End of the world || Five x reader.

Chapter six.

3rd person: 17-45 years later.

She looks up at the too familiar building ahead of her. The umbrella academy. She sighs before walking up towards the entrance, Pushing through the glass doors, revealing the inside of her child hood home. Memories full filled her head, without a good presence. It's been a while since everyone left the umbrella academy, leaving pogo, reginald, and grace. They all chose to leave their childhood behind with the house, well, except for diego. In all honesty, none of the children enjoyed their father let alone his prescience. They believed he was a horrendous man, a horrible father on top of it all. Which lead them to leaving as soon as they had the chance.

She stands in place, glancing at her surroundings. She sighs as she looks back at her childhood, but quickly catches something. Grace is sitting near the fire place, which vanya spots. "Hey mom." she calls out. But grace replied with nothing, she kept her eyes glued on what she had been staring at previously. "Mom?" she calls out once more, nothing. She looks at her with confusion, but is cut off from her thoughts by a familiar voice. "Vanya?" she looks over, "You're actually here." she says, walking down the steps. Vanyas shocked by the sight but, actually joyed. "Hey, Allison." she says, "Hey, sis." she replies. She was wearing a blue shirt with darker pants. She stands still for a minute, but quickly walks over as she chuckles. She wraps her hands around Vanya, which she quickly accepts.

"Ah, what is she doing here?" he asks, walking out in all black. "You don't belong here. Not after what you did." he says, as he casually walks by them catching glades. "You're seriously gonna do this today?" she asks in annoyance. He ignores her as he continues walking up the steps. "Way to dress for the occasion, by the way." she says, "At least i'm wearing black." he replies. "You know what? I- maybe he's right." She says, looking back up in shame. "And i shouldn't-." "Forget about him." Allison quickly says, trying to brighten the mood. "I'm glad you're here." she says, giving her a sincere look. She gives a small grin at her words, silence fills the room once again.

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She picks at a book from the shelves, her autobiography. She had made a book exposing everything about her life as a child, but not just hers, everyone's. Which, caused reactions. How "harsh" dad was to her and the others. How she felt within everything. Anything you could imagine had been wrote in that book, which lead to others being pissed at her for exposing what happened as a child, but to them as well. "Welcome home, Ms. Vanya." calls out, Pogo. "Pogo." she replies as she walks over to hug him, which he quickly accepts. He pats her back before letting go. "So good to see you." he says. "Ah, yes. Your autobiography." he says, staring down at the book in her hand. "Do you know, um..." she stared down at the book, but quickly looked up. "did he ever read it?" he looked away partially, "Hmm... not that i'm aware or." he replies. She looks over towards a painting over the mantle. "How long has it been since five and y/n disappeared?" she asked, looking at the paining of Five. "It's been 16 years, four months, and 14 days." he replies with a pitch of sadness in his voice. He looks over at Vanya, "Your father insisted i keep track." he says. "You wanna know something stupid?" she asks, "I always used to leave the lights on for them. I was scared that they would come back, it would be late and the house would be dark." she says looking away, "and they wouldn't be able to find us, so they'd leave again." she says. "So, every night i'd make a little snack and make sure all the lights were on." "Oh, i remember your snacks. I'm pretty sure i stepped in half those peanut butter and marshmallow sandwiches." he says with a small grin, but he quickly sighs after "Your father always believed that number five and eight were still out there somewhere. He never lost hope." "And look where that got him." she says.

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"I guess we should get this started." he says as he rises from the sofa. "So i figure we could have a sort of memorial service in the courtyard at sundown." he says, "Say a few words, just at dad's favorite spot." "Dad had a favorite spot?" she asks, obviously shocked by the fact he had a favorite spot and confused as to how he knew where it was. "you know, under the oak tree." he says, her eyes glance down in confusion. "We used to sit out there all the time. None of you ever did that?" "Will there be refreshments?" klaus asks, switching the conversation over. "Yea? Scones? Cucumber sandwiches are always a winner!" he exclaims. "What? No. And put that out, dad didn't allow smoking in here." he says, allison quickly interrupts, "Is that my skirt?", "What? Oh! Yeah, this, i found it in your room. It's a little dated, i know, but it's very breathy on the.." he waves down below, "bits." he finishes. "Listen up. Still some important things that we need to discuss, all right?" he quickly stated. "Like what?" diego chimes in, "Like the way he died." he says. "And here we go." he says in disbelief. "I don't understand. I thought they said it was a heart attack." "Yeah, according to the coroner." he replies. "Well; wouldn't they know?" she defends, " theoretically." he says. "Theoretically?" Allison questions, "I'm just saying, at the best least, something happened." he says, defending his self.

