Music. That was the first thing she heard. Calm music played thought out the car, the rain outside fitting it perfectly. Ris blinked her eyes adjusting to the shining light of the sunrise. Rubbing her eyes, yawn, she turned to Allison. The older woman was gripping the steering wheel tightly as if it might run away if she let it go.

"Allison." She yawned out. The woman seemed to snap out of her thoughts. She smiled at Ris. "Had a good sleep?" The younger nodded. "You should have woke me up. I could have drived." She said.

Allison giggled. "I know, but regarding your respect. The last thing we need is to be pulled over. Anyway, you looked like you needed the sleep." Allison said softly, giving her a look that Ris couldn't exactly place. A warm feeling had entered Ris's chest, smiling to herself. "How far to dear old granny Jenkins?"

"Few minutes." Allison answered. "Brace yourself." she added. Ris nodded, silently pleading that Vanya was okay.

Five was awoke to the irritating sound of a bell ringing in his ear. "Wakey Wakey! Rise and Shine! It's morning time!"

"Get out." Five groaned, covering his head with his pillow. Klaus ignored him, taking another pillow and playfully whacking Five with it.

"Come on, lazy bones! Up and at 'em!" he yelled out, running out of the room, just before Five could hit him. "Family meeting! Quickly!" Klaus called over his shoulder.

Groaning to himself, he sluggishly picked himself up and walked to the kitchen.

"You think this the place?" Allison asked, checking the police file one more time, before jumping out of the car. Ris followed, running over to the mail box. Printed there in large letter was the word: JENKINS. "Yeah, we are." she said grimly, before following Allison.

"This is creepy." Ris whispered as she and Allison walked underneath the lodge. Allison nodded in agreement. "Think Vanya's in there?" she asked. Ris shrugged. "I can't hear any voices. Heck, I can't even hear any stupid bloody birds."

She and Allison ran across, peeking through a window. Inside on a polished wooden chair, was Vanya's violin. "Well, at least we know she was here." Ris whispered. Allison nodded, turning to walk back to the car.

Just then a small bird flew out, screeching loudly. Both girls jumped back, breathing heavily from there scare. "I take it back, birds aren't stupid." The younger breathed out, earning a small chuckle from Allison.


"Here we go. This'll fix ya up." Klaus said pouring a cup of coffee for Luther, which was instantly taken by Five. Five took a sip, before wincing in disgust. "Jesus. Who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?" he spat out, setting the cup down. 'Ris would never make coffee like this. Where was Ris?' he thought, furrowing his eyebrows together.

After passing out, his memories were foggy. Only bits and pieces of conversations, Ris's worried voice and lights.

"Can we get started?"

"Anyone seen any of the others? Diego? Allison? Rissie? No? All right, then, this is the closest thing to a quorum-" Klaus started, banging the table. "-that we're gonna get. Now, listening up. There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna spit it out." Klaus started, before zoning out. "Klaus." Luther started.

"I conjured Dad last night." Klaus blurted out. Luther and Five exchanged looks. "You said you haven't been able to conjure anyone in years." Luther said tonelessly.

"Ah, yes, I know, but I'm sober." Klaus replied smiling. "Ta-da! I got clean, yesterday, to talk to someone special, and then ended up having this conversation with dear old Daddy himself."

Luther sighed. "Has anyone got some aspirin?" Luther asked. "Top shelf, next to the crackers." Five answered.

"Hey, hey, hey. This is serious, guys, all right? This really happened, I swear." Klaus said offended. Five could practically hear Ris's voice floating in his mind. 'Be nice, he might have actually done it.'

"Okay, fine. I'll play. What did the old man have to say?" He asked, a large 'smile' on his face. "Well, he gave me the usual lecture about my appearance and my failures in life. Yada yada yada. No surprise there. Even the afterlife couldn't soften a hardass like Dad, right?" Klaus started. "But he did mention something about his murder, or lack thereof…because… he killed himself."

"I don't have time for your games, Klaus." Luther groaned out. "I'm telling you the truth, Luther. I'm telling you the truth." Klaus said. Five paused deep in thought. "Why'd he do it, then?" he asked.

