3 years ago – old timeline
Growing up, Five came to the conclusion that mind was one of the trickiest thing in the world. A rational and pragmatic person by nature, he found truth in the statement that only which can be seen, examine, or by some variety of tests and experiments proved was truly there. This was something he believed until he was thirteen and on one seemingly uneventful morning he decided to finally try and time travel.
He ran from the table, the dining room, and the house outside to the street feeling almost as if walking on air, his whole body beating with excitement of what he was about to do, achieve, prove to his father and siblings, and finally set things right with Vanya.
Five set his mind in motion before he did the first jump experiencing the familiar yet different sensation of moving without moving at all, except this time through time instead of space.
He went to the summer, the winter, and then...
However, instead of witnessing something great, something worth achieving, something amazing...he saw the streets, the houses, the buildings and the city on fire with ash all around him.
Five looked around panicked nearly stumbling as his foot hit a large rock on the way. He desperately started to look around.
No!
He started to run back, back to his home.
'VANYA!' he called to the ruins desperate for an answer. What happened?
'BEN!'
'Anyone,' he said before he clenched his fists and tried to go back.
GO BACK! GO BACK! GO BACK!
He felt and saw his power running through his hands, but ultimately nothing happened. His powers which always gained him the freedom he desired so much, had failed him today.
He was stuck.
He collapsed to his knees for the first time tasting the defeat and his father's words echoing in his mind polluting it with insanity.
It's not real. This isn't real. You're not stuck...you can't be...
But number Five always believed the what he could witness with his own eyes, even if they were burning with tears and ash in the moment.
3 years ago – new timeline
Growing up, Five came to the conclusion that mind was one of the trickiest thing in the world. A rational and pragmatic person by nature, he found truth in the statement that only which can be seen, examine, or by some variety of tests and experiments proved is truly there. This was something he believed until he was thirteen and on one seemingly uneventful morning he decided to finally try and time travel.
He ran from the table, the dining room, and the house outside to the street feeling almost as if walking on air, his whole body beating with excitement of what he was about to do, achieve, prove to his father and siblings, and finally set things right with Vanya.
Five set his mind in motion before he did the first jump experiencing the familiar yet different sensation of moving without moving at all, except this time through time instead of space.
However, instead of witnessing something great, something worth achieving, something amazing...he saw Vanya on the street looking at him shocked and confused before he hugged her and kidnapped her from the front of their house, while his father was threatening them.
It was like he was watching a movie which they rarely did honestly, but he saw one enough of times to caught the similarities. He could see everything which was happening around him through his eyes, but his thoughts were non-existing. It was like he was just there to watch, see things sometimes getting lost in his own thoughts and losing the scene only to be surprised by what was happening in the next one while he wasn't paying attention. In fact, it was so surreal that if he didn't have Vanya to confirm all of it was true, he would assume his father was doing an experiment on him in order to force him not to time travel. But Vanya was there as well and witness all what happened in the motel and then at home.
Ever since he was a child, Five trusted only what he could see with his own eyes, or examine by laws of physics and math, but the day he time travelled his mind and eyes, something he thought he could trust without a doubt, failed him causing him to lose memories...by Vanya's words decades of memories.
His father warned him about the effect of time travelling on his mind, but he would never imagine something like this. Something which made him afraid, very much afraid that he lost his memories, important memories, memories which could have helped him stop the apocalypse.
Five tried to push it inside and not show how much it affected him mostly so he would throw their father off suspicion and gain some independence and freedom once again which he lost since he time travelled. Monocle basically had him under nonstop supervision. But...it was there. The scar on his side from having stitches and an open wound, the trauma left by knowing you couldn't trust your own mind, thoughts, memories, yourself. Something which scared Five to the bone. If he couldn't trust himself, who could he trust?
The answer was so simple it he didn't always know how to feel about it or what to do with.
Vanya
When he couldn't trust himself, his own eyes, his own memories, he could trust her. She was there to witness him coming back, and she was a living proof that it happened. Their father could do many things, but he couldn't take this away from them.
However, taking the only lead they had of the apocalypse was something he could and probably did. Five had spent months searching and researching his office with zero luck. Wherever he put his notebook, it wasn't in the office or the house for that matter. He found many stashes, of almost everyone in the house, but not the notebook. He didn't understand it. Where the hell was it?
Lately, he was playing with the theory that perhaps, the strange man who came to the house one night, scaring Vanya took it. If he was right about that, they didn't have a chance to find it.
1st April 2019 seemed so far away, and yet so dreadfully approaching, Five didn't know how yet, but he would stop it. Somehow, he would find the notebook and stop it. He didn't know why he had this feeling of responsibility about the whole ordeal, or why he felt like he couldn't tell anyone about it but Vanya, but he did, and both of those feelings were enough to help him keep going and trying even if would take years...