"The last time that I talked to dad, he sounded strange." he says, klaus begans gurgling his drink, catching everyone's attention. "Oh! Quells Surprise!" he says, still gurgling. "Strange how?" Allison asks. "He sounded on edge. Told me i should be careful who to trust." he says, glancing at klaus. "Luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man who was starting to lose what was left of his marbles." Diego states as he rises from his seat. "No, he must have known something was going to happen." he defends. "Look, i know you don't like to do it, but i need you to talk to dad." he says, glancing at klaus again. Allison quickly scoffs in response, "I can't just call dad and the afterlife and be like, Dad could you just, stop playing tennis with Hitler for a moment and take a quick call?" "Since when? That's your thing." he exclaims. "I'm not in the right... frame of mind." he argues. "You're high?" allison pitched in. "Yeah! yeah!" he exclaims while laughing. "I mean, how are you not, listening to this non sense?" he pleads, "Well, sober up, this is important." he says. He quickly sighs, "Then there's the issue of the missing monocle." "Who gives a shit about a stupid monocle." he says, "Exactly. It's worthless." he states,

"So whoever took it i think it's personal. Someone close to him, someone with a grudge." "Where are you going with this?" klaus asks, "Oh, isn't it obvious, klaus?" Diego questions, looking over at Luther. "He thinks one of us killed dad." A grunt comes from luther as he glances around. "You do?" "How could you think that?" Vanya asks with an expression, "Great job, Luther. Way to lead." he says. "That's not what i'm saying." "You're crazy, man. You're crazy." Klaus exclaims as he jumps from his seat, following Diego out of the room, "I'm not finished and-." "Sorry, i'm just gonna go murder mom. Be right back." he says sarcastically. "That's not what i was saying, i didn't-." he stops himself as he sighs. "Allison, jeez... that went well." he mutters to himself.

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At this point, everyone is in different rooms. Klaus is in the kitchen, Allison is in her room, Diego is in the living room, lying on the couch, and Luther is in a separate room. While vanya is sitting on the stair case.

Luther pulls out a record from many, then slowly places it on the player. The music fills the house, speeding around. Luther begans dancing, and quickly after Everyone slowly begans to rise. Allison picks up a purple fuzzy thing, and quickly spins it around. Vanya begans dancing on the floor, and diego closes the door before dancing himself. Klaus begans twirling around. The house is filled with dancing people and filled with music. The musically and lights suddenly go out as blue lightning fills through the windows, causing confusion and shock from everyone. Things in the house move and crash. They all head out towards the exit, which they're all greeted by a huge blue circle. The wind was howling. "What is it?" Vanya shouts, "Don't get too close!" Allison shouts as well. "Yeah no shit." says diego, "Looks like some sort of temporal anomaly." "Either that or a minute black hole, one of the two." he says as the blue while brightens up then dims again. "Pretty big difference there, paul bunyan." "Out of the way!" klaus yells as he runs through with a dire extinguisher. "What are you doing?" he asks, klaus ignores him and runs up before throwing the fire extinguisher towards the blue circle. Nothing happens besides it y through, "What's that gonna do?" "I don't know." he exclaims in confusion. "Do you have a better idea?" "Woah woah woah! Everybody get behind me." Luther shouts, "Yeah, get behind us." diego chimes in.

"I vote for running!" klaus shouts. Everybody stares at the blueness, but suddenly something comes into it. An old man and woman.. it switches between the younger and older versions, that is until both bodies fall out and onto the ground as the portal closes. Soon, everything goes back to normal. They both get on their knees trying to gain balance back on their feet. "Does anyone else see, little number five and eight.. or is that just me?" he asks. Everyone's glancing at the 2, They both quickly look down at their bodies before looking back up. "Shit." they both say.

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