𝐹𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 : 𝑅𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑦

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 1: 𝐴𝑖𝑟

Y/N POV

I was trapped. Are they kidding me? I looked down at my hands , trying to use my telekinesis powers. No use. I wasn't claustrophobic, but the darkness was unbearable.

If the Commission thought this would be my punishment, well... they were quite right. I was scared to death. "Do you understand my dear Y/N? You broke the rules and tried to stop the Apocalypse, killing more than a thousand Correctors of the Commission. It was quite an amount for damage for us." The Handler said from outside the box.

Pissed off , I huffed. "I might look like a 13 year old girl, but I am not one..." I yelled at her. She cracked an enervating laugh. God, she is literally the one I should have killed a long time ago. "Irritated, are we, dear?" Her voice ringed to my ears.

I gave up trying to teleport and sighed. At that moment, a loud noise filled the air and made my ears hurt. Also, why can't I breathe?

That bitch.

This wasn't a punishment, this was a death trap. I could hear some screams coming from outside the room. Something, or someone, landed on top of the box, and the screams stopped. I punched the ceiling ,trying to save as much breath as I could to stay alive.

What happened?

The top of the box opened and light came in, along with air.

Air. Finally.

The box fell to it's side, as I crawled out of it coughing and hungrily taking as much air as I could. I saw a pair of shoes right next to me. "Shit" The boy said as I brought my knees up to my chest and buried my head in them.

The Commission is officially my number one enemy. More specifically , The Handler.

"Do you plan on getting up sometime soon? They are hunting for you." The boy next to me said . I nodded and stood up, offering my hand to him. " I can teleport us out of here." I said and he smirked, for some reason unknown to me. He really is getting on my nerves.

He disappeared and reappeared next to me. This guy is really a show-off. I rolled eyes and he clasped my hand, as we dived into space.

We reappeared into a huge lobby area of a seemingly huge house. Nothing compared to my small apartment. The boy let go off my hand and stood in front of me. He had dark brown hair and big eyes, and wore a suit with shorts and knee-socks. His eyes darted on me, taking in every detail.

"Who are you, how are you a kid, the Commission doesn't hire toddlers and how did you end up there?" He said breathlessly. Questions...so many. I almost died out  there and this boy was having a curiosity spree. "One. My name is Y/N. Two. Got stuck in time, guess you have been there too. Three. I tried to prevent the Apocalypse by killing some people of the Commission, they got me." I said as he scanned me up and down." So they are really cautious about the Apocalypse, aren't they." I nodded at his question. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"My name is Five." he said extending his hand towards me. I shook it briefly, meeting his eyes midways. He looked intrigued by my presence, as if he hadn't seen anyone close to what I was.

You were in the Commission ,kid.

Nothing should be surprising to you.

He let go off my hand and then I realized I was now with him in a quite big room, plain but with posters on the walls and a lot of books on the floor. Five smirked . "Welcome to the Umbrella Academy, Y/N." He said gesturing around him.

I had to tell this boy.

He wouldn't know.

I swallowed a lump in my throat and prepared to tell him. "Five... the world is-""Ending in eight days, I know. I lived the Apocalypse . I survived there for years." He said avoiding eye contact. "We have to stop it." Was the last thing he said before he teleported out of the room.

Author POV:

"Klaus, stop this or I swear I will plant a dagger in your scull" Diego said irritated. Klaus smirked and continued downing every single kind of liquor he could find behind the bar. With the cigarette balancing between his two fingers loosely, he continued pouring every kind of alcohol substance he could find.

"You caaan't maaaake meeee." He said whiny, with eyes blurred by the drunkenness. The eye shadow over his eyes was more vivid than ever, paired up with a black eyeliner. God knew how this man would eyeline his eyes better than a professional make up guru.

Swinging his hips , the skirt he wore twirled around him. Diego rolled his eyes as a well known song started playing in the radio. He enjoyed it, couldn't say, but the view of Klaus in front of him, drunk and high and...basically just Klaus, quite appalled him.

"It's a new dawn,

It's a new day,

It's a new life,

For me..."

"And I'm feeling...."

"Gooood.."