Chaotic

We Find the Owner of the Eye and Our Sister is Locked Away

"Damaged women are the most dangerous kind, because they already know they can survive."

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They rushed Allison back to the house as quickly as possible. Elisa couldn't stop the tears from falling. She rested her head against Diego while staring at Allison, praying that she'd be okay.

As soon as they reached the house, Elisa jumped out to alert Grace and Pogo. The boys were carrying Allison inside. "Mom! Pogo! Allison's dying!"

Grace and Pogo came instantly and as soon as the boys had brought Allison in, they made their way to a room with medical equipment and a gurney. Grace started putting pressure on Allison's neck to stop the bleeding.

She looked at the siblings. "She's suffered a severe laceration to her larynx. One of you will need to give blood."

"I will." Everyone chorused.

Luther stated, "I'm doing it."

Pogo shook his head. "I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy. Your blood is more compatible with mine."

Klaus stepped up. "Hey, don't sweat it. I--I got this, big guy. I love needles." He slapped his arm.

Once again, Pogo interjected. "Master Klaus. Your blood is...how shall I say this? Too polluted."

Diego said, "Move. I'll do it."

Seeing how terrified he was, Elisa took her brother's hand. She didn't like seeing him scared.

Diego fell to the ground, unconscious. Pogo noticed the worry in Elisa's eyes and said, "Stick him."

The needle was injected into Diego's skin, and her grip on his hand tightened.

After the transfusion, the siblings, except Luther, gathered in the living room.

Diego was pacing the floor as he said, "The bastard that nearly killed our sister is still out there, with Vanya. We need to go after her."

Five stood up. "Vanya is not important." The books started shaking as Elisa showed her anger. "Elisa, I didn't mean it that way. It's just that in the scheme of things, she doesn't matter. See, if the apocalypse happens today, she dies with the other seven billion of us."

Elisa sat back and crossed her arms, knowing he was right.

"Harold Jenkins is our first priority." Five told them.

Diego nodded in agreement. Klaus bit his nails as he said, "You guys count me out. I mean, no offense or whatever. I just kind of feel like this is a lot of pressure for a newly completely sober me..."

Diego and Five stared at him while Elisa turned to him and raised an eyebrow. Klaus gave her a nod that he was okay.

"No, you're coming." Diego said.

Klaus frowned. "I mean, I think we call all agree that my powers...I mean, it's pretty much useless. I'd just be holding you guys back."

Elisa scoffed. "As opposed to me? The girl who can conjure chaos from nowhere? Believe me; you're not useless, and you especially don't hold us back."

Diego and Five still seemed unimpressed with Klaus's behavior and Five snapped. "Klaus, get up."

Klaus glared at them. "You can't make me."

Diego gave a subtle wink to Elisa and threw a knife. It landed right between Klaus's legs. He shot Diego an annoyed look and lifted his hands up in surrender. He stood up and said, "Then again, a little exercise couldn't hurt."