Now
Five felt the headache growing a bit with each second. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. Just a few more minutes. That was usually how it went with his seemingly endless stream of headaches. They would come out of nowhere making it almost hard to stand for a couple of minutes and then they would pass. When they first started to show up dad had him tested. Although he didn't say it Five had read enough medical books by that time, to know he was worried he had brain damage or a tumour given his time travelling experience. The results came negative for all, and he could tell his father started to speculate if the headaches weren't just made up by his head, so he stopped talking about them all together.
'You alright?' he heard Ben by his side as he must have seen his discomfort.
He nodded shortly, and returned to the view outside on the clouds. He didn't feel like talking to any of his siblings because of what happened last night. Vanya had another one of her nightmares, but instead of only him comforting her as he usually did the others came as an intervention wagon demanding to know what was going on as they did in fact notice their strange behaviour. So much for thinking he was being incredibly subtle.
They were inside a private jet heading to Nebraska now, and he couldn't help, but feel...nervous jumpy and irritated. It wasn't the height. Since early age they were force to climb the rope in the gym and practice falls from the second floor down on a mat. When he was seven Monocle pushed him out of a window without any mat under him just so he would force him to teleport.
He broke a wrist and wouldn't hear the end of how reckless and foolish he was for a week. He was the reckless and foolish one, not the man who pushed a child out of a window.
Fucking prick.
He looked over at their father and frowned. He was upset with him which wasn't anything new. Lately it felt like they were constantly at each other's throat about this or that, and it was starting to show that the old man was beginning to realize just how much he was losing control over Five. The others might have still feel some respect for the man or fear or admiration or whatever the freaking trauma of their childhood might have caused them to feel, but not him. Now more than ever he was starting to see who the man was. A nobody. An abusive dictator who took pleasure in hurting them, even if he tried to act like it was all for a greater cause or for them to achieve greatness, Five could see through the bullshit. He found what they loved, adored or cared about and took it away from them, that was no way that could be for good reasons. No reason seemed good enough for that.
The reason he was upset with him today however was because of his freaking cruel intentions with Vanya.
In the morning before they were supposed to leave the prick told Vanya to pack a bag that she would come with them to help him observe the mission.
Five had to admit he felt a bit thrilled about the possibility of Vanya seeing them all in action. It was something which rarely happened nowadays. Usually the old man was pushing her as far from the Umbrella Academy as possible or so it would appear with him always telling her she was distracting them, or in their way.
Five was a bit surprised he didn't literally send her away yet. However, then the old man changed his mind. He told her she would be coming, and then he just told her to stay in her room. He didn't even let them say goodbye to her, but he still teleported to her room.
She wasn't even crying. She was just sitting on the bed her bag still packed. He didn't blame her that she didn't feel like unpacking. She had a horrible night before with another one of her real dreams, or better yet a nightmare, and now this.
Honestly, how many times could a father bring you down that you no longer even felt surprised or hurt by it?
He grabbed her wrist to make her look at him, 'Fuck him.'
She smirked a little bit at that. No comment about language this time. With the years they grew past that. Vanya didn't say it, but it was clear she felt the same way about father dearest now. She was always nicer than him to say it though.
He liked when she smirked like that. It made her look a bit rebellious and daring not like her usual sweet self although if he was completely honest not even the sweet girl wasn't the real her. Vanya had layers of emotions and personalities which simple characteristic couldn't cover. She was human just like the rest of them. Sometimes he wondered if he would ever be able to see the whole spectrum of who she really was already feeling like he saw more than most, and feeling like she already saw him, all of him. She could read him almost perfectly and when she looked at him, it was like she saw him. Really saw him. No one did that. Their family saw number Five, pragmatist, realist someone who was good in combat, could be easily annoyed and thought he was more clever than the rest. The public so Number Five a member of the Umbrella Academy, always polished and spot on professional. People rarely saw people for who they really were. Five supposed now that you had to care enough to be able to see it.
'Stay safe,' she told him.
'Please, you should worry about the bad guys,' he told her with confidence. He knew the parameters of the mission, apart from having the fly out for it, there wouldn't be anything special about it.
She looked up at him, 'Don't be cocky...just...be okay. Come back all in one piece. Say hi to the others.'
He watched her for a moment. He felt strange. He felt like he wanted to tell her something else...more, but the words wouldn't form themselves in his mind, and without them, he just didn't know what to say. It was starting to happen a lot around her. Especially when she looked at him in a certain way or moved closer. He just felt like he wanted to tell her something, make her know...but what? He wasn't sure yet.
He squeezed her hand for a moment. It felt almost painful to do so but he let go, 'Don't wait up.'
In the next moment he teleported back to the car where his father shot him a glare, he ignored and sat down next to Diego with a shiteating grin, 'Vanya says hi.'
Most of his siblings chuckled and even Luther smiled a bit which was an achievement.