"He said it was the only way to get us all home again." Klaus explained. "No. Dad wouldn't just kill himself." Luther denied angrily. "Ah, you said it yourself. He was depressed. Holed up in his office and room all day and night." Five mused, swishing the disgusting cup of coffee in his cup.

"No. There weren't any signs." Luther snapped. "Suicidal people exhibit certain tendencies, strange behaviours." He explained. "Like sending someone to the Moon for no reason?" Klaus asked innocently. "I swear to God, Klaus, if you're lying…" Luther growled out angrily.

"I'm not. I'm not." Klaus denied repeatedly. "Master Klaus is correct." Came the sturdy voice of Pogo. "Regretfully" he sighed. "I helped Master Hargreaves enact his plan."

"What?" Luther breathed out, Five turned to look at Pogo a thoughtful expression on his face.

"So did Grace. It was a difficult choice for both of us. More difficult than you could ever know." Pogo sighed again a regretful look on his face.

"Prior to your father's death, Grace's programming was adjusted so that she was incapable of administering first aid on that fateful night." Pogo explained. "Sick bastard." Five whispered. "So the security tape we saw?" Luther asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"It was meant to further the murder mystery. Your father hoped that being back here, solving it together would reignite your desire to be a team again." Pogo finished.

"And to what end?" Five asked. "To save the world, of course." Pogo answered. Five looked down, Ris's voice floating into his head. "What I'm saying is, maybe your abilities sensed you couldn't defeat the threat then. Maybe you sent yourself here to prevent something worst for happening."

"First the Moon mission and now this. You watched me search for answers and said nothing. Anything else you want to share, Pogo? Any other damn secrets?" Luther said, his voice steadily raising. "Luther-"

"Hey, calm down, Luther." Five and Klaus said, trying to calm the man's nerves. "No, I won't calm down. We've been lied to by the one person in this family we all trusted." Luther growled out. "It was your father's dying wish, Master Luther." Pogo said quietly. "I…I had no choice." he whispered.

"There's always choice." Luther said, before walking away. Five ran his hands though his hair. He sighed. "I gotta think." He said, spatial-jumping into his bedroom. Wanting nothing more than to talk to Clarissa.


"Traffic." Ris growled out darkly, glaring furiously at the car in front of them. "The one thing that could be worse than the apocalypse and I've been there for…what? 26 years, give or take." Allison chuckled at her, suddenly she froze.

Ris paused her ranting, following Allison's eyes. Ris's eyes widened, leaning fowards. "Is that?"

Allison got of the car, Ris following her. Allison slung on her sunglasses walking towards a sigh, on the sigh was a small white and blue scarf. "Vanya." Allison said, walking to the sight. Pulling up the police tape Allison and Ris slid over.

"Hey. Pardon me. Hey." An officer called over to them. "I gotta ask you two to stay behind the lines. We had an accident here last night." The officer said, Ris inspected him. Officer Cheddar. Ris couldn't help, but think of the cheese.

"What kind of accident?" Allison asked. "Ma'am. The line, please." Officer Cheddar said. Ris groaned. "Okay. Yes. Sorry." Allison mumbled, gently taking Ris's hand as the two walked back under the line.

"Got a lot of stuff on the ground, okay? To be wary of." Cheddar said. "What kind of things?" Ris asked. "What exactly happened?"

Cheddar raised his eyebrows at Ris before answering. "We're trying to figure that out. As soon as we do, you'll be able to read it in the newspaper with everybody else. So, have a nice day." Cheddar said, walking off. Ris growled under her breath.

"Okay, Allison" Ris whispered turning to the older woman. "You distract, while I grab him." She pointed to Cheddar. "And make him tell us." Ris whispered, making her way towards Cheddar.

Allison grabbed her arm giving her a stern look. "No torture or murder." She whispered, in a reprimanding tone. Calling out to Cheddar, pulling off her glasses. "Look, officer, if there is any way-"

"Holy shit!" Cheddar yelled out, surprised. The girls jumped back. "You're Allison Hargreaves?" he asked excitedly. Allison sheepishly nodded.

