Sky Hargreeves | F.H

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

I run in to see something that shocked me to my core.

Allison lies on the floor in a puddle of blood, a long clean gash across her throat. The blood has soaked her wide top, turning it to an unsettling dark shade of red. She was still breathing, but death was knocking on her door.

I exhale a long shaky breath. "O-Oh my-" I put my shaking hands up to my mouth, as my lip begins to quiver.

"Oh my god, Allison!!" Luther shouts, cradling her in his arms.

Five quickly swoops me and hugs me tightly. He had me face the wall opposite to Allison, so I wouldn't have to see that. He watched over my shoulder.

I squeezed my eyes shut, only hearing Luther's sobs, and Fives shaky breath in my ear.

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The car came to a quick stop.

"Come on! Let's go." Five says as he runs to open the academy doors. I step out of the car, my legs drenched it Allison's blood. On the way there, she had her head in my lap.

"I don't think she's breathing."

I couldn't think. I was in shock. My mind kept flashing back to her on the floor, just laying there.

"If we don't get her upstairs, she will die!" Klaus exclaims.

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"She has suffered a severe laceration to her larynx. One of you will need to draw blood.

As I would have thought, everyone volunteered.

"I'm doing it." Luther demands, as he steps forwards.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy," Pogo speaks up. "Your blood is more compatible.. to mine."

"Hey don't sweat it! I-I got this big guy. I love needles." Klaus said, pulling up his sleeve and slapping his arm.

"Master Klaus. Your blood is... How shall I say this, Too polluted."

I sigh. "I got it, guys!" I say putting on a nervous smile.

"I'm sorry, Sky. Your blood... if we were to give it to her, it would simply transform her into a child."

"Oh."

"Move." Diego ordered, pushing past me. "I'll do it."

Grace pulled out a sharp needle. A quick whimper is made from Diego before he hits the ground.
"How is he afraid of needles?" I ask.

Pogo nods, "Stick him."

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"Five... Are you sure we can do this.. Stop the apocalypse?" I ask. I no longer have much hope.

"Seriously Sky? Of course!" He shouts.

I flinch slightly at the sudden shouting.

"I'm sorry for shouting at you." He quickly tells me.

"I deserve it." I said, itching my neck.

"Hey!" Five snaps his fingers. "Don't say that. No one should ever shout at you."

"Mhm." I quietly hum.

He takes a step closer to me. "A-Are you okay? You've been acting off lately."

I look up at him. "I- It just... I have been paranoid.. about the apocalypse and all. I just really hope we can do this." I studder.

"I promise you, Sky hargreeves."