Now the light mood was gone, and he felt his headache getting the best of him. The headaches were not an unusual affair. They started around the time he first time travelled. He wondered if the sole purpose of the headache was to be a painful reminded about his failure to achieve his dream. Well, he didn't fail per say, he just couldn't remember anything. It still tasted like a failure. He should know. Their father made sure, they always assumed they had failed or would fail in something even if they were positive they were right or would make it. The man should get some father of the decade award or something.
Five honestly just wanted to enjoy his shower, his arm hurt like hell and he felt incredibly tired. He would finally let himself rest under the steam of almost burning hot water to relax and unknot all his muscles before he would face palmed the bed and not wake up until it was time to leave.
The mission was supposed to be easy, until Diego and Luther didn't start bricking about something and in the motion to cover Klaus from the impact, he fell and hit his shoulder pretty hard. This wouldn't have happened if they all were on their positions, but then again, they wouldn't be Diego and Luther if they didn't argue. Lately, however, it was worst with both of them doing so at the least convenient time like during a mission. Borderline idiocy in Five's opinion.
He was always a person who thought that whatever you are dealing with needs to be pushed aside, the moment you were on a mission. Emotions, feelings, whatever, all of that must go away to the background to process and face the situation with the cold mind. He didn't understand why this was such a problem for number One and Two.
He pressed himself against the wall of the shower not thinking about how probably unhygienic it was with all the weird people in the hotel. With his eyes closed he let himself enjoy the water for a couple of minutes before he would start to actually wash himself. He really needed this.
When he heard the banging on the door, his eyes snapped to the direction with so much venom he might as well poisoned the person behind it, with it.
'Hey, Vanya's calling. She sounds upset,' came Diego's muffled voice.
Five blinked stunned before he jumped out of the shower pulled on a robe not bothering with clothes and unlocked the door, 'What do you mean?'
'She's calling the front desk,' he whispered making sure no one heard him. By no one he meant Sir Reginald.
Five didn't waste time and got to the desk where Allison was silently listening to the other line of the phone with concern all over her face. Later Five would think about how strange it was since she snapped the door on Vanya's face the other day upset when she came to ask her for some brush or something equally basic.
'Vanya said some man came to the house to take her,' explained Diego, and it was enough for Five to go to action.
Allison let out a startled gasp when Five suddenly grabbed the phone from her hand before she shoved him with anger. He didn't care.
'Vanya, what's wrong?' he demanded trying to keep his voice in check with little luck. He felt his whole body at high alert the shoulder and headache the least of his problems now.
He heard a sob, and felt his whole body going into overdrive. The worst scenarios popping into his head before he dismissed all of them and focused.
'Vanya, I can't help you if you don't tell me,' he said and heard her take a couple of deep breaths to calm herself down. He immediately regretted being so harsh, but he had to know what was going on. His mind drifted to the man who had been haunting Vanya since he appeared in their kitchen almost three years ago. The man connected to the apocalypse. He just hoped he really wasn't the man who took her hostage as she dreamed last night.
'Dad...dad is sending me away,' she said so quietly he would have missed it if he wasn't familiar with the softness of her voice.
He froze.
'He sent a chauffeur to come get me and take me to the airport. He arranged a flight for me to London,' she said voice breaking at the end of the call, and he gripped the phone.
'He what-?'
'What is she saying?' he heard Allison in the background, but he ignored her.
She took another deep breath, 'That was why he told me to pack...'
He closed his eyes, his lips pulling into a twisted smirk. Of fucking course, that old bastard had a reason to ask her to pack and then not come with that. He knew he wouldn't really take her, and doing it just to hurt her seemed rather silly even for him.
'Five?' asked Allison sounding a bit concerned before Five opened his eyes and said, 'Just stay home. Go to your room unpack and tell the man to leave.'
'But dad already paid for-'
'Do you want to go?' he asked her cutting off her arguments.
'No!' she almost screamed into the phone sounding startled by the mere thought of leave.
'Good, then tell the man that his service will be no longer needed and go to your room,' said Five feeling dreaded as well by the possibility that if she probably didn't find some clues where they were staying in dad's office, he would come home to find her gone.
'Alright,' she said her voice all small and humble again.
'And Vanya?'
'Yes, Five?'
'Good job on finding where we're staying,' he said hoping he sounded as impressed as he felt by that. Although she rarely acknowledged it herself, being told too many times that she was good for nothing, Vanya was clever. She was in her own way a very smart and skilful person proving herself in the most stressful situation for example patching him up in a motel when they were thirteen, successfully snooping around Pogo's room, causing distractions to avert the attention from, not to mention climbing out of the house at times. He knew just how amazing she was, it was a shame she had such a hard time believing it herself. Another thing they could tank their father for.
He heard her let out a relieved breath, just a small one, but when she spoke again he could hear the smile in her voice, 'Thanks.'
'We'll be home in a couple of hours,' he told her before he ended the call after their goodbyes.
'Did dad really-?' started Diego.
'Yes,' said Five already moving back to the stairs.