"I saw you on TV two nights ago in that Sandra Bullock movie about underpaid teachers that rob a bank." Cheddar said, fangirling. Allison chuckled. "Yeah. That's me."

"Oh! Wow. Hey. If I'm being honest, my wife and I, we prefer you in the romantic comedies." Cheddar said, Ris rolled her eyes. 'Romance.' Allison raised her eyebrows. "Oh."

"The Love on Loan trilogy. "Ouf!" he chuckled. "We can't get enough." He and Allison laughed, before looking at each other. An awkward silence falling between them. Ris groaned into her hand. 'Great' Ris clenched her fists hoping to catch even a small thought from Cheddar.

But, she couldn't get anything. The younger wrinkled her eyebrows. Usual she had to block thoughts to concentrate. But it was like…her powers were being….turned off. Slowly, but surly. Ris attempted to use her air manipulation, focusing on an empty red bucket near the diner. Flapping her hand back and forth in frustration. When nothing happened.

She had been feeling strange, with her abilities since feeling the anger-that-was-not-her-own. But if she was honest, she thought she was fine after using her abilities to help Five. She scrunched her eyebrows together in thought.

She was fine, unless you were to count the constant need for sleep, the pain she would receive after using her abilities. Her having to truly considerate on the abilities before using them.

"Ris?" The younger snapped out of her train of thought. "Hmm?" she mumbled. Allison looked at her with concern. "Are you okay?" she asked. Ris blinked. Looking at the road, blankly.

She shut her eyes, before looking up at Allison. Her doe brown eyes, glistening with unshed tears and emotions. She gave Allison a big smile. One that, Allison knew was pained.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay."


"Concentrate 113.5." came the cold voice of her trainer. The 7 year old blinked up at the woman, nodded then shut her eyes tightly. "Do you feel it?" the woman asked. The young girl shook her head. "You're not concentrating." The woman hissed. "I am!" 113.5 yelled out

CRACK!

The sound of the whip, rang in her ears. The young girl fell to the floor, a deep cut etched into her wrist. Her lower lip trembled as she fought back tears. The woman yanked her by the hair, pulling the child up and tossing her across the room. "Concentrate. Try harder." The woman growled out.

"You don't want to disappoint, Doctor Alpin? Don't you, 113.5?" the woman sneered. The younger said nothing. CRACK!

The whip strung the young child again. This time, 113.5 didn't hold back tears. "Don't you?!" 113.5 shook her head. "No, Miss Anna." The younger whispered. "No, I don't."


Five wrapped sharply on Klaus's door. "Hey. Get up. We're going." He said sharply. "Where?" Klaus asked tired. This was the longest week of his life. "To save the world." Five answered a little too optimist. Ris was seriously rubbing off on him. Klaus's shoulders slumped. "Oh, is that all? Great."

Five ignored him. He didn't really need Klaus or to pull Klaus anywhere. He need someone to talk to, to bounce ideas off. So, Klaus would be is substitute Ris.

Until he remembered where the real one was. Forgetting was annoying, no wonder Ris had been so hissy lately. "So, Pogo said Dad killed himself to get us all back together, right?"

"Yeah, so?" answered Klaus, more interested in his wool.

"So it got me thinking. I had to jump to the future to figure out when it happened, but Dad, he can't time travel." Five started pacing. "So how'd the crazy bastard actually know to kill himself a week before the end of the world?"

"Well, you know…" Klaus started, putting on his socks. "Don't answer. That was purely rhetorical." Five interjected. Klaus stared blankly. "Truth is, our whole lives, he's been telling us we'd save the world from an impending apocalypse."

Klaus started putting on his shoes. "Yeah, but I always thought he just said that to scare us into doing the dishes."

"Me too." Five said. "But what if the old man really knew it was going to happen?"

Klaus picked up a rainbow coloured T-shirt. "Yeah, but knew how?" he asked. "No idea." Five answered. "But the fact remains, his fakakta plan worked. We all came home. We're here, we might as well save the world." he finished.

