*readers pov*
You: Yeah, sure.
I close my eyes in disappointment
Allison: Really!
You: Uhuh
I open them and look right at her as she's in my room for some reason, she just came in and asked if she wanted to chat. Normal and formal, has a ring to it, doesn't it?
You: We all know you will spend it with Luther, I don't think you would be a famous person. I mean if you use your power than yeah.
She expanded her eyes as soon as I said it
Allison: S-Shut you mouth, I will be famous and will not spend it with- Luther-
As soon as she was about to say 'Luther' the door opened as a boy with blond hair came in
Luther: Hey, Y/N. Have you seen Alli-
Silence
Luther: Were...you two talking about me?
I look over at Luther as Allison is right next to me as we are laying on my bed the opposite side
You: For a minute, yeah. Don't worry it wasn't bad.
He nods as Allison says
Allison: It sucks that he banned us to never go there again.
Luther's eyes open as I sit up
You: From where?
Luther: shhh...
You: Tell me.
Allison sits up too as Luther welcomes himself to pull up my chair from my table where I normally draw my dreams or I should say nightmares, but that's for a different story.
You: I heard a rumour, that you told me where this place is.
Allison laughs her ass off as Luther chuckles too, slapping the chair.
Allison: The green room
A flush of realisation came over me.
You: Oh yeah, I got banned too for drinking there. Fucking dumb
They laugh as the door knob opens once again showing Ben as he welcomes himself in and sits on the left side of the bed, making me closer to Allison that I'm touching her due to the small bed and me being in the middle.
Ben: What do you wanna be when you grow up?
Now. This is weird, just plain and full straight answers.
Luther: A hero.
Allison: A Actor. Ben?
Ben: I don't know yet. Y/N?
You: I want to be alive.
Silence fills the room as Klaus enters
Klaus: Eyyyooo.
He lays flat like us but opposite side which is the right way when sleeping.
Allison: Crap, I forgot to say that Father wants us downstairs.
We all stand up and leave where there are chairs with people aside who look very shady.
Reginald: Time to mark yourselves as The Umbrella Academy! Go first, Number Eight! And all of you take turns.
I sit down at the chairs where I realise that we are getting tattoos, too late. We are only 14, why? Why to us? The guy gets the needle as I feel the machine breaking my skin and leaving me with a permanent memory, the pain was unbearable as I stood up after him cleaning it. This is going to be one hell of a ride
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N U M B E R / Umbrella Acadmy X MaleReader
AdventureSo many "unordinary" people born and i have been given to a person called Reginald Hargreeves and who is now my father. he isnt the best father, i hate him so much but there no getting rid of hi- speaking too soon. I am the most messed up and terrif...