The Boy and The Psycho

The Day That Was

The four of us exit the car and make our way up to Leonard Peabody A.K.A. Harold Jenkins house. 

"Be careful, okay? We don't know what Peabody's capable of." Allison says as we walk up.

"Yeah, he didn't seem dangerous when I first saw him. Looked kinda scrawny." Diego says.

"Yeah, well, so are most serial killers and mass murderers." I point out to my brother.

"She's right. I mean, look at him." Allison says pointing to Five.

"Thanks." He says.

"Good point. So what's this guy want with Vanya?" Diego asks as we near the front stairs.

"I don't know. How about we ask him after we kill him?" I sass as I walk up the stairs behind Diego.

"Whoa, whoa. Hey, look, I'm gonna burst through--" Diego starts.

Five and I turn around to see what Diego's looking at. We both look around for Allison but she's nowhere to be seen. 

"You know what? It would be nice for people just to stick to--" 

Before Diego could finish his sentence Five grabs my hand and teleports us into the house. As we stand there waiting for Diego to open the door he comes crashing in through the glass door.

"Subtle." I shrug and walk over to the door Diego just crashed through and open it as it's unlocked.

Diego groans and slowly gets off of the ground.

"You know, the door was unlocked." Five points out. 

"Yeah, well, my way works just fine." He says sounding irritated.

"Spread out. Yell if you, uh... you know, you're in trouble." Diego explains.

"Ah, inspiring leadership." Five comments as we watch Diego limp away.

"One of the greats." I add.

I make my way upstairs and slowly walk through the hall. Noticing the attic door on the ceiling, I pull the chain and watch the ladder slowly come down. I go into the attic and my jaw drops.

"Guys, you need to see this." I call down hoping my siblings can hear me.

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"All of our faces are burnt off." Allison comments as we look around at the shrine of Umbrella Academy memorabilia Harold Jenkins has in his attic.

"Well, that's not creepy." Diego comments.

"This guys got some serious issues." I add.

"Shit." Diego and Five say at the same time.

"This was never about Vanya. This was about us." I exclaim.

All of a sudden, Five falls backward passing out. 

I gasp and drop down to the floor beside him cradling his head.

"Five. Wh--"

He groans and slowly moves on the ground in pain. 

I look down at his hand on his lower stomach and notice blood coming through his sweater.

"Blood." I mumble and slowly lift up his sweater revealing an infected-looking bullet wound.

"Jesus, Five." Diego says from behind me as I gasp at the looks of his wound.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I ask him.

"You have to keep going, Fiona. So... close." He shuts his eyes and becomes unresponsive.

"Five." I shout at him as the tears fall down my face rapidly.

"Five!" Allison shakes him. 

I begin shaking him and slapping his cheek as the tears continue falling down my face.

Diego pulls me away as I become more and more distraught. Diego hugs me tightly and pulls my head into his chest as the tears cascade down my face. He gives many kisses on the head as Allison tries to save Five.

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I tear open the front door of the Academy as Diego and Allison carry in a semi-conscious Five.

"We should have taken him to the hospital." Allison comments as they quickly carry him into the house.

"A kid with a shrapnel wound might raise some questions." Five points out quietly. 

"Yeah, well, so does the murder shrine in Harold Jenkins' attic." I also point out.

They set Five down on the couch and I stand behind the couch as they discuss what to do.

"He's still losing blood. What do we do?" Allison asks.

"We gotta get the shrapnel out." I tell her. 

I look over and notice Mom walking through the foyer. I straighten myself out and walk towards her.

"Fiona, where are you going?" Diego asks me. 

I ignore him and jog up to Mom.

"Mom?" I stop her as she takes a few steps up the stairs.

"Oh, hello, Fiona, dear." She smiles at me and turns on the stair to face me.

"What..." I grab her wrist and notice stitching going up her wrist. 

"How are you still... walking around?" I ask her referring to the stitching.

"One foot in front of the other." She tells me and holds onto my hand as she steps off of the stairs.

"Why? How do you do it?" She asks and lets go of my hand.

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I lay next to Five in his bed while Mom sits on the side tearing a piece of medical tape from the small roll in her hand. 

She smiles at me and I return it with a small smile as she places the tape onto Five's wound.

I look behind Mom and notice Diego and Allison standing in the doorway talking to each other as they watch Mom and me. I blow them a kiss and Diego catches it and puts his hand to his face giving me a small smile. 

Diego turns and walks away leaving Allison in the doorway. She turns and follows him leaving the three of us alone again. 

I look over at Five and lean over giving him a small kiss on the cheek. I smile at Mom again and close my eyes letting the sleep take over me. 

I feel Mom lean down and give me a small kiss on the forehead before I fall asleep completely.

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