Luther looked at him uneasy following him, 'And you just told her to not-'
'Yes,' he said again and continued to walk.
'And now you're going to-'
'Yes, and if all of you are done stating the obvious, I have work to do,' he said and continued to walk.
His father was a piece of shit.
'You tried to send her away,' said Five as he teleported into the room their father was staying in.
He was reading a book near the window without looking up at him, 'Try would imply that I have not been successful.'
'You tried to send away her behind our backs!' snapped Five hoping his father would feel frightened at least a little bit, but of course, he would never show it, Five doubted he ever felt scared in his whole life given how little he cared about anything other than himself and his stupid notes.
'I suppose you told her not to go. You do realize that you just ruined an opportunity of a lifetime for her. I don't supposed someone with such lack of creativity or spark would get to such a school on her own-'
'Fuck you.'
His father finally looked at him, 'From someone as clever as you like to think you are I would have expected a better comeback.'
Five smirked at him, 'Well, you always told us what a great disappointment we are. Wouldn't want to change the pattern now.'
The old man watched him for a moment before he stood up. Somewhat Five would preferred if he stayed seated. He hated to admit it. But even though he couldn't care less about his approval anymore, he still felt...scared of the old man. It was ridiculous given that he could punch him in a matter of seconds, but he still...he wasn't sure what it was. But he still felt despite all of the bad blood between them that he was his somewhat of a parent, and that it meant something. It meant some sort of respect if nothing else. Five full on hated himself for feeling this way about the man.
'Vanya could have studied in the most prestigious school in UK. A school she will never get on her own. You just took that away from her because of some selfish need to keep her around?' asked his father before he shrugged, 'And hear I thought you had her best interest always in mind. I supposed sixteen years or not you're still just a selfish arrogant brat, aren't boy?'
Five shook his head, 'I don't care what you think, and Vanya's not going anywhere. She doesn't want to leave.'
'That's because she doesn't know better,' said the man and instead of walking toward Five he walked toward the window, 'The only thing she knows is a house full of extraordinary children who are above her. Ordinary people should be able to live their lives among themselves, don't you think? You're robbing her of a chance to finally feel like she belongs somewhere. I am sure if you didn't tell her to say she wouldn't have,' he said lightly like they were having a nice conversation about the weather or something.
'Of course, she would, because you're a tyrant who punishes every sign of misbehaving like it was a sin,' barked Five shaking his head at the man in front of him losing his patience completely.
'And stop making it sound like you're doing her a favour. The only reason she feels like she doesn't belong with us is because of you. You forced her to feel like she was less every second of her life. Don't act like this wasn't you-'
'I'm not,' said his father surprising him a bit with that, 'Number Seven as much as you show sentiment for her is and always will be just an ordinary girl. She does not belong with the rest of you. I am giving her a chance to finally be with people who could see and take her as equal, number Five. People who could truly appreciate her. Something you cannot.'
'That's not true. I never looked at her as if she was beneath me-'
'Sentiment.'
'And neither did the others,' said Five immediately regretting the lie.
'Now you are just fooling yourself. You may have a soft spot for her which I should have apparently burnt out years ago, but the rest don't see her as anything more than the people they see outside of the house. Useless mass, who always needs to be saved and told what to do. People who aren't a part of their world, their life, people beneath them.'
'And whose fault is that?' asked Five stepping closer, 'You did that. You pushed us away from her every single day of our lives. You made the others feel this way about her. Like because she didn't have powers she was less. She's not! People aren't meant to be view based on some freakish accident when they gained powers. People are people, and no one is ordinary.'
His father was quiet for a moment probably composing himself before his next move. Five knew the old man well. If he started to fight with him raising his voice and all, he would risk Five either leaving or getting violent. It wouldn't be the first time, Five's calm and calculative nature was pushed to the side, but his sudden outburst which made the rest unease and torn between wanting to protect their father or stay on Five's side.
'No, number Five. I started to push you from her long after you started to detach yourselves from her first,' his father turned back toward him, 'You were kids and you started to train and take part in the lives you were supposed to lead as heroes. I didn't push her away from you, you all did, and if you are being completely honest with yourself you remember it. At first it was small things like not waiting for her, then not playing with her, then the rest. I told you not to include her only afterwards when it was clear you didn't show any interest in her in the first place and she was becoming more and more demanding with wanting to be a part of something she couldn't. You were kids, you were reckless, she was getting close, and it would be incredibly easy for her to get hurt. Remember the beginnings? When not even you felt safe with Number Six practicing his powers, or how Number Three sometimes slipped? Number Two cut Number Four during training, and Number One almost punched you with full strength before he punched through the wall. Can you imagine someone as defenceless as number Seven to be around for that?'
Five watched him for a moment taking in his words before he chuckled humourless, 'You got a good act, old man. I'll give you that. Next thing you will say is that you actually care for her.'
'Don't be ridiculous,' said the man at least not trying to sell his lies to impossible heights.
