❝I expected more from a kid like you❞ // ❝Says the boy with a number as his name❞ ✶ Number Five x Reader | Five Hargreeves x Reader ✶In which the Sparrow and Umbrella academy collide.... and so do two of their members. THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED!! I do not consent to this story being republished on ANY site other than Wattpad, or by any user other than me.

❝ My powers... they're drawn in ink. ❞ ✧.*༄ As the neglected, powerless Number Eight of the Umbrella Academy, you were left on your own with nothing but art supplies. It was hard to believe you were born like the others when you were unsuspectingly normal. You tried countless things in an attempt to find your special ability. Paired with Viktor on most occasions, you were merely a spectator, an outsider in the world of heroes that you were supposedly "destined" to be a part of. But, without Five, you never would have guessed that the only thing you needed was a bit more discovery. ✧.*༄ NUMBER FIVE X GENDER NEUTRAL SUPER!READER SLIGHT VIKTOR X READER Beautiful cover made my Meg, @webslinging ! <3

Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"