"Oh yeah? What, like, the two of us?" Klaus said smiling. "Uh, well, ideally, no, but gotta work with what I've got." Five answered.

The sound of running footsteps alerted the two brothers. Diego came running in, breathing heavily. "Where have you been?" Five asked. 'Does he know where Ris is?'

"Jail." Diego answered shortly, running into his room. "Long story. Where's Luther?" he asked. "Haven't seen him since breakfast." Five answered. "Whe-"

"Yeah. Two days until the world ends, he picks a great time to drop off the grid." Klaus commented dryly. "Shit." Diego cursed. "Allison and Ris, their in danger." Diego said gravely, looking at Five. Klaus's eyes widened, also instantly turning to look at Five.

His lips were pursed in a tightly, fists clenched so tightly, that Klaus was a hundred percent sure that blood flow was disrupted.

It happened, so fast that if recounted, Klaus would say he didn't know how it happened. One nanosecond ago, Five was next to him. The next, Five slammed Diego into a wall and was holding a knife to his neck.


She was sick, and he didn't know how to help her. The constant thought was floating continuously in his mind. 'You failed'. If she was conscious she would tell him he's being pessimistic. But Ris while optimistic was not stupid. If she didn't get better soon, she would…eventually die.

"Open." Five said patiently, ready to put the mashed baby food into her mouth. Ris shook her head obstinacy, pushing the spoon away. Curling into the 'blankets', she turned away from him. Five huffed angrily. "You need to eat." je groaned. Walking to the other end of the 'bed' sitting down, he picked up the spoon again. "Open." He repeated.

She glared at him, turning around again. Sighing to himself, Five walked around again. "Open." Ris groaned angrily, turning around again. "Open." Five repeated before she could even finish turning. "I hate you." Ris croaked out. "You and your stupid spatial-jumps."

"Trust me, I'm not a fan of you either. But, you need to eat." he said patiently. "Don't you think I know that? I can't help that everything I put in my damn body comes puking out." She snapped agitated. "Not to mention baby food is disgusting."

Five set the spoon down, running his fingers though his hair. Ris had a strong feeling he was going to yell at her. '3…2…1'

"I know." he said quietly, surprising the young girl. "I know, baby food is horrendous and… you can't keep food inside you, before puking up blood and vomit. I know, you have a high fever… and you and I both know…You might not make it through the night. I know that." He said. "I just don't know how…how to fix you." He whispered.

Ris bit her lower lip. "Don't." she said simply. Five looked up at her, furrowing his eyebrows. "Don't" she repeated. "Some things, not matter how hard you try. Can't be fixed." she whispered to herself, a glossy look coming. Her eyes started to droop. Five instantly jumped up. "Ris?" he shook her uncertainly. She blinked slowly, too tired to talk. "Ris!" he shouted, shaking her in attempt to wake.

"S'okay…" she whispered staring into his aquamarine eyes one last time. Before losing consciousness completely. "Open your eyes! Keep them…Ris!" Five yelled out. Nothing, the young girl was completely still. "Damn It! Clarissa, Wake Up!"


"Five!" Klaus yelled out in surprise. "What did you do. Where is she?!" Five yelled out angrily, the knife pressed so hard on Diego's neck at a thin cut was forming. Diego attempted to speak, but the knife was pressed to hard. "Hey, hey, let him talk." Klaus said, trying to pull Five of Diego. Tightly gripping the 13 year old by the shoulders.

Diego massaged his neck, a strange look of realisation crossed his face, before disappearing. "She and Allison, went to track down Harold Jenkins." he started. "I don't know if they still there, but Jenkins in dangerous. And I think there in danger."

Five gripped the knife tighter. "I got that, you idiot. But, where are they? Location, place, address." Five growled. Diego shook his head. "I'll tell you, when we get Luther."

The door rattled as Five pressed the knife at Diego's neck again. "You'll tell me. Now." Five snapped, glaring hard at Diego. But, the older man held his ground. "You're hurt, you can't go all gun blazing. It's not just Ris. Allison there too. We get Luther, then we go."

