The girl screamed, slamming hard into wall. Falling onto her back, curling herself in a little ball. The stinging on her arms and the pain in her mind too much for her.

The blue light vanished from her eyes, leaving the slightly grey clouds above her. In the back of her mind, she thought it would rain soon.

Hot ruby blood, leaked onto her clothes, staining her ripped white shirt. The girl, took a few ragged breathes, painstakingly pulling herself up.

Her sleeves were torn, hanging loosely at her side. Her arms coated in blood, the liquid dripping from her forearm onto the concrete.

She was in an alley, she didn't know why or how she knew that, but she knew it. She was in an alley. The girl looked up, the sound of loud disruptive noises drawing her attention to the end of the alley.

Staggering forwards, cradling her arms she walked towards the noise.

Stepping out into the street, her vision exploded.

Her mind unsure and quick, trying to drink in everything. The colours, the noise, the words, the feeling.

The sound of screeching, made her snap out of her daze. The loud noise screaming at her in unison.

"Hey! You wanna die?! Get the hell outta the street!"

Her body froze. Her breath coming too harsh, curling deeper into herself. More voices joined in, some screaming. Angry. Other's….confused. Kind.

Too much.
Too much.
Too much.
Too much.
There was too much.

Another noise, a honk.

A car. No. Louder. A truck.

Large and bright yellow, and not stopping.

She shut her eyes.

Letting the world freeze and the dark consume her…


They slammed onto the hardwood floors, the briefcase in Five's hand powering down.

Allison sighed in relief, looking around at her siblings.

"Oh, good God." Luther groaned, feeling the familiar fatigue and pain as the rest of his family. "Wh... What day is it?" he grunted, pointing to the newspaper on the table.

"April 2, 2019." Five read, flicking the paper. "Day after the apocalypse."

"Wait, so we stopped it." Allison said in disbelief. "My God, it's over?" Vanya cried, sharing her sister's reaction.

"Did we...actually succeed at something? That's incredible!" Klaus said happily, making them laugh, hugging each other; Five inspecting around the room.

"Oh!"

"All right! I don't know about you guys, but I need a drink." Klaus said releasing Vanya from his hug.

"Yes."

"In fact, I need several." Klaus continued, making the rest of them grin. "I'm in. I'm in." Vanya sang. "I should go find Claire." Allison mused. "Oh, come on," Luther said giving her a pat on the shoulder. "One drink."

"No..." Allison sighed, following them. Klaus rummaging from glasses; the rest looking around the room.

Diego paused, walking closer to the mantelpiece. "Why is there a painting of Ben over the mantelpiece?" he asked, the rest of the sibling turning their attention to it.

"I knew you'd show up eventually." said a voice from the fire. They whipped around staring at the figure in surprise.

"Dad." Diego breathed out.

"You're alive." Luther said softly. "Why shouldn't I be?" Hargreeves asked. Luther licked his lips. "Yeah. Y-Yeah, you're right. I'm...I'm just happy that we're home and...Together again."

"Home?" Hargreeves questioned again. "This isn't your home."

"What are you talking about?" Allison asked, giving the room a quick look look. "This is the Umbrella Academy."

"Wrong again." Hargreeves said calmly. "This is the Sparrow Academy."

Trooping of steps in unison rang out.

The Umbrella Academy looking up to the floor above them. Diego pulled put one of his knifes. Five people and a strange green cube staring down at them from above.

Another two sets of footsteps in perfect sync echoed out.A man and a girl entering the room.

The Umbrella Academy stared at them, looking like they had seen death itself. But the man and girl had unmistakable faces, faces they knew all too well.

"Dad, who the hell are these assholes?" Ben said, glancing between the six of them, before back at Ris. Ris shrugged, her deep red blazer identical to Ben's barely even ruffling.

"Shit."