Story of Klaus Hargreeves

Number Two: Diego

My dear brother Diego, aka Number Two. I know he also hated dad. I think he could always see past Luthers bullshit too. Diego has always been stubborn, but he's kind hearted. He cares about people more than he'll admit, especially our family. He's really a softie. Definitely has some sort of hero or savior complex, world famous vigilante. But of course he'd spend his time saving people. I remember having a mixed relationship with him at kids. I remember us butting heads a lot, constantly battling, arguing over the stupidest things. But I also remember laughing with him a lot, goofing off together, being brothers. We were pretty close. I was a very gullible kid and Diego knew that. He was always getting me to do different ridiculous things. He was kind of a crybaby, but he could still kick ass for sure. My brother is strong. He's a protector. No matter what stupid reckless shit we got ourselves into, he had my back. Usually at least. After the incident he was first to move out. Left me behind. I couldn't really be mad tho. The man then became his vigilante self. He didn't need our family to save people and he was content on proving that. I still respect my brother. He's a master of tough love. He often acts so pushy and closed off but he's still secretly a softie. Much respect for not taking any of Luthers shit and beating his ass though.