Five clenched his teeth, looking ready to argue. "Look, if there in danger, aren't we…ya wasting time?" Klaus interjected innocently, raising his eyebrows.

Five swallowed hard, slowly releasing the knife, from Diego's neck. "Let's go." He said, walking towards the car. Dropping the knife on the ground, the clatter of it ringing in his ears.


"Look. Trying a little hair of the dog, are we? Hm?" Klaus teased, when they walked into the bar. "Leave me alone." Luther groaned, sipping his beer. "Give us a minute." Diego said, sitting down, pulling off his gloves.

Five raised an eyebrow. "Okay. Come on. Maybe they'll brood each other to death." Klaus said, as he and Five walked over to a nearby table.

Five leaned against the table, clenching and unclenching his fist, continuously. Klaus raised an eyebrow. "Those are gonna fall off, if you squeeze them any tighter." he said, looking over at his younger (older?) brother.

Five unclenched his fist, allowing his hands to hang loosely by his sides. "She's going to be fine." Klaus said suddenly. Five looked at him. "I mean, from what you told me, when I met her."

"All those years by yourself. It's gotta screw with your head, being alone." Klaus said calmly. "Well, I wasn't alone." He admitted quietly. "Oh?" Klaus said, raising his eyebrows. "Pray tell." He asked, smiling maniacally.

"There was Delores. We were together for over 30 years." Five started. "And there was Clarissa, but she preferred her nickname. Ris. She said Clarissa was far too serious and formal for her." Five chuckled. "She is my best friend. I would have died a long time ago, if it wasn't for her. She's a badass."

"She's a badass." Five whispered to himself. "Ris is a tough gal, she'll be okay. No matter what happens." Klaus said, smiling. Five nodded, taking in Klaus unusually words of wisdom. "I just hope we make it before we're too late." he sighed. "For both of them."

"You should have led with that!" Luther yelled out suddenly, jumping up from the table. Instantly the boys jumped up, following Luther as he broken the door and ran out though the street.

'Be safe, Clarissa.'


"Mr. Luntz? Mr. Luntz, can you hear me?" Cheddar called out to the waking man. They were in the local hospital, attempting to talk to a witness. Well, Ris hoped a good witness. Luntz groaned. "Who, um…Who are you?"

"I'm Sergeant Cheddar, and these are my associates. Just have a couple of questions for you." Cheddar introduced. "Am I in trouble?" Luntz asked, Ris and Allison exchanged looks.

"No trouble, nothin' like that." Cheddar assured. "I just I wanted to ask you about the accident in the Bearskin Tavern parking lot last night." Cheddar asked.

Luntz sighed, looking slightly scared. "You're a cop. You gotta protect me no matter what, right?" Luntz asked. "That's an odd question." Ris whispered to Allison. Allison nodded. "Definitely."

"It's my sworn duty." Cheddar answered, also looking slightly suspicious. Luntz coughed. "It was no accident." Cheddar raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"This guy hired us to start a fight. He wanted us to rough him up in front of his girlfriend. He paid real good, up front." Luntz explained. "We got drunk. Took it a little too far. Started to hassle the girl, too. And then, all hell broke loose." he finished.

Ris and Allison exchanged another look. "The guy who paid you." Ris asked. "What did he look like?"

"Brown hair, light scruff, slight build?" Allison questioned, described Jenkins.. "Creepy eyes." Ris added. Luntz stared to nod. "Yeah. Yeah, that's him."

"Well, that's a really good guess." Cheddar said, put out. "Is this the girlfriend?" Allison asked pulling out a picture of Vanya, from her book. Cheddar jumped in. "Hey, uh Just, um Just a moment." he said flustered.

"Hey, by any chance, is your movie called Small Town Cop Falls for Hollywood Superstar's Bullshit?" Cheddar snapped, Ris snorted. "That's a good one." Cheddar turned to Ris. "Zip it kid." He said shortly.

