Chapter 2: The Boy From The Future

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Ashlinn walks into her room and she closes and locks the door behind her. She couldn't believe that Luther thought that one of them killed Reginald. Like, yeah, she didn't like the man and he didn't treat her the best, but still, he got her off the streets, he took her in even though he didn't have to.

Ashlinn walks over to her mirror and she looks at herself. The mind of a thirty-year-old, body of a sixteen-year-old. Her emotional trauma caught up to her and she blames her power for the reason she stopped ageing physically. She pushes her short blonde hair to the side. That's what happens when you and your friend who's a hairdresser get drunk and a bit too scissor-happy. This was in stark contrast to her previous long blonde hair. She admires her fashion choices. A black button-up, black jeans and a pair of vans. And she ain't that tall either.

She walks over to her bed and she falls onto it. She was already done with today and it wasn't even over. She rolls over on the bed and she grabs the picture on the bedside locker. She smiles at the photo of her and her family. Her real family. That particular photo was taken a week before their murder.

"I miss you guys," Ashlinn mumbles as she hugs the photo. She wishes that it didn't end up this way, but unfortunately life isn't fair. She puts the photo back on the locker and she turns to lay on her back. She stares at the ceiling thinking about her life before she came to the academy. She missed the simple life she had. She closes her eyes before she could hear music playing from somewhere.

She smiles as she makes out the tune. 'I Think We're Alone Now' by Tiffany. She sits up in the bed moving her body to the music. It's been a while since she properly let loose. She danced around her room without a single care in the world. But her fun was quickly cut short when they heard a loud crash outside in the courtyard.

Ashlinn jumps before rushing out to see what happened. She and the rest of the academy rush out to see what was going on. Upon busting through the doors they see a cloud of blue in the air.

"Don't get close." Luther sticks his arms out to keep them from getting closer.

"Yeah, no shit Luther!" Ashlinn yells over the noise.

"It looks like some sort of temporal anomaly." Luther states. "Either that or a miniature black hole. One of the two."

"Pretty big difference there, Paul Bunyan." Diego quips just as Klaus comes barrelling through.

"Out of the way!" He runs through with a fire extinguisher before pointing it at the blue cloud and setting it off but when that showed no sign of doing anything, he threw the red hunk of metal through the cloud.

"What's that gonna do?" Allison asks and Klaus shrugs.

"I don't know!" He yells. "Do you have a better idea?"

Just then, someone appeared in the cloud and everyone backed up. No one knew what to do and so they all just watched in horror. Just then the person fell out of the cloud and landed on the ground. They all watched as this teenager in a suit that was way too big on him stood up. Ashlinn looked at him with confusion. The boy standing in front of her looked very familiar to her.

"Does anybody else see little Number Five, or is that just me?" Klaus pipes up and Ashlinn made the connection. This is the boy whose painting is over the mantlepiece. The one she replaced according to most of the siblings.

Five looks down at his body with a look of confusion before looking at all of them again.

"Shit."

Cut to the seven of them in the kitchen. Six of them faced Five as he started making a sandwich.

"What's the date? The exact date." Five asks as he grabs the bread from a shelf.

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