'My interest lays in something far greater than you can even imagine, Number Five, and I'm afraid you're too young and naive to understand it.'
Five frowned at him feeling the same anger he always felt toward his father knowing the old man was just trying to manipulate him. He was good at that. He always knew what to say or do to make them play his games. But Five wasn't a little kid anymore, and he never was as obedient as the rest of his family. Monocle could try all he wanted, he wouldn't get to him.
'I don't care, dad. Vanya doesn't want to. She's not going anywhere. You can't make her,' said Five and his father nodded, 'You're not wrong. Perhaps you should consider the alternative. I do not wish for number Seven to stay in the house anymore, she can go to the school in London where I have generously provided for her all which she could possibly need, or she can go live on the street.'
Five froze.
'Don't expect me to just keep her in the house, if I no longer see the reason for her to be there. She can go somewhere where she will be provided for or...I don't really care,' said Sir Reginald, and Five teleported toward him in the blink of an eye grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and smashing him against the window with enough force it could break it, but enough to scare at least himself with such violent act. He was taller now, not as tall as his father but tall enough.
'You're a fucking piece of shit, you know that right?' asked Five hoping his voice wasn't shaking too much.
'What use would someone so useless be to me now?' asked the man not looking even a little bit concerned that Five could throw him through the glass if he wanted to. And boy, did he want to feeling his whole body and mind at war with just fucking hurting the old man. Just once causing him so sort of pain for all the horrible things he was doing so far to all of them.
'She's not going anywhere,' said Five slowly wanting to set the fear of God into the man, but seeing immediately that he was failing.
'And what would you have her as? Your personal toy? A doll or teddy bear children need to sleep with at night?' mocked his father pointing out that he knew that they still sometimes slept together in the bed.
'Fine, kick her out then, but I'm coming with her,' said Five and let the old man go and even stepping away to show.
'You cannot seriously expect me to let you leave the Umbrella Academy,' said his father. What pissed Five maybe even more than the whole conversation was how Monocle sounded. Like he was a parent who was mildly annoyed with a misbehaving child.
Fucking bastard
Five clenched his jaw with anger, 'I don't expect you to do anything, and luckily for you I don't care about what you let me do or not,' said Five and started to walk away.
'Seem a bit sad though. The great Umbrella Academy getting split up at its peak.'
'You think you're that essential to it? That without you it would fall apart? Ah, you must be even more delusional then I originally assumed. You always had an ego far bigger than the rest of your siblings, but I would assume you had enough wisdom to see through such madness.'
Five smirked at him and put his hands behind his back, 'No, but I think that once the others see that we are leaving, they will finally realize that they can leave as well. Klaus is already more out than home, but you know that. Diego and Ben are searching online applications for high schools and universities. Allison always rambles about being a star in L.A. I'm only curious if Luther will be more into staying loyal to you or leaving with Allison. Then again, he is a hormonal teenage boy. All of which you are picking up upon even if you won't show it. You know all of this. You know that all it takes is a spark and your precious Umbrella Academy will explode with us leaving one by one. Because a family is hard to leave behind, but the Umbrella Academy is not a family, it's just an institution, a club, just some after school activity for us,' said Five with the smirk still presented on his face.
His father was silent for the longest time. Five wasn't sure what would happen now. He knew his father was an asshole, but he was a very prideful man with big ego himself. Something Five hated about him the most because at some dark moments, he was realizing how much they could be alike. It made Five sick to think he could be like their father. Emotionally detached from everyone ready to hurt and inflict pain for his own selfish reasons not caring about anyone and anything but his own mad goals. It was something Five never wished to become.
'Do you wish me to start begging now? But I assure you, such thing will not happen,' said the old man, but the fact that he straight on didn't tell Five to go if he was such a smartass, was something.
Five felt pleased with himself, 'No. I'm sure it would be a treat to watch, but I'm not that much of a sadist. It's your choice though. If you want me to stay as this obedient son-'
Reginald snorted at that.
'Vanya stays as well, and since you mentioned it. I think a music school wouldn't be the worst option for her. One in the city though.'
'Of course would you also have me bribe a diploma for her?' asked the old man mocking, and Five shot him a look, 'I believe that won't be necessary given how good she is. But I think we all could use days off. All of us.'
'Now, you're just being a delusional brat.'
Five smirked at him, 'Nope, we do what you want, give you all you want, but we want something back now. We want days off-'
'Number Five, I don't think you understand-'
'Of course, we would be at alert if a new mission came, but just like with our free times on Sundays, we want actual days off when we can go out of the house if we want to,' said Five already picturing it. He knew he was pushing his luck. But for the first time since ever he felt like he had some advantage over his father. He finally figured out his Achilles' heel, and he was not letting it go that easily.
'Now, why would you need that if you're already sneaking out of the house at night?' asked Reginald.
So he knew about that as well.