Ris gave a fake laugh, before grapping the front of his shirt. "Call me kid, one more time, I'm going to throw you out that damn window. And then-"

"Ris! What did I say?" Allison scolded, grabbing her dragging her backward. Releasing Cheddar, she sat on a nearby chair. Seething. Allison sighed. "I am sorry for misleading you. And… for her."

"I believe the word would be 'lying.'" Cheddar replied. "I'm sorry I lied. But I didn't know how else to get answers. This is my sister. And we think the guy that put him in this hospital has her. I have to find her." Allison said.

"I could get fired for just bringing you down here with me." Cheddar said. Allison looked down. "Please. I think she's in trouble. I need your help." she pleaded. Cheddar sighed. "Answer the lady's question. Is this the girlfriend?" he asked Luntz. A nurse opened the door. "Sorry," she said. "But the doctor's ordered more tests. You're going have to ask him questions later."

The three sighed, walking out of the room. But Ris had a feeling that this would be the last they saw of Mr Luntz.


Laura smiled happily at 113.5 from across the 'practice room'. Unsurely the dark haired gave her a small weak smile back. "Subjects." Came Miss Anna's sharp voice. "Take your positions." Instantly, the two girl walked to stand next to each other.

Their faces blank of emotion. Laura held out her hand, a small miniature hurricane in her hand. Ris stared at her in awe, her brown eyes lighting up like candles, even though her mouth stayed in a firm line.

"113.5. Mimic." Miss Anna ordered. 113.5 nodded. Shutting her eyes tightly she focused on Laura. On what she could do. On who she was. Slowly a rushing feeling like air was pulsing though her body, like a welcoming hug. Opening her eyes, she looked at her hand.

In it was a medium sized pulsing hurricane.


Ris fiddled with the button of her pale pink shirt absentmindedly as Allison and Cheddar chatted a few feet away from her. Shutting her eye tightly, she tried to ignore an odd stabbing headache.

Thinking of pain, she wondered if Five was feeling better. Her eyes suddenly widened in horror. She didn't leave a goodbye note. Ris mentally slapped herself. 'Idiot.'

"Hey Dale," came the nurse from before. "Have you seen Mr. Luntz?" she asked. "No, why?" Cheddar answered. The nurse huffed. "I took him to X-ray, and then he disappeared." Ris instantly sat up straighter. "You better let security know. I'll call it in." Cheddar replied.

The nurse nodded. "Yeah." she turned to leave. Allison snapped out of her daze. "Oh, wait, one more thing." She called out to the nurse. "Do you recognize this woman?" she asked, pulling out a picture of Vanya.

"Mm. She left with Mr. Peabody this morning." The nurse answered, walking away. "Wait, this morning?" Allison stated in shock, turning to Ris. "They must've been here when we stopped by the cabin."

Ris nodded. "Yeah. Maybe they went back there." she said thoughtfully, Allison nodded, turning to Cheddar. "I'm gonna go get my sister." she said, about to walk away.

"Whoa, hold on. We got a missing vic, and this guy might be dangerous. I need you two to stay here." Cheddar ordered, raised his arm to stop her; walking away, muttering to himself.

Ris and Allison exchanged looks, Ris jumping out of her chair.

The two walk in sync towards the car. "Let's get Vanya back." Ris said, a cheeky smile forming onto her face.


The sound of violin serrated the second they got closer to the house. Though something was clearly off. The furniture on the porch was swinging back and forth, even though there was not a single gust of wind. Ris felt her lungs seem to close. "This is so trippy." she murmured; she and Allison made their way to the door.

"Vanya? Is that you?" she shouted out, though she could not be heard though the music. Allison made her way to the door, touching the handle. She turned to Ris.

"I'll wait outside." The younger said, reading her mind. (but not actually, Ris couldn't do that without getting a blinding headache. Which was also trippy. To say the least.) she smiled at Allison. "Holler, if you need me."

Allison nodded, smiling kindly at Ris. Squeezing the handle, she pushed open the door.

Ris stood outside the starry night, entertaining her easily. Suddenly she heard a sharp rustle in the bushes. Her heart thumped in her chest. "Who's there?" Ris called out, walking off the porch and onto the grass. She looked left and right, her hair whipping back and forth.

