𝐅 𝐈 𝐕 𝐄 '𝐒 𝐏 𝐄 𝐓 - 𝐹. 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑠

𝗖 𝗛 𝗔 𝗣 𝗧 𝗘 𝗥 - 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘

𝟭𝗦𝗧 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪

❝𝗢𝗵 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂,❞

                    _______
Everyone was scattered in the area. Five and I kept explaining to them what we meant for the past half hour. Klaus ended up on the floor. "I'm so confused," Klaus muttered. "Shocking," Allison replied. "Well, someone killed our mothers, so we shouldn't exist. But clearly we do exist, and the universe can't handle it, which is a problem," Viktor restated. "Big problem," Five corrected, before drinking out of his coffee. "Yah!" Stanley shouted. "Stanley! Now is not the time to be doing karate, okay?" Diego yelled. "Yeah well, mom said I need to practice," Stanley explained. "Yeah, well, she's not wrong. You're very bad," Diego commented. "Yeah well, I saved your pathetic ass," Stanley responded. "What?" I asked. "No we don't speak of it," Diego argued. "Okay, hold on. So we caused a paradox. What does that mean?" Allison asked. "It's hard to say. It's all been theoretical until now, but things have started to disappear," Five announced. "What things?" Viktor asked. "Cows, Lobsters, but that's all right now," I explained. "But I have a feeling this is just the beginning," Five said. "A feeling? Aren't you retired?" Allison asked. "I want nothing more," Five replied. "You know, you can't keep dragging us through hell because you have an itch only an apocalypse can scratch and then expect us to deal with the fallout. You're not the boss," Allison exclaimed. "He's the only one who has actually kept us alive," I interrupted. "Kept us alive? Are you serious?" Allison asked. "Listen, I just have a feeling something terrible is coming," Five explained. "Then let's go attack the Sparrows, get the briefcase, and go home," Allison stated. "This is our home, Allison. Accept it," Five told her. Stanley started to cause chaos by knocking things over. "That's it! I'm telling your mom!" Diego shouted and got up. "Ooh!" Stanley sarcastically said. "Wait where's Lila?" I asked. "Shower. I told her she could stay with us," Stanley explained. "Wait. When did Lila get back?" Viktor asked. Five started to leave. "Five where you going?" Diego asked. "To go talk to somebody who only has half her head up her ass," Five explained. He started to go down the stairs and left. "I mean he has a pretty good track record with this stuff. I feel like we should listen to him," Viktor insisted. "Yup," I agreed. "Hey quick question," Klaus spoke and got up. "Cobra Kai! Yeah!" Stanly exclaimed. "Do none of you heartless bastard care about our murdered moms?" Klaus asked. "Klaus, the only mother we knew was plugged into a wall," Diego explained. "Oh yeah? Well, this is my real mother. And she's called Rachel. And I have her eyes. See? Come on! We need to find out who did this! This is the thing! This is the main thing!" Klaus exclaimed. "Is that all you want?" Diego asked. "Yeah," Klaus answered. "Cause It's obviously Dad, all right? He knew where we were born. He hated us in '63. Boom. Murders," Diego explained. "You think Dad is capable of killing innocent people?" I asked. "Oh it's Murder city (Y/n)," Diego told me. "Yeah that's true," I agreed. "Little late for a meeting pal," Diego told someone. I look back to see Luther. "I was being held captive. By the Sparrows," Luther explained. "What?" Allison asked. "Wait. Did none of you notice?" Luther asked. "Yeah we're happy your home safe," Viktor said. "Yeah," I agreed. "Great to see you safe big guy," Klaus told him. "Oh yeah. Okay, nice," Luther sarcastically said and walked towards us. "Did they hurt you?" I asked. "Who? The Sparrows? God, no. Not at all. Excellent hosts. Really quite charming actually. Oh and you should see their gym. Outstanding! I really think we got these guys all wrong," Luther explained. "Says the guy they kidnapped," Allison responded. "What did they want?" Diego asked. "Oh. Marcus. He's missing. They want him back. Unharmed," Luther restated. "We don't have him," Viktor replied. "Well, Damn. Was kinda holding we'd solve that one quickly and then move on to the problem number two. Disappearing people," Luther explained. Suddenly, glass was broken. Stanley broke something, again. "Uh, it was—it was the wind," Stanley explained. "Who's the kid?" Luther asked. "Diego's son," I replied. "Huh?" Luther asked. "Story for another time, but you're late pal. Five and (Y/n) came in here already explaining that. And our mothers are dead," Diego explained. "What?" Luther asked. "Yah!" Stanley shouted. The sound of something breaking again caused us all to look at him. He held his hand up in the air. "Okay that one was me," he admitted.