'Because it's at night,' said Five knowing it was foolish with such a demand, but if he was on the roll, he wanted to make the most of it.
'So about it? Reggie?' he asked and gave him his best shiteating grin knowing his father hated the when he looked that smug.
They didn't even wait until morning before they were all told to get on the jet that they were leaving. The others kept on giving Five odd looks, but he ignored them. Monocle didn't say anything about the days off yet, but it was a matter of time. For once Five had some leverage on him. Even if just a little bit. It felt good to at least have some sort of freedom for once.
He couldn't wait to tell Vanya. He felt his heart beating with excitement of the thought of her being able to go to a music school in the city. He felt annoyed as he remembered Reginald's stupid comment about bribing her a diploma. She was fantastic. Five had no doubt she would do amazingly in any music school because despite their father's BS. She was that good.
Sighing to himself, he pressed his head against the window. He wished he was with her now more than anywhere else. She would be so happy. He could picture it, he wanted to see it. She deserved it. She deserved everything there was, and he would freaking make her get it all even if he had to go on missions, and almost kill himself with nasty tests and practises, he would get it all for her.
He wanted for her to have everything especially after last night when she had that horrible nightmare.
Yesterday
So far she had 32 dreams in total all written down in a new white notebook she purposely hide between her underwear. No one but Five knew of its existence. If their father saw it on the cameras. He didn't care enough about it to steal it.
Most of dreams were pretty harmless, sometimes almost boring and uneventful. Vanya would dream of her going to auditions in the Icarus, or just being alone and writing something. Other times, there were dreams of their family, but he was never a part of those dreams. It made him wonder if perhaps this wasn't caused by him scaring her with running away and time travelling. Maybe she had dreams she was alone, and without him, but he also didn't believe they were just dreams. Not with how seriously she spoke about them, at least the ones where she shot herself and the woman who made her do it.
Tonight Vanya woke up choking on her cries as she was in the dark tangled in her sheets. He heard her from across the hallway as he didn't spent the night in her room that night. Something which he regretted now dearly.
He teleported immediately, knowing for sure that she must have awoken most of the floor with her horrifying sounds.
Five got to her room just as Allison and Ben did both looking startled at the scene in front of them. He paid them little to no mind, as he carefully sat Vanya up pulling the sheets off her to the floor. He opened the window and literally hugged her from behind as he pressed her closer to it so she could get more fresh air brushing her hair which got glued to her forehead away.
'I will go get Mom,' offered Ben, but Vanya started to shake her head trying to find her voice to tell him not to.
Allison stepped closer and touched her shoulder to make her look at her, 'I heard a rumour you could breathe just fine.'
Vanya's eyes went white as Allison's command ran through her, and she took a deep breath being able to breathe again.
She looked at Allison and nodded, 'Thank you.'
Allison offered her a small smile before Five took the initiative.
'What happened?' he asked as he sat by her side softly brushing her back hoping it would calm her a bit. He wondered if she dreamed of shooting herself again. The idea still making his blood run cold with fear. He couldn't even properly think about Vanya not being alive and worse causing it herself. He wasn't...he didn't know what he would do, but he was sure he would lose his own goddamn mind if it happened.
'I was in the dark,' started Vanya shivering, but most likely not from the cold, 'there was no sound, but I could feel...I was handcuffed,' she said a tear running down her cheek now, 'There was a man there...he said he would keep me locked up there.'
Five felt sick to his stomach at such a horrifying thing to occur. He didn't care that Ben and Allison were there or that he could see Klaus in the hallway. He just pulled her into a hug hiding his face in her hair for a moment so his siblings wouldn't see his own weakness, even if they most likely knew by now. He wasn't very subtle about how much he cared for Vanya so far anyway. But he didn't care. She needed comfort, so he would give it to her. It was simple as that.
'It was just a nightmare. Don't worry,' said Allison but when she looked at Five's face she paused. It was like she could see something there, which made her unsure.
'It's just a nightmare, right?' she asked slowly and Five clenched his jaw before he looked at Vanya again, 'It's alright now.'
He looked at Allison, 'What else would it be?'
Allison looked at Klaus and Ben before she looked back at Five, 'We...we know you're hiding something. The two of you.'
Klaus came into the room and so did Diego and Luther who must have been hiding in the hallway by then. Luther closed the door after them.
'We know you were in our rooms,' said Klaus, 'I have this thing about making sure no one steals my things-'
'You mean your weed,' said Ben and Klaus hissed at him before they both rolled their eyes at each other.
'You didn't take anything but you were looking for something, and you were looking in Pogo's room too,' said Diego now, 'I-I-I saw you coming out. You were quite sneaky I will give you that.'
Vanya looked away, not taking the compliment in that moment.
Allison continued, 'I heard you talk sometimes when you're in your room. You talk about dreams, and the first thing you do every morning after to wake up you pull this notebook and write something down.'
