Klaus, do you see Ben?" She asked him quietly as they walked into the front room, making her older brother freeze up slightly.

"No, Honey. I don't think I ever will." He replied before poking her nose gently with his finger, not wanting his innocent little sister thinking about such morbid things. Honey laughed at her brother before teleporting away from him, back to the entrance hall where her two sisters stood. "Alli! Van!" She called before going over to her two sisters and hugging them, not knowing what Vanya had wrote about her little sister. Feeling guilty, Vanya only gave her a quick hug before pulling away from Honey who's smile somewhat faded.

"Ah, what's she doing here? You don't belong here. Especially after what she wrote about Honey?" Diego asked, picking Honey up from the floor on his way up to his room, already seething after catching a glimpse of Vanya having the audacity to hug his sister. "You're seriously gonna do this today? In front of Honey?" Diego shrugged at Allison, Honey waving at their sisters from over brother's shoulder.

"Way to dress for the occasion by the way." Allison continued, already growing annoyed at her brother's antics. "At least I'm wearing black." He retorted, Honey sending the two girls one last smile before the disappeared from view. "You know what? I - Maybe he's right. Especially after what I wrote about Ho-" Vanya was cut off, Allison smiling sadly at her sister, "Forget about him. I'm glad you're here." Vanya reciprocated her smile, still feeling the guilt etch into her.