Euna sat down next to the man that was lying on the floor. He was scared, but awake, eyes wide open with horror and fear. She loved them that way. She loved watching people die, there was a certain beauty to life leaving a healthy, strong body. But all his energy wasn't lost. It would live on in her own body, she would embrace his energy and turn it into something stronger, better.

"No … please let me go. Please" the man hissed. His voice was full of despair and his body was shaking.

"Why would I do that, silly?" Euna asked. She reached out for his chin and concentrated on the pulsating energy inside of him. She needed this energy. She didn't rush through the process of stealing his energy. Euna could do it in a heartbeat, if she had to, but she enjoyed taking time.

Valdís raised her eyebrow as she approached Euna. "Kill him already. We don't have time for these stupid games."

Euna liked Valdís, but she definitely didn't know how to have a good time. "I don't want to rush it" she replied. "It doesn't hurt to have a good time, does it?" On the other hand, she didn't want to upset Valdís. Arguing with her could get quite ugly, and Euna didn't want her to get mad, so she sighed and took the rest of the man's energy.

"Good. How do you feel?"

"Strong. But I could still use some more energy." Euna stood up and started walking away from the alley where they had brought the guy.

"Later" Valdís promised. "We should meet Enyo and Victor and talk about our next steps. You know what we need to do, right?"

Euna smiled. How could she ever forget? They were destined to do something great. "Yeah. Eliminate The Umbrella Academy and end the world. Can't wait." This was the mission they'd been trained for their whole lives and Euna couldn't wait to steal their energy, too. It would be extraordinary, just like The Umbrella Academy itself. And just like Euna, Valdís, Victor and Enyo.

Klaus woke up and stared at the ceiling. He still hated this big house with all the memories that kept haunting him and he couldn't tell why he was always coming back here. Sure, he did like some kinky stuff and he enjoyed pain and suffering, but this was not the kind of pain that made his blood flow. This was the kind of pain that would haunt him in his dream, even after fixing Vanya and preventing the apocalypse, being home still didn't feel good.

He closed his eyes again and tried to focus on something else. He missed the drugs. He missed being high and he really missed not seeing dead people all the time, but more than anything else in this world he missed Dave. Sometimes, when he closed his eyes he could still pretend to reach out for his hand, but there was nothing. Falling in love with Dave felt like a lifetime ago, and Klaus was afraid of forgetting anything he'd ever said to him. He had to cherish it, hold it close and put it into a safe place into his heart. There was no place for drugs. But still, he missed being high. Being reasonable sucked. Big time.

When he reopened his eyes, Ben was there, looking at him with a grave (no pun intended) look in his eyes. But he wasn't alone. The ghost of a stranger was with him. He had probably not been older than forty years when he'd died, but his face looked gaunt and wrinkly like the skin of an elderly man. This was new.

"Klaus."

He took a deep breath and sat up. "Okay, what now? Do you want me to call your wife? The police?"

"You're Klaus Hargreeves, right? The Séance."

"Yes. What is it?"

"I have a message for you."

This wasn't atypical, since the ghosts usually wanted something from him. Sometimes they wanted to tell him who had murdered them. Or they wanted to leave a message for their families. Sometimes they only wanted someone to talk. There didn't seem to be a lot of people who were able to conjure the dead. Only one, to be completely honest.

"I don't care." He headed to the bathroom. He felt a little sorry for the ghost, since he didn't have anybody else to turn to, but he really needed to take a bath, listen to some music and forget about the drugs and all the painful memories that kept haunting him. He couldn't handle the ghosts right now.

"Wait!" Ben exclaimed. "It's important."

Klaus took another deep breath and sat down on the edge of the bath tub. "Okay. Spill it."

The man looked into Klaus' eyes and leaned a little forward. "I was killed by a woman called Euna. They said, they want to eliminate The Umbrella Academy."

Klaus frowned and looked at his deceased brother. "That would be us." Well, not exactly, since Ben was already dead, of course, but still.

"It gets worse."

"How?"

"They said that they were going to end the world. They talked about it after I was killed. You need to do something about it."

"Terrific." Klaus didn't know what to think about it. Ending the world sounded … big. After trying to stop an apocalypse, still seeing said apocalypse happen and then going back in time to save both his sister and the world, he didn't know what to make of it. It sounded like an exaggeration, but then again, after experiencing an apocalypse there was no reason of doubting that it could happen again. And even if they didn't mean it literally it would still suck to be killed. Not necessarily for Klaus. He'd be perfectly happy being reunited with Dave, but he didn't want his brothers and sisters to die. So he had to tell them anyway.

"Okay" he said. "I'll tell the rest of the guys. Thank you … I guess?" He still didn't enjoy talking to ghost. Ben was an exception to that rule, since they were brothers and stuff, and it was actually kind of nice having him around. Sometimes. He could still be a huge pain in the ass when he called him out on whatever. So he was quite glad when the other ghost disappeared.

Klaus sighed and looked at Ben. "Five will be delighted, I guess. He didn't get to prevent an apocalypse for some time now. I guess everyone needs a hobby." He put some clothes on and told his siblings that they needed to talk. He hated being in charge, so he'd be happier to get it over with and let Luther and Diego argue about what to do next.