I. Glass Coffin
.05 watched idly from the air as a hooligan wearing a mask crept from a red van up to a wall. Planning to pepper it with graffiti, no doubt. Well, that was no concern of his. He prepared to fly on when he heard one of the men say, "Lower her carefully."
.05 was a tad interested. After all, Costello's wouldn't close for another two hours. Maybe this was worthwhile. He might even enjoy a good show. He floated down to a rooftop overlooking the scene.
Two men lowered what looked like a five foot long glass box out of the van. Two others helped them unload it. The man at the wall seemed to be watching the process carefully. Obviously he seemed like the leader. "Let's get Sleeping Beauty out of her bed and dump her here. She'll live for only a few hours anyway. She'll have no opportunity ever to fly with her wings or play fortune teller." The others snickered at his command.
They set the glass box on the floor. And then fell unconscious as .05 sprayed knocked their lights out, one punch each to the face.
He walked casually to the box, stepping over the prone forms of the men.
When he got there, even he was surprised.
The glass box had several wires running throughout and outside of it. And some of them were connected to a girl lying in the box.
She looked about ten years old, judging from her stature. She had wires connected to her chest, her fingers, her toes (she had no shoes on, and was wearing what looked like a hospital nightgown), her neck. Some were snaking up to her face but a sheet covered her whole face.
"Well, well, well," .05 muttered, glancing speculatively at the girl. "This is an extremely interesting situation."
From what the men had said, the girl was going to die soon. He wouldn't have time to interrogate the men.
He would have to go home and let his siblings study her and maybe even save her, if she proves to be special. Well, the wings comment certainly was interesting. Especially the fortune telling part.
Well, there goes Costello's.
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"Well?"
Séance was standing next to the glass box, his fingers lightly touching the material. He looked at .05.
"There's a life force in here. Very weak, though. I also sense some power in her…"
"Oh, really?" asked Vanya interestedly. "Did you develop that power, too?"
Séance sighed. He was so underestimated in this family. "Maybe. I get strong vibrations from her…"
Before Vanya could ask more, Rumor and Space entered the room. Kraken entered after them, looking at the glass box in the center of the room.
"So what's the situation in here?" Space asked in true team leader style. .05 rolled his eyes a little, but told the others how he came upon the girl's body.
Rumor slid her fingers over the glass case. "So you think this girl is something special?" The others looked at .05 curiously.
"Maybe."
Rumor just shrugged and stared at the girl.
"Oh," Séance murmured softly. "We'd better break her out of the box," he said, looking at .05. "If we don't, she'll die for sure."
They all looked at .05. He made a decision quickly.
"Break it any way you can."
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Shards of glass littered the room, the box proving to be very strong. The glass box and all the wires that were around it were reduced to scrap. The girl lay in the middle of the rubble on a thin bed of glass.
.05 lifted the cloth over the girl's face. All the Umbrella Academy members were surprised at the girl's beauty.
She had long, wavy red hair that reached all the way to her waist. .05 touched her shoulder and shook her. She sat up and yawned, looking in .05's face.
Suddenly, every muscle in her body tensed, and she did something that surprised even .05.
She snapped white wings out from her spine and tried to fly out a window, but Space caught her by the ankle. She flapped and almost dragged Space off his feet until Séance interfered with her mind and caused her to crash on the floor, glass tinkling noisily. The girl was knocked out cold.
"I didn't expect her to be that weird!" Séance exclaimed as he floated glass out of the room and into a trash can.