She looked over at Luther who nodded, 'We...we talked and we just think that...we would like you to tell us what is going on. Whatever it is, we want to know. We know we messed up with each other a lot of times, but you two look so serious all the time, like something is going to happen and if so we want to know.'
Vanya looked at Five, but he honestly was as lost as she must have felt. He didn't know what to do. Somehow telling the others might have proved some relief, but would it really? He didn't trust them. Not the way he trusted Vanya. He knew she believed him. She was Vanya. She was his Vanya. He could tell her anything and she would listen, that was why she was his favourite. The others were tricky. He knew he cared for them. They were family. They were weird and complicated and messy, god, they were so messy, but they were family. But he didn't trust them, not the way, he trusted Vanya.
'How about we say what we think is going on?' suggested Luther and Five looked at him again waiting for him to drop words like time travelling and apocalypse any second.
'We think Vanya has powers,' he said and the two of them blinked surprised.
Five didn't look at her but she saw how she looked over at him.
'What do you mean?' asked Five slowly trying not to give anything away. This was in no way what he expected to happen.
'Vanya has these dreams, and you guys talk about them all the time looking suspicious and secretive,' said Diego.
'And not in the sneaking around to makeout kind of way,' added Klaus earning himself a glare from Five.
They their processed to explain what they gathered so far from everything they witnessed and heard adding some things they never heard from Pogo or Reginald and not the two of them. Five felt a bit embarrassed to realize that he had fail to notice how sloppy he was with the whole secrecy of the issue. Even if their siblings didn't know the whole true, they were on to them.
Five looked over at Vanya at one point again as the other sat down on the floor or her desk or desk chair.
Vanya looked at him for a moment completely unreadable for him before she spoke, avoiding to look at anyone, shyly looking at her hands in her lap, 'I don't think the dreams...mean anything. When Five tried to time travelled and came back, he said a lot of things which must have just played with my mind and made me have dreams. Most of the times the dreams are meaningless just me doing things like walking to work, or typing on a typing machine. Sometimes I see you guys just doing the things you always do. They...they don't mean anything. They're dreams.'
'What about the ones like tonight? That didn't sound like anything boring,' said Allison determinate and a bit annoyed that Vanya was brushing their theory like that.
Vanya shrugged her shoulders sinking a little bit during the whole conversation. She wasn't used to people listening to her like this.
Five brushed her shoulder for some support, 'I don't know. I used to have nightmares that I was alone in the dark when I was a kid. It's why I was so scared when...' She paused not finishing her thought, but with how Allison's face softened, and she looked away ashamed, it was obvious she knew she was referring to the time, she forced her into a closet.
'But you sounded so scared,' said Ben, 'And the man?'
Vanya shrugged her shoulders, 'I don't know him. He just said he wanted to keep me there. Maybe it was just something I got from the movie we watched that one time? Along came a spider I think?'
'Then why the secrecy?' asked Luther suspicious.
Vanya looked a bit away, 'I didn't think it was a secret...it's not like we talk about this stuff. Five and I are just...closer,' she admitted trying to sound casual even if her voice shook a bit and Five could see the faint blush rising from her neck as she mentioned that.
'Besides it's not like we all don't have secret among each other.'
'What about going into our rooms?' asked Klaus.
'Uh, there was a notebook. I write all the dreams into it, but someone took it. I asked Five for help and we were looking for it. I have a new one now, but I don't remember everything I wrote into the old one,' she quickly explained making it sound almost believable.
If that wasn't an Oscar worthy performance Five didn't know what was.
Their siblings didn't look too convinced, but seeing that Vanya wasn't giving anything away, and she was Vanya, who never lied to them before, they went to leave soon after. They still showed support which was something since they always made Vanya feel left out and uncared for, Five appreciated it as well. He felt like just for that he liked his siblings a bit more.
After they were gone, Five examined her sheets, 'They're all sweat through. Do you want to sleep in my room tonight?'
'Yes, please,' she said and nodded looking relieved he suggested it.
Five led her to his room and closed the door. They crawled into the bed in their usual matter. Since knowing their siblings could be listening, they didn't feel comfortable enough to talk about what happened for a while.
He wasn't sure if she was still awake, but he spoke anyway.
'Maybe this is your power,' he mumbled in hushed voices
'My power? I don't have a power,' said Vanya, 'I don't know what the dreams are, but they aren't a power. Because I'm...not like you.' She said avoiding the word ordinary which was good because he hated when she was presented with it. There wasn't anything ordinary about her. Not in his mind at least.
Five didn't let it go. She said they were just dreams for their siblings' sake. They weren't ready to think the end of the world was coming, but he knew he she didn't really think that.
'Maybe you do. Maybe you can see the past time line. If the future already happened and I was there, but I time travelled back to the past, I erased the old time line and this now is a new one. Maybe you have the power to see the old time line, or future that will never happen because I am here now,' he told her as they were on their sides, with her arm under his own and over his side, as they usually did.
