During the 12th hour of October 1, 1989, 43 women gave birth to 43 particular children. Why were the children particular? Because at the beginning of the day, those women had showed no signs of pregnancy whatsoever. A millionaire and inventor named Reginald Hargreeves, adopted 7 of the children. 10 years later, a determined woman walks up to The Hargreeves' home with something particular in hand. How will the Hargreeves' stop the impending apocalypse? ^~^ "You just made me an asset to murder!" She exclaims, gripping the steering wheel to calm herself. "Technically, you weren't 'really' there," he says passively, while adjusting his tie in the passenger mirror. She lets out a nervous laugh. "Listen, this family is a lot of things. Okay? Luther being a homebody. Diego being a vigilante wannabe. Allison being a control freak. Klaus being a compulsive drug addict. Viktor being very veracious and a violinist. But for you to be a serial killer?!" "I'm not a serial killer," he defends, knowing very well he's lying. She scoffs loudly. "Oh Yeah? And I'm currently not driving us away from the cops," she says sarcastically. ^~^ (OC x Ben? OC x Diego? OC x OC?)