《Golden |2| The Umbrella Academy》SEVENTEEN
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: NEW PLAN
*explains the photo above
I do these character board things for some of my stories so I remember what they look like and stuff and this ones my fav so I thought I'd share this one of Lotus. Ignore how bad it is but that's what I imagined she'd kinda look like.*
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Five was the first to show up, he blinked in out of nowhere and immediately began to scale the nearby dumpster. He opened the lid and yanked out a briefcase, landing back on the ground with a smile. He slipped a stopwatch from his pocket and stared, "Why is nobody here?"
Lotus sighed, "I don't know what you were expecting."
He shook his head, peering down the alleyway. "I'm here!" Luther shouted coming from behind, "Where's everyone else?"
"You're the first." Five huffed, eyes trained on the opening.
"Wait." Lotus said, watching as a figure stumbled by before making their up towards them. "Klaus!"
He was struggling as he walked, bending back and forth, and swatting around his head. "We made it!"
He stopped in front of them, both his brother's stared in confusion. "What do you mean we?"
Lotus pursed her lips, watching as Ben appeared half in and half out of Klaus. "Um." She mumbled, "Is that normal?"
"Is what normal?" Luther asked.
Lotus pointed as Klaus struggled, "Ben is inside him. Like inside, inside. Oh my god he's possessed—"
Klaus turned to the side and puked. And not a little, but either way they were all looking down at the beige pool with disgust. Ben laid in the middle of it, also covered head to toe.
"He just threw up his brother." Lotus grimaced, moving behind Five. "I just watched a man puke up his ghost brother."
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"I can't believe it! I mean you're here." Luther huffed, staring at Klaus sprawled out on the ground. "This is insane!"
"We have eight minutes left." Five hissed.
Lotus frowned, maybe she was to hopeful when she thought they would be actually going home. "Got any other plans, Five?" She looked to him.
"This was it."
Klaus mumbled aimlessly, staring at the sky. Lotus felt bad for the man, his own puke slowly trailed towards his body.
"Damn it!" Five huffed, "I got this for nothing!"
"What day is it today?" Klaus whispered.
Luther punched the dumpster, "We only have a minute left!"
"What's going on, guys? Are we going somewhere?" Klaus asked.
"It was a simple task. It was a simple task!" Five dropped the case and paced back and forth, anger rolling off him in waves. "All we had to do was be here! Didn't have to fight a giant sea monster, no. An army of mutants, nein."
"I can't believe this." Luther sighed.
"It was handed to us on a silver platter!"
Klaus sat up, bringing his hands to his head. "Could you guys moan a little softer? My head is killing me."
"Listen to me you little puke bag!" Five seethed marching up to him, "We just blew our chance to save the world—"
The briefcase clicked, a mechanic whirling sound echoed into the air.
"Shit." Five huffed, picking it up and hurtling it in the air. It simply vanished in a haze of blue light, gone without them. "We were that close."
"Now what?"
Five turned on his brother, "Now nothing, Luther! Alright. Make your peace with God!"
"What?" His brows furrowed, "What about Allison and Vanya?"
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"Screw them both! They were supposed to be here."
Klaus slouched, "What about Diego? He's quite the responsible young man."
Five shook his head, running up behind the dumpster and kicking at a pile of cardboard. He grunted, swinging at the air.
"Something must've happened to them."
"Screw Diego, alright! Screw everybody!" Five shook his head, "I was better off alone by myself in the apocalypse."
"Five! Come on."
"You know what, Luther. It's every siblings for himself now! How about that?" He turned and made his way towards the door to Elliott's building, he swung it open and slammed it shut.
"Well, that was fun." Lotus made her way to follow Five, "But we should get to him before he kills anyone else."
She opened the door and rushed up the stairs, she could hear his breaths coming in heaves of anger a few paces ahead. "We can't give up, Five." She said, "We can think of something else."
Luther's heavy footsteps followed her up, "Doomsday is still coming!"
"Don't you get it!" Five yelled, walking into the apartment. "It's over. We're already dead!"
"Then where are you going?" She questioned, scrambling after him.
"I'm going to do the unthinkable."
Luther groaned, "What the hell does that mean?"
"I really hoped it wouldn't come to this." Five muttered.
They followed him through the kitchen and living room to the bathroom where he slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Come to what!" Luther banged on the door. "Five!"
Lotus shoved him out of the way, "Hey, you still in there?"
"No."
She rolled her eyes, "What stupid thing are you gonna do, Five?"
"What needs to be done."
Lotus frowned, "Stop with that bullshit, ok? Come out. Please."
When he didn't answer she knocked on the door, "Five, come on."
It was silent, she shook her head, raising her arm to knock again when she blinked— her hand went through air as the door was no longer there. She was in the bathroom, and a silent Five stared at her from against the closed door.
"Did you just time travel?"
Lotus' eyes went wide, "But I didn't change into you— what the hell?"
He shook his head, "Connections. Dad said you take a little piece of whoever you shift into— maybe since we have powers that's what you take. Holy shit."
"What?"
Five took a deep breath, "I gotta go. Be back soon, hopefully."
"Five!" She shouted as he vanished, Lotus pursed her lips at where he just was. She shuffled to the door and unlocked it, meeting Luther's confused gaze.
"Did you just—"
She nodded, "Yes. That's exactly what I did."
Luther followed as she made her way to living room, flopping down on the couch. "How?" He asked.
"This isn't the first time I used one of your powers without changing. I can see Ben, who is dead, which is Klaus' thing."
"I thought you were joking."
She shook her head, "No."
"So you're saying he really puked up Ben?" He grimaced, "That's gross."
She nodded, "How do you think Ben feels?"
Luther laughed quietly, finding a seat across from her. "You're not so bad." He gave her a nod.
She met his gaze and smiled, Luther had changed a lot since he got stuck here. He seemed more kind, and generally sorry for all the things he'd done.
"You're not so bad either."
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