↬↬↬↬↬ Chapter One : Where in the fuck are we? ↬↬↬↬↬ The blue light was electrifying throughout his body, making it tingle and extremely hot. As he saw the daylight below him, he let out a yelp as he fell to the ground, the pavement scraping his hands and knees as he covered his eyes quickly.
"Five?! Diego!? Klaus shouted as he stood up from the ground. His hands were waving at the blue light, trying to get the rest of his siblings. When the blue light absorbed and disappeared was when Klaus looked at his surroundings. He was in an alleyway, alone. Klaus took a deep breath before stumbling forward into the sidewalk. Old cars were driving by as people in trench coats and fancy hats talked amongst themselves.
"Where are we?" Klaus asked as he looked back. Ben was looking around as well, his mouth slightly opened as he dodged over people who were walking beside him.
"I think the question is when are we?" Ben said as Klaus exhaled shakily. He began to mumble incoherent words as he ran up to a random man, grabbing his arm slightly.
"Sir, sir could you maybe tell me what year it is?" Klaus asked frantically as the man gave him a skeptical look, one that probably implied that Klaus needed to be locked up due to the lack of common sense.
Klaus sighed as he placed his hands on his hips. He looked down at his clothes, they were ripped and dirty, of course people weren't gonna help him. As he looked around, he couldn't help but notice the vintage vibe the little town gave off, one that made him nauseous in a way. He had no idea where his family was, or even if they were in the same town as him.
Klaus then looked down at his feet, his shoes were worn out and his limbs aches greatly. He took a shaky breath in before Ben called his name, he turned around to find his brother holding something, while standing over a trash can.
"Look" Ben spoke as Klaus came over to him. A good looking man stood upon the magazine cover. Klaus tilted his head slightly as he scoffed.
"I mean yeah he's handsome and pretty my type but I'll have to see him from the shoulders down"
Ben shook his head as he groaned. "No, you idiot, the date!" Look at the date!"
Klaus averted his gaze to the top left corner of the magazine. He immediately looked back at Ben.
"February 11th, 1960..." Klaus breathed out as he grasped the magazine tighter.
"1960" Klaus spoke again, a brief of realization hitting him as Ben looked up at him.
"Shit" they both spoke as Klaus ran off into the street, trying to find any source of how they can get back, most importantly, where he can get back her
Short as fuck I know, but buckle up because this is gonna be one long ass crazy book.
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