"Remember Number 0, every person that can make the world burn needs a weakness." The eight year old read his cold eyes, and knew he was talking about her. •|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•| Emery Hargreeves gaped at Five praying he couldn't see, what was coiling in her gut, across her face. According to him, and she trusted him with everything she had, the world was going to end in eight days. "Tell me one thing," she mumbled, "did it look burned?" •|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•|°•|°|•|°|•| |Number Five x OC| I don't own Umbrella Academy, it's characters, or it's plots. The only thing that's mine is my oc.