Number 8 ~ FivexOC

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On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began.

Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.

He got seven of them.

After having Grace raise them for two years, a new child was found. In very tragic circumstances nonetheless. A little baby girl was found in her room with both her parents bled out on the floor.

He felt that something was very special about this baby. Nothing like the rest of the children. He made sure that this baby would stay hidden from the other children until he knew what was so... different... about her.

Welcome: Number 8

~ 28 years later ~

Sir Reginald Hargreeves, the worlds most eccentric and reclusive billionaire was reported dead.

One by one, each of the siblings had made the discovery of their father's recent passing and found their way back home for the funeral. They hadn't seen each other in many years and they had all begun to lead their own lifes.

The first to arrive home were Diego, Allison and Vanya. They shared a very awkward reunion between the three of them before going their own ways. Luther was also one of the first few to arrive but he was investigating Reginalds bedroom. He was checking the windows when Dieogo found him.

"I can save you some time. They're all locked,"

"What do you want?" Luther asks, having none of Diego's voice. Diego pulls out some papers from his back pocket and hand them the Luther.

"The autopsy report,"

"You have this why?"

"I broke into the coroner's office... and surprise, surprise, his death was... normal," He says calmly as he takes a seat in the arm chair behind him. "Just boring, old heart failure,"

They had a small altercation about the missing monocle but Luther wasn't going to forget about it. He leaves the room leaving Diego alone in the room.

It was an hour later, when they were all alone in their own rooms, when what sounded like a thunderstorm formed out of thin air outside. They all rushed outside to see where the noise was coming from.

A giant, glowing, blue hole in the now grey sky was radiating energy. Klaus left but came back quickly but armed with a fire extinguisher. He tried spraying the contents to see if he could 'put out' whatever this 'thing' was. After realising it isn't working, he simply throws it into the hole, hoping for some sort of useful outcome.

They are all standing around this blue anomaly until the face of an old man starts to form but begins to de-age and become younger before a small boy comes shooting out of the sky and landing with a loud thud on the dirt. The boy who stands is none other than...

"Number Five?" Klaus creeps back to the front from being hidden behind Diego. Five takes a quick look over himself before mumbling something to himself.

"Shit..."

A/N:

So, i want to know if you like this so far, please. please tell me if you want to read more.

They haven't met number 8 yet but what do you think they'll think when they do?

Please feel free to correct any mistakes i made or comment what you think should happen and I will most likely take it on board when I'm writing the future chapters. Much love!! MUWAH