W H Y?《Umbrella Academy》

No. 15

I looked around the room I was in. It was dark so I couldn't see much, but I could tell I was in some sort of motel room, the two masked people from earlier were sleeping on the beds, and Klaus was dosing off as well. All I remember was falling asleep and Klaus laying next to me, the next thing I know, I'm in some motel room, tied to a chair, Klaus was also tied to a chair, and for some reason, our kidnappers thought it would be smart to place us right next to each other. I sighed, I had already tried looking for a way out, but there wasn't any way. I was glad they left my glasses on my though. It would be hard to deal with them blindly.

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Luther awoke to Allison sitting on the edge of his bed, watching him. He just turned away and Allison looked at the floor, "There's something you have to see." Allison said, she stood up and then left the room, and Luther. Luther thought about it for a moment, and got up, following after Allison. They both ended up in their mom's charging area. Miles and Jayden were sitting on either side of her, holding onto either her hand or arm. Luther was bent down in front of her, scanning her figure. "The two guys last night, the ones with masks..." Allison started, "They did this to her." Miles looked up, "they did this? But why!? Nana did nothing wrong! She was just sitting here!" Allison sighed, "I know, I just don't know why they would do this. It has to do with Five somehow. I mean, they were looking for him." Luther sighed, "I know I was arguing to turn Grace off, but it doesn't make seeing her like this any easier." Miles nodded, "We were supposed to make cookies today..." Allison looked at her nephew, "I know, poor Diego, poor boys." She said. Luther stood up, and so did Miles, "I mean, this is going to be so hard on him." "Yeah, it's hard on all of us," Luther said, beginning to walk away. "Luther," Allison started, "Yeah?" 

"Are you okay? You know you can talk to me." Allison said. Miles grabbed his brother's hand, and walked off with him, "Let's go find Pogo." He said to his brother before walking down the stairs. "I don't want to discuss it," Luther answered, "Hey, no," Allison said, attempting to stop him from walking away from her. "Don't do that, don't shut me out." She said, "When I left, you were still..." She sighed, "I mean, what... what happened?" "Dad sent me on a mission," Luther started, "and it went, um... badly. I almost died, and he saved my life." "Why didn't you tell me?" Allison pressed, "-I-- I could've helped you through it." "I was fine," Luther sighed. "All right? I am fine. I don't need any help," "People are attacking our family." Allison deadpanned, "I mean, come on. Talk to me." She placed a hand on his cheek, Luther grabbed her wrist, "I can't. I-- Please. Just leave me alone." Allison stood, and watcher Luther walk off before looking back at Grace and sighing.

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Vanya awoke to the sound of dishes and cabinets opening and closing. "I hope I wasn't being too loud," Leonard said, pouring coffee into two mugs. Vanya sat up on the couch, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I must've fallen asleep last night." She sighed, "It's okay, you were exhausted." Leonard said walking over to her. "I would've let you sleep all day too, but..." "Rehearsal," Vanya gasped, "Rehearsal," Leanard repeated. "Oh, shit." The female whispered, "What?" The male questioned. "I thought I would be going home last night, so I left my refill," Vanya said, looking at the small pill bottle in her hand. "So stop by on your way," Leonard suggested. "No, there's no time. It's just... I need it for my nerves, I've been taking it since I was a kid." "For one day, I think you'll be fine." Vanya sighed, and took a sip of the coffee Leonard offered her, "Yeah, you're right, I'm sorry." "Hey, let's make a deal." Leonard suggested, "Around me, you don't have to apologize just for existing." Vanya smiled softly, and nodded, "Hey, it's a beautiful day. Come on, I'll walk you to rehearsal." Leonard said, walking over to grab his coat. "Is it on your way?" Vanya asked Leonard shook his head, "Not at all." 

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"Number Five! Where is he!?" Cha-Cha asked she had a wire wrapped around Klaus's neck and was choking him. "Don't... stop..." Klaus rasped, James snickered to himself, Klaus was getting off to them torturing him, and honestly, so was James. "I'm almost there." Klaus groaned, Cha-Cha looked over his shoulder and at his groin, "Is that a...?" she questioned. "Yep," Hazel said looking over for a second, "Both of 'em too." Cha-Cha let go of the wire, and Klaus moaned. He coughed and gasped once he got the air he so desperately needed. Both him and James had blood covering their bodies, Klaus was shaking from his high, and James had a sick grin on his face, "Ah, there is nothing like a little stranglin' to get the blood flowin', in the morning, am I right?" He said. He groaned and chuckled and smiled at the man he loved. Hazel stood up and took the wire to James's throat and tried the same method, only to get a slightly different reaction. "Where is Number Five?" Cha-Cha asked again, James shrugged, and moaned when Hazel pulled the wire tighter against his throat. Cha-Cha slapped him, and James groaned in pleasure. He spat the blood out of his mouth, only for it to trail down his face.