The rustle sounded again. Her eyes flicked to a nearby bush. Taking a breath, she calmly walked towards it. Grabbing the top half, Ris yanked the bush apart.

Ris let out a sigh of relief. It was just a hedgehog. "Aww…" she cooed, bending down slowly so not to scare it. "Hi, little guy. I'm sorry, I scared you." She apologised, smiling at the small animal. She giggled. "You are so cute. I-"

She sprung to her feet, her eyes widened. The rustling sound wasn't the hedgehog. Someone was behind her…

It happened fast, but Ris was ready.

Arms wrapped around her small frame tightly, but Ris elbows the person in the stomach. The person gave a grunt, realising her from its hold. Ris whipped around, sending a sharp kick to the persons abdomen. The person fell to the ground in pain, but got up quickly.

Ris fell into a fighting stance. The person lunged for her, Ris quickly slide down sweep kicking its legs causing it to fall to the ground again. The second it hit the ground, she jumped on top of it. Hitting it hard in its masked face, the person though her off him.

She slammed into a nearby tree, the person ran at her something glinting in the moonlight.

A knife.

The person swung it, narrowly missing Ris's eye. Grabbing his knife hand, with one hand and his bare hand with another. She propelled used the tree to herself. Kicking him hard in the chest with both feet. He staggered back, but she wasn't finished. Throwing herself at him, she kneed it in the chest, slamming his head into the ground below.

The knife flew far from his grip. Just as she was going in for the kill. The man gave her a hard punch to the abdomen. The pain hit her like a rock, now usually pain didn't bother her that much, due to the torture of her childhood and the apocalypse ( not to mention the Commission). But her abilities that were depleting, let's just say had taken a toll on her.

Her brief lapse of pain, caused her attacker to gain a small advantage. Grabbing her hair, he slammed her to the ground. Ris felt a sharp familiar prick of needle, enter her system. A hand, flew over her mouth.

It was worst thing, Ris had ever felt. It sneered into her body. It felt like lava was boiling her alive. Like knives were stabbing her constantly. Like she was being shot, by a constantly rain of gunfire. She knew she was screaming. Though she had a feeling it was muffled, by the man's hand.

She felt like something was ripping her apart, molecule by molecule. Rip, rip, rip.

And then it stopped. Everything stopped. She couldn't feel the air, as it would rush back and forth. Its happiness as it did so. She couldn't feel Five's comforting warm presence she had being trying to hold onto. It felt like someone was ripping his mind away from her.

Her body had never felt so empty and her mind had never felt so cold.

And just as quickly as it stopped it started again. Ris's eyes snapped open. Biting as hard as she could on her attacker hand. He jumped back, not expecting her bite. Ris stood up, she had manged to bit though his glove and break the skin. His blood dripped onto the grass.

Ris lunged for him, knocking him down. She sent a wave of punches. She yanked off his mask. She smirked to herself. "You know I'm not surprised. Jenkins."

Harold Jenkins, stumbled up. "Clarissa, right?" he asked. Ris smiled darkly. "Yeah, but you'll remember me as your worst nightmare."

Running at him hard, Ris punched him hard in the face. The bruise forming almost instantly. Jenkins stayed down, dazed. Ris walked towards the knife that lay a few feet away.

She smiled, picking it up. Twirling it between her bruised knuckles. She walked sauntered towards him. "I'm going to hurt you." She said a wicked smile on her face. "And trust me, I'm going to enjoy it."

She raised her hand, ready to swing when the sound of things crashing and breaking reached her ears.

"Vanya, I love you!" Allison shouted loudly. "Stop saying that!" Vanya shrieked. Ris paled, dropping the knife, she bolting into the house.

"I said go!" Vanya shouted, sounding insane. The wind around the house and the furniture rocked at an unsteady pace. Making Ris stumble as she ran towards the door.

"Please don't make me do this." Allison pleaded, the sound of smashing glass echoing out, Ris yanked to door open. Allison and Vanya were across from each other yelling. Vanya's violin bow hanging loosely at her side. Vanya looked pale, her skin loosing almost 10 shades of colour. Ris walked towards them, unnoticed by Vanya. "I heard a rumor-" Allison said.

