"Oh my-You are so…ugh!" Ris yelled, running after Five, a little slow though due to the stone and rubble around there how. "Well, that is so informative!" Five yelled back, sliding his backpack on his back.
Ris grumbled under her breath, landing unevenly on the ground. The furious cold windows blowing onto her small figure. "Five! Five! God, why the hell are so damn dramatic!"
"Why the hell are you so damn stubborn!" he shot back, zipping up his jacket. "We're both, just—Agh!" Ris hissed as another cold blast of air hit her skin. "God, its freezing." she mumbled instantly envying Five's thick jacket that he snatched before he ran out.
"Go inside Ris." Five grumbled, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, as he pulled on his goggles on. "No. We-"she said, gesturing between the two of them. "Need to talk about this-"
Five snorted. "Finally found the self-help books I see."
"Oh shut up!" Ris snapped, reaching Five. "You know exactly what I mean."
Five said nothing, grabbing his scarf before jumping up and sliding down the rubble landing a good few feet away. Ris let out a noise of irritation, knowing she would not be able to follow him without warmer clothes, but if she changed she definitely would lose him.
"Five! Five! Where are you going?!" Ris shouted, he turned around pulling up his scarf covering his mouth. "Away!"
"The thing about time travel is that when you do it for as long as I have, you forget how slow time is. How slow the real world is too. I mean, sure you have your cars and buses, businesses and jobs, people going about their day. About their lives. And you're just watching it. It's harder when…you've seen and lived other lives, done some many crazy things with…so many incredible people."
"Well…I guess it's the not the things so much. I mean, I've lived a pretty fulfilled life. I've travelled the world, time periods of the word. I've saved and killed people…I changed the course of history. Not many people get to do that. Well some do, but they usual die before anything major, but that's not important right now."
"The point is, I've lived a pretty good life. Sure, I had a 58 year old man child with me, but he…" she paused, biting her lower lip. "I guess he just grows on you. He's my best friend you know. I miss him…even when I wanted to stab him in his sleep; he's always been there for me."
"Pretty sure this is the longest…I've been without him." she continued, brushing some hair out of her eye, leaning her face on her hand. "Anyway! Fulfilled live. I'm sure I have one. I mean sure, I never really had a family and…I've never fallen in love, or even had a proper relationship with most people that didn't involve my insane trust issues or 'blatant disregard for myself.' Five's words not mine.
"But besides that! I am fine. I am good. I'm very good…I'm good, right Mr Fluffy?" Ris asked, stroking the ginger cat's fur softly.
It was usual Dallas weather, sunny with little to no clouds and the usual colourful people walking peacefully up and down streets.
"Mr Fluffy?" Ris said, ticking the cat in attempt to get an answer. It wasn't her cat, it was Mrs Kendal's a 78 year old woman who lived next to door. Her cat Mr Fluffy had the odd habit of climbing out of her bedroom window and slowly walking on the thin ledge to her window.
Ris didn't mind, the cat was peaceful and after her (one-sided) argument with Luther; she felt as if someone had physically drained her with a straw. She guess it was one of the side effects from the Handler's drug, since she tried to move a pencil into her hand, and it sorta worked.
Or the pencil just rolled, but she had faith her powers were returning.
"Great you ignoring me to?" she mumbled, setting her hands in the cats soft fur. "You know if you were in the apocalypse, Five would have killed you in secret and told me you ran away."
Nothing.
"Really? Nothing? God, why are cats so…sleepy." Ris grumbled, lying her head down on the table, shutting her eyes.
"Screw him." Ris snapped, slamming the door of their mattress store home. "He wants to go out there and kill himself that's perfectly fine with me!" she yelled, throwing off her flimsy excuse for a jacket, taking a blanket and bundling herself in it.
"I don't have to go after and pacify him just because he wants to act like a damn baby. I won't!" Ris said, glaring at Delores. "Oh, don't give me that look. This is your fault too." Ris snapped at the mannequin.
