Umbrella Academy Imagines

False Arrangement pt.1

Diego Hargreeves x Reader

Description: when a complicated situation leads you to one person and one person only.

Extra: Five is the same physical age as the rest of the siblings alright 😤 and they're all married 💅 except you know.... Diego. plus don't be shocked if I pair some of em up 🤡 I will legit cry. Also. Ben is alive 🤟

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"(Y/N)! OMYGODYOURALIVE!!!!" Your younger sister squealed hugging you in the doorway.

"Yeah yeah... I missed you too twerp." You retorted hugging her back and stroking her hair.

Dead. You were supposed to be dead. After all, father had always overworked you to get you where you are. Always made you do the brutal things.

(Y/n) Morelli. From the Morelli family Mafia group running underground Canada. Your father was quite the man. If he was even called that. Your mother hadn't even conceived when you were born on October 1st 1989. Your father had killed her as soon as you were born because he thought she hid the pregnancy. A terrible fate she had succumb to but you didn't have guilt nor any remorse. You had never met the woman who birthed you after all and you were never conceived properly. It was always a wonder to you how it had happened. Your supposed mother's best friend, Cylest Kimon had then been given the title as the new wife of the infamous Gonzalo Morelli only just a couple months later. A big wound in your heart but if it hadn't of happened your younger sister would never be here.

Maria Morelli. The perky 26 year old with the heart of a 7 year old high on pop rocks. Even so, she was the only one you could love.

It had taken a few years to realise yourself that you were different. You had powers. As weird and absurd as it sounded you could control natural things. Earth, wind, water, fire, gas, electricity, metal and last but not least blood. your first encounter was at 2, accidentally sneezing and causing rocks to form up out of the ground breaking through your living room floor. A horrific sight for the poor nanny, but now of great use to your father. Hidden treasure.

You were used and abused as a weapon of mass destruction causing chaos all over the world. A wanted woman you were but they just didn't know who you were and by the power your father held all information about you had been dropped of the face of the earth.

Anyhow, you had just been around in Toronto for the month, the annual Morelli Conglomerate Ball coming up, as the CEO and head of the Mafia it had come to your fathers attention that you needed to be wedded just like your younger sister.  You of course had no time for marriage. A workaholic. That's what Maria constantly called you. 'Married to your work just like father' she'd say. She was always the free spirited one.

When your father had decided it was time to retire, his immediate choice was Maria seeing as she was his blood. She has cried her eyes out to you when she had told you what father had said.

"I- I don't wanna do it... I don't wanna be apart of this fucking family! I hate it so much! I don't want to be here! WHY MUST I HAVE TO DO IT! I HATE EVERYTHING PAPA DOES YRT HE FORCES ME TO WORK WORK WORK I CANT DO IT ANYMORE! IT HURTS ME EVERYTIME I THINK ABOUT HURTING PEOPLE!....

(Y/n) you know I'd never be able to do any of this... I don't know why he's forcing me." It hit you hard when she hugged you tightly saying her goodbyes. How could you let the only light in your life go?

The same night you had walked down towards your fathers office, he had still been in a meeting and you had been told by some of the guards outside his door that you couldn't enter. It irked you and you had pushed them away using your powers that also opened the doors.