"Vanya!?" Ris yelled out confused. The bow swung, cutting into Allison's neck like a thin scalpel, before Ris could get out of the way. The bow cut her.

"Allison!" Vanya screamed, blood pouring out of Allison like a waterfall. The woman ran towards her sister. Crying, screaming, shaking.

Ris slowly looked down at herself. The bow had left a thin cut like Allison's across her stomach, to the start of her leg. The blood also like Allison was pouring out, like waterfall. Ris couldn't help, but stare in shock. As she placed a hand over the cut. Her hand coated in thick blood.

"No! No! Allison! Oh! Allison!" Vanya screamed. Suddenly the woman froze, turning around horrified staring at her. "Ris." She whispered, looking up at the young girl. "Oh! Ris! No! No! No!" she screamed, edging towards her.

"Vanya, wait…" came Jenkins voice, as he stared at the scene in front of him. Ris saw him bit back a smirk. "I didn't mean to!" Vanya screamed. "I didn't I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I-" she sobbed.

"You did what you had to." Jenkins said calmly smiling to himself. Vanya started to hyperventilate. "Vanya. Vanya! We have to go!" Jenkins urged suddenly, grabbing a number of things.

"No! I can't just leave her!" Vanya shouted. "We have to go now! We have to go now! Now!" he said, forcefully pulling Vanya from her sister.

As the door slammed, Ris fell to her knees. The full force of the injuries finally hitting her. Crawling to Allison, she pulled of her pale pink shirt. Attempting to stop too much blood from pooling out.

And for one of the first times in her life, she allowed herself to cry.


"Hey. Can you go any faster?" Luther asked Five, as they drove towards Jenkins grandmother house. "Ask me again, and I'll burn you with the cigarette lighter." he said, though after a few seconds he accelerated.

Suddenly Five let out a yell of pain, gripping his head with both hands. The car swerved about to crash into a tree. Before Klaus grabbed the wheel and stopping the car.

"What the hell, Five?!" Luther yelled out angrily. The boy didn't answer, but Klaus and Diego could see he was shaking slightly. "Hey, what happened?" Klaus asked gently. "She's not…I can't….She's not there." Five breathed out. "Who's not?" Diego asked, staring at him.

Five looked up, his eyes wide. "Clarissa."


Five speeded though the road, so fast that Klaus almost puked. Pulling up, by the house. The boys ran out. Luther leading them, as he flung open the door. It was a sight that none of them would ever forget.

"Allison!" Luther yelled out, running towards the girls. The boys instantly ran inside. The room itself looked fairly normal, but in the middle sat Allison, a cut over her neck laying in a pool of her own and Ris's blood.

The latter was covered in blood from head to toe. She had bruises and cuts littering her body, though the most terrifying thig was her facial expression. She looked…broken. Like someone had walked over and snapped her in thousands of pieces. She looked like a bewildered child, vulnerable like one word would fracture her.

She didn't seem to notice them, or Luther, or Five or anything for that matter. She just stared blankly, her eyes red and puffy.

Klaus had never seem her look so…hurt. "Clarissa!" Five shouted the second he saw her. Spatial-jumping to her side, he like Luther shook her desperately. Trying to get any reaction.

"Oh, my God. Allison." Luther whimpered, as he cried. "She's still alive." Ris whispered, though she spoke so unexpectedly that the whole room, became silent. Her voice was different as well.

"I'm sorry," she whispered again. "Sorry, for what Rissa?" Five asked gently,(something that the sibling found more surprising.) as he stroked her hair, in an attempt to calm her. Though if they were being honest, it was more to calm him. "Not being strong enough." The younger whispered, before her eyes dropped. She hit the floor with a light thud.

The last thing she heard was her name: "CLARISSA!" that had come from multiple Hargreaves siblings. And the last thing she saw was Five's aquamarine eyes, staring at her.

So, whose hearts did I rip out? Thank you to all my readers! Pls review!

Till next time….