Y/N's POV
My eyes slowly adjusted to the light as I opened them. I'm in a bed, in a light purple room that has butterflies all around the walls.
Where am I?
I slowly sat up and rubbed my face. There's a tube going up my nose.
Why do I have a feeding tube?
I pulled it out.
That felt weird.
"Miss Y/N, you're awake?"
I turned to see a talking chimp, "Who are you and where am I?"
He sighed, "You don't remember?"
I shook my head.
Should I remember him? I mean I feel like I would remember a talking chimp.
"I'm Pogo and you're at the umbrella academy," he said.
"Where?"
"The Umbrella Academy. Your home."
"I-I don't understand."
"Miss. Y/N, you've been in a coma for 17 years," he said.
A coma? 17 years?
"17 years?" I asked.
"I'm afraid so," He said.
"What happened?"
"We're not sure..."
"Do you know why I can't remember anything?"
He went to answer but was interrupted by a woman, "you hit your head."
"This is Grace, she's your mother," Pogo said.
"I'm so happy you're awake!" She said.
"Me too," I replied, "Wait, how old am I?"
"Well, you were 16 when you went into a coma..." Pogo said.
"So, I'm 33?" I asked.
"Mentally yes, but physically you look like you're 16 again. Which is strange since you looked 33 this morning..."
"I looked older this morning?"
Before Pogo or Grace could answer, a boy's voice echoed through the house, "WHERE IS SHE!?"
"Who's that?" I asked.
"That would be Five," Pogo said.
"He's just returned," Grace said.
A boy, who I assume is Five, walked in, "Oh, you're awake."
"She is," Pogo replied.
"We'll leave you two to talk," Grace said walking out of the room with Pogo following.
"How are you feeling?" Five asked as he sat on the end of the bed.
"A bit confused," I replied honestly, "and frustrated."
"Well, that's understandable. You were in a coma for 17 years."
"Yeah, but it's more than that... I can't remember anything," I said.
"Wait, you have no idea who I am?"
"I don't. I'm sorry," I looked down and played with my hands, "how do we know each other exactly?"
"We're adoptive siblings. We were very close growing up," he said.
"We're adopted?"
"We are," he said, "when we were babies, you, me, and six other kids were bought and raised by an eccentric billionaire."
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Connected- Five Hargreeves x reader
FanfictionY/N Hargreeves (AKA: Number Eight) and Five Hargreeves were inseparable growing up. They were always there for each other. But when Five jumped into the future, Y/N suddenly went into a coma. She woke up 17 years later when Five returned. Both of t...
