Control {The Umbrella Academy} *Complete*

Chapter 30

Leta moved over next to Diego, offering him some of her nacho's which he hungerly demolished. Klaus sat across from them, twisting a bowling ball in his hands quite intently. They looked back up at the sound of quick footfalls. Allison had reappeared, tear stains written across her cheeks. The boys pretended not to notice. Leta, on the other hand, could not.

She rose, sliding over to the distressed woman and wrapping her arms around her. "It's okay, it's okay." Allison laid her curl covered head on Leta's shoulder, giving her sister a tight squeeze and returning to her seat beside Klaus. Luther slumped in next, distress stretched across his visage. Though she wished it gave her pleasure to see him like that, it didn't.

"Where's Five?" He called, clearing his throat.

Diego swallowed another fistful of chips. "Gone."

Luther tilted down his head, shaking it slightly, "Oh for the love of-" He barked out a sigh, "Where'd he go?" The three shrugged their shoulders.

Leta shrugged, "No clue, didn't have the time to tell us."

"Well, we don't have time to wait around for him." Luther grunted, crossing his arms. "The concert starts in thirty minutes."

"As much as I hate to admit it, he's right. We need to do something and do it now." Leta muttered, putting her head in her hand.

Diego crossed his arms, "So what's the plan."

Luther swallowed, licking his bottom lip. He hadn't gotten that far yet. "Well, we go to the Icarus Theatre and..." The large man trailed off. Everyone kept their eyes locked on him. He was their leader after all.

The black clad brother scoffed, turning to Leta who had just rolled a split. "That's a location, not a plan." Luther gulped down his pride, "Look, you want to be number one, fine, but you need to get us all on the same page. Right now we're all over the place."

Leta grinned a little, piping up over the angry silence. "Like my bowling score." She chuckled, nudging Klaus in the side. He grinned, kissing his ball and throwing a strike. She let out a heavy groan, "Agh, you suck!" She knit her eyebrows together, biting her cheek. "Did you... did you hear that?" Luther shook his head, everyone else staring at her. "It's..." The sound of poping and what reminded her of a sputtering lighter filled her ears. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the front door. "Duck!"

They all hit the deck as bullets started to fly. Men in masks flooded into the alley and set off smoke bombs. Klaus threw his arms over her and dragged her behind the bar, Luther ducked beside her. She instinctively covered her ears, the stray bullets busting out the lights across the way. "What do we do?" Leta shouted over the ricochet. Luther grabbed a bowling ball and lobbed it over at the men.

She glanced around at Diego who was tossing knives at them as well. She heard a grunt and a thud which she hoped was one of the masked assailents. "Who are these guys!" He called, moving over and peaking around the corner.

Klaus let out a nervous chuckle, "Maybe they're here for Kenny's birthday?"

Leta pulled the pistol out of her waist band, pulling the wepon close to her chest. She popped up over the counter, resting the wepon on it's top and shooting off a couple of bullets, hitting one man in the chest, another in the shoulder. She fell back down, huddling over into Klaus. "Better guests than Five at least."

"I'm pretty sure they're here for us... " Luther raised his eyebrow, turning his attention to her firearm. "Where'd you get that from?"

She glanced down at the weapon and back at the man. "Five. He's got quite the arsonal." Luther shrugged, tossing out another few bowling balls. He looked around for more ammo, coming up empty. Suddenly the lights went down, a disco ball dropping from the celing and 'Saturday Night' blaring over the intercom. The wall exploded beside her causing her to curl into a ball. Klaus collapsed back down, frosting covering his chest and fingers.