𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 & 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 - 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 [𝟏]

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𝐞 𝐥 𝐥 𝐚 𝐦 𝐚 𝐠 𝐧 𝐨 𝐥 𝐢 𝐚

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The room had many of Luther's seemed moon trips on the ground scattered. Seems he found out our father didn't read them. Sounds like him, she thought to herself.

Eight walked around and sat on his chair, and looked around, "What did you do around here all day old man?" She asked nobody really and gave the chair a spin and got up walking to his large collections of books.

Her fingers brushed past many of the books but none caught her attention, that was when she saw The Great Gatsby one of her favorite books when she was younger. Smiling she reached on her tippy toes to grab it. But as she did a portrait shifted behind her.

The blonde turned around confused. She walked over to the opened portrait and reached to open it completely. There were stacks of journals all thick to signify they were used. Curious she reached and grabbed them, setting them on the floor to read.

Not caring she grabbed the first one and read the title in surprise. Number Eight ages 1-5. The journal seemed to be entries of her growth in ways that he found interesting.

Number Eight recognized the action of eye contact at the mere age of a few months from birth. Children could be much more special than at first glance. Number Eight is a female, blonde hair, and blue eyes. Seems very alert of surroundings.

Each entry was detailed with certain memories of her doing something noteworthy.

Number Eight showed early signs of abilities. She is able to mentally shift things with her mind. She spilled tea on me this morning as breakfast was served to her. The child laughed showing signs that it was an intentional spill.

As she grew older it seemed, his entries became more fatherly as some would say. This made her initially frown as she knew that her siblings were never treated like she was.

Number Eight had delightedly shown improvement with her telekinetic ability. Objects around the mansion move at their own will.

In her sleep, she shows signs of sleep trauma. The room walls begin to crack with the heavy amounts of heat that it carries. Her skin precipitates, as it is warmed to high temperatures. Could be something fatal; testing ongoing.

The new ability has been unlocked, able to open portals to endless possibilities it seems. Accidentally opened a portal as she tried following Number Five. New ability needs testing.

The more she read the more she realized how well documented everything was, and that answered her question as to what he did in this room so long. Picking up another journal, the title is different from the others. Eight Hargreeves. It was just her name, nothing special to it. The book was thick and neat as with each entry there was a letter taped on it.