Despite being unable to move, or blink or do anything in general Delores judged like no tomorrow. "I'm not doing it." Ris said, plonking herself on the bed, folding her arms. "I'm not."
"Not happening." she said, picking up a book, flipping though it carelessly.
Delores beady empty mannequin eyes staring at her. Ris shut her eyes focusing on the book.
…..
"Oh, shit!" Ris cried, flinging the book down, running to go change.
"God, Dallas sucks." Ris grumbled, walking across the street. Boredom lay on every corner. The town was so…mundane. It hurt.
It was always the same. Men rushing off the work with their briefcases. Children running playing as they went to school. Woman (who weren't working) gossiping and giggling in huddles.
Ris resisted the urge to roll her eyes that them.
"-and he was like, so darling-"
"Oh my god! Did you hear the news about Marlene?" said another girl.
"That she ran away to join that new group…with that handsome man that that rich woman took in?!"
'Okay, that's interesting.' Ris thought to herself, taking a random magazine from a stand, pretending to flip thought it as she listened.
"Yes, I heard she suck out the other night to join him. Apparently he lives around here."
"Really?"
"Somewhere at the edge of town."
Ris smirked, setting the magazine down. All she needed now was a couple of newspapers and a map.
"FIVE! FIVE! FIVE! DAMN IT FIVE! I GET IT, YOU'RE PISSED! CAN YOU JUST—"Ris paused, breathless with all her shouting. "Come back…please…" her words were taken by the wind.
The sun was setting, its last lights just skimming there area of the world. It was dangerous at night. While most of the worlds animals had died, from whatever destroyed the word. So things had…evolved.
Like the rats.
Large almost the size of a dog and deadly. They had first found them in the winter and learned that these creatures (she called them Radogs; Five said the name was stupid, but screw him.) disliked the sun and heat.
Meaning nights which were cold and dark, were death traps. Even now, with the last lights of sun. She was pushing it.
But Five was out here, alone. Who's to say he wasn't dead already. He was a pain in her ass, but he was her pain. That had to mean something. "Five!" Ris started again, venturing deeper into the remains of the city.
She liked to think this was the day things changed.
The day they really became Five and Ris.
The dynamic duo.
Five's old home. The Hargreeves Mansion or Manor. She didn't know the difference. Most of it was destroyed. But she knew Five liked to come back here. Visit his family's 'graves'
She really didn't know what drew her hear, what made her step though the broken gates of the Umbrella Academy. She never knew much about them, Five only sharing when he wanted to.
But she didn't push him.
He never pushed her about the Lab. He deserved the same curtesy.
It was dark now. Her torch, her only light. Her 'warm' jacket, and 'thick' pants her only warmth. Slowly pulling down her scarf around the bottom half of her face, Ris looked around.
Even now she could make out some rooms: where they were or where they should've been.
Eventually she found them. The graves. She remembered the day they made them. Five dug holes on the softest ground they could find; while she looked from some decent sized rocks for their gravestones.
They dragged the bodies to their places, then they chiselled in their names. It took a few days, but it was more than worth it.
They only found four bodies, Luther, Diego, Allison and Klaus. But they made six gravestones. Two extra for Ben and Vanya.
Ris lightly trailed her finger of Vanya's for some reason always feeling a light pull towards her gravestone the most.
She was distracted, she didn't hear it.
Not until it was too late.
Klaus, she knew it. After a few hours of piecing news article together, she had found out the mystery man. Which was Klaus.
And luck was on her side.
His house mansion was not too far for her to walk to.
Smiling to herself, giving Mr Fluffy a pet. Ris ticked Klaus's picture and checked him off on her dubbed, 'Hargreeves Map.'
"Time to pay the 'prophet' Klaus."
For once, she was glad she was a freak of nature. It probably saved her life.
