When Klaus and Vanya got to the atrium, she paused and listened. There were a lot of heartbeats in the manor, as it was where a lot of Umbrella Academy kids were roomed but she was looking for a few in particular. A few familiar heartbeats were picked up by her keen senses, the closest ones were a jumpy and a steady beat.
The girl turned to Klaus, "Ben's in the living room, Five's in his room, Diego's in the kitchen, and I think Luther and Allison are still training, they aren't in the house." Klaus grimaced, "I hope all they're doing is training. No offense to our dear brother and sister but they are too close for comfort..."
Vanya shuddered, he wasn't wrong but it wasn't something she wanted to dwell on. Hopefully, the separation would get rid of any unfamilial feelings they had for each other. "Let's just go to Ben." the girl said quickly.
"Agreed!" he practically shouted and began dragging her to the living room, just across the way from the front room. Klaus pushed open the door with a flourish, "Oh, Benny-boy~" he sang.
A dark head popped up from the alcove seat by the large, stained glass window, "Shit! Jesus Christ, could you scare me anymore?" he exclaimed, then sighed. As much as Ben pretended to be tired of them, he was used to it. Ben was Korean with fluffy, black hair, brown eyes and flawless, olive-toned skin that turned red at his cheeks because of his embarrassment at being scared. "Did you guys get your orders too?" he asked, holding up a manila folder in his hand with a large number '6' on it.
Klaus and Vanya held their folders up, wordlessly. Ben held both hands out, one expectant and the other offering his folder to the pair. Klaus and Vanya gave Ben their folders and took his, hunching together to look at the documents, while Ben set both of their folders open-faced on the long seat he was on in front of him. Vanya scanned the list of hero schools Ben was given and whistled, "Damn, there are some good ones here. You're lucky you're going to South Africa, do you know what you're applying to yet?"
Her brother shook his head, "Dad just told me I need to apply to Cape Town Hero Academy but other than that, no" he explained, sounding a bit stressed. Ben looked down at their lists, reading quickly, "Klaus, are you gonna apply to Jeanne d'Arc Academy? I heard that one was good."
Klaus looked up from Ben's folder, "Uh, yeah, I guess so. Dad said I had to but I don't know where else I should apply to."
Ben hummed then pulled out a pen from his school blazer, making markings on his brother's list, "I heard these were good, they're just suggestions though." he muttered the last part. The curly-haired brother smiled at Ben and gave him a thumbs-up, "Thanks, man!"
Ben mumbled a quiet, "No problem." and looked at his sister's list, "What about you, Vanya? Have you decided?"
"Yep, I'm gonna try for UA, Shiketsu High School, and Ketsubutsu Academy." the long-haired girl nodded at him. Beside her, Klaus rolled his eyes, "Of course you would already have decided where you're gonna apply. Miss Overpowered Vanya can afford to be picky since she's definitely gonna pass whatever test she takes." Ben laughed at their brother's sarcasm while the girl in question flicked his ear.
Well, it wasn't like he was wrong , Vanya thought, I am pretty damn strong . Her father made sure to train her until she was for sure able to crush any entrance exam that was thrown her way and, not to mention the fact that Vanya's skills, both the quirk and physical kind, were of high quality. It wouldn't be incorrect to say that the girl was more like a living weapon, focused, powerful, and dangerous, than a person.
The sixth sense-having brother yelped from the force of her flick and held onto his ear, leaving only Vanya to hold the folder. "Ow! Damn, Vanny, that fucking hurt!"
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I Am Not Number Seven (TUA/MHA Crossover)
FanfictionFor the entirety of Vanya's life, she has known what the plan for her existence was: train, graduate from the Umbrella Academy, get into a top hero school, and become a pro-hero worthy of the Umbrella Academy legacy. Now that she has graduated, Vany...