The Radog jumped, directly for her. Ducking out of way, (just in time) allowing the monstrously to slam into some rubble.
She made a break for it.
Unfortunately for her, these stupid things were fast. Crazy fast.
Soon enough it was chasing her though the streets.
Taking a wrong turn was truly her undoing. Slamming into a dead end, the crazy hungry Radog, directly behind her.
"If this is how I die. Five, I swear. I will haunt you for the rest of your life." Ris hissed, dearly wishing her was smart enough to bring her backpack of supplies.
All she had was a small rock.
The animal hissed, rearing back. Reading itself to pounce. Ris raised the rock. Attempting to look intimidating.
The animal pounced.
'BANG!'
Ris flinched back, getting out a scream of surprise at the gunshot. She only heard a few, and she knew they were coming. After all she did fire them.
The animal jumped 3 feet in the air, its hair standing up on end.
"Ris! You okay?" Five shouted, in the distance. "You missed, moron!" Ris shouted back, running away before the animal could readjust to what just happened.
"I told you to stay inside!" Five scolded, setting out the large gun, maybe a rifle? How the hell was she supposed to know?
"Well, I would have, but you're crazy mannequin was giving me looks. If you died I'd probably have to deal with her." Ris snapped back. Five sighed, looking her up and down. "Did you not change? Do you know how cold it is?"
Ris looked down at her clothes. "This is like, my warmest stuff."
"Did you not look in the drawer, there warmer things in there."
"Well, how the hell am I supposed to know-""
The Radog made a sickening screech, jumping back. The two jumped back, Five raising the gun again. "Shoot it." Ris urged, from behind him, watching the animal hiss and bite, clearly furious at them.
BANG!
"Serious, do you even know to shoot!?" Ris cried, as he missed the animal gain. "Oh like you're the one to judge!" Five shouted back, attempting to shoot it again.
"I am! Give it to me." Ris snapped, snatching the gun from Five, firing it. The bullet hit the animal in the eyes, killing it instantly.
Lowering it, the two stared at the Radog's body breathlessly. "Huh…" Five mumbled.
"Told you I could do it." Ris said, handing him the gun back, a small smile tugging at the lips.
Five glanced at her, a look between shock and pride (though she didn't catch that at the time) on his face.
He started to chuckle. Ris smirked; before she started laughing too.
The mansion was huge. Large gardens, and pools, beautifully sculpted water fountains and there in the middle was the mansion. Elegant and powerful.
People were everywhere, the first thought that popped into her head, was some weird servant thing, but they all seem pretty free so that idea was quickly thrown away.
When she finally reached the door, she was faced with two dilemmas.
One: Would her meeting with Klaus go as badly as her meeting with Luther? Or worst?
Two: Should she knock or ring the doorbell?
After some contemplating, she rang the doorbell. And odd sound erupted form it.
A mix between a monkey scream, a woman's laughter and a giraffe fart.
At least she knew she got the right house. In this moment she realised how tiny she was.
Footsteps, then voices and then the door opened.
"I'm sorry," Ris mumbled slowly lowering herself down next to Five, who was sitting by the fire, the bright flames illuminating his face. "For what?"
Ris shrugged. "You know, driving you off, being the pain in the ass-"
"You weren't." Five said suddenly cutting her off. "I-I was. It was my fault you were out there in the first place… I shouldn't have gone out there in the first place. I was just…frustrated and I took it out on you… And for that; I am sorry."
"But, I was also being a jerk and-"
"Damn it, Ris can you just accept the apology!"
"Fine." Ris said, tucking some hair behind her ear. "I will if you just accept mine."
Five sighed. "Deal." he said, smiling at her. "You know, just to clarify. You couldn't drive me off, even if you wanted to.
"Really?" Ris whispered, drawing her eyes away from the fire looking at him. Five nodded. "Yeah, you're kinda stuck with me."
Ris grinned, her cheeky mischievous grin. "Oh the horror."
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