'No, it doesn't feel like a power...it feels like a memory,' she confessed, and he blinked at her in the dark, 'Wouldn't that be proof of my theory then?'
She sighed, 'You always have to be right, don't you?'
'I am always right,' he grinned at her before he heard her let out a small chuckle. Although he got use to the sound, he still found it precious. It was his favourite sound in the world, even if he wouldn't admit it.
'Let's just sleep on it. I'm tired, and feel bad for lying like that to them. It wasn't just keeping a secret. I actually lied to them,' she said, but he took her hand at that, 'Don't. We couldn't just tell them. They wouldn't get it, and if by some miracle the old man doesn't have the notebook and knows about the apocalypse, there is no way I want to spook him. Not with Luther reporting everything to him like a good son that he is.'
Vanya nodded, 'It still felt bad. I just...I love them, but I couldn't say it. With you it's simple because we both know it's true and believe it, but telling someone from the outside that there might be an apocalypse and that you're over sixty years old, but suffer from amnesia. It's just...'
'I know,' he said and leaned closer to her, 'What about tonight? Do you remember how the man looked? You didn't write it down.'
'I don't want to,' she confessed, 'I don't even want to think about it.'
'It could help,' he said lightly hoping he could convince her without pressuring her. He couldn't imagine how scary it must have been for her to dream of such thing. To be taken as hostage in the dark alone with some creepy man. He wished he could be there with her even if it was just a nightmare now the beat the fucker up. He prayed he was wrong about his theory in that moment, and that Vanya never actually experienced such a terrible thing.
He felt sick just thinking about it, let alone for her in some old time line having to go through it.
Vanya moved closer to him her forehead against his now. In the dark and when they were half way to sleep, it was easier to be close like this and not having to over think things, just touch and feel good to be close to each other.
'Can I tell you? Just you, and you will write it down for me?' she asked, 'I don't want to do it twice.'
He put his arm around her back pulling her closer to him, 'Whatever you need, alright?'
'Okay...,' she mumbled.
There was a momentary paused probably for her to get her thoughts straight before she started. She told him a horrifying tale straight out of a Stephen King's novel of her being in the dark basement. He took everything in feeling even more worried and protective of her than he ever had. She told him as much as she could her voice even in whispers shaking as she occasionally had to pause to compose herself.
He listened to her as carefully as he could make sure to get everything he needed to write it tomorrow. He couldn't do much about the nightmare, just write it down for her if she didn't have the strength to do it herself, and make fucking sure it wouldn't happen. Ever.
Once in the dead of the night, when Vanya's breathing was even, Five leaned closer and kissed her cheek, 'I promise I will protect you. You're safe with me.'
Now
Five rushed to Vanya's room feeling a bit lighter than before. She could stay. She could stay as long as she wanted to and most importantly the others didn't want her to leave either. He knew that some part of what his father said was true, otherwise it wouldn't be a good manipulation tactic, but not all of it. No, not all of it.
Maybe Vanya would have been better off without them, but he...he couldn't let it happen. He was a selfish brat, but he needed her with him, always. He just couldn't imagine not being with her, and he would do everything in his power to forbid it from happening.
He opened the door to her bedroom.
She was in her room just putting down the violin and bow into the case probably just finishing her late evening practice.
He jumped inside and hugged her from behind spinning her a bit without a single word. She was like a feather, which although he didn't think about it, his mind added to his brain memory for later. She was very light and skinny lately indeed.
'Five!' she let out a squeak before she giggled. He sat her down and spun around the smile still on his face and contagious as her own widened just by seeing his.
'What? Was the mission that fun?' she asked a bit confused, but he just shook his head feeling even more relieved now that he could see her and touch her, knowing she was here and she would stay.
He couldn't even find anything to say from how happy and excited he was in that moment, not even from her staying, or going to school, or him winning over their father for the first time ever, but simply by the fact that he got to see her smiling at him like that. That was all. Her smiling at him and looking ridiculously happy just because he was smiling at her, was all it took for him to feel like he was on top of the world. Screw shoulder pain or headaches, or father's who were pricks, and annoying flights. He was just happy in that moment.
He felt happier than he probably ever did, and a sudden thought came to him. He wanted to kiss her.
The thought was so surprising not because his eyes didn't often glance at her lips, or because he didn't spent nights and days thinking about doing so, or if it would feel the same or better than their first kiss. It was surprising in way how easy it came to him, and how he couldn't find a single reason then not to.
Usually, there was the other part of his brain, which stopped him telling him they couldn't just do that. Telling him someone would see him, or Vanya wouldn't approve or practically whatever idiotic reason it could come up with. He knew it wasn't real, all those doubts were just that. Doubts created by constantly being told nothing was for free in this world and that he couldn't imagine Vanya, adorable, sweet, caring Vanya who was so strong and bright could possibly want something more from him than companionship and friendship.
'What?' she asked her smile so bright and beautiful and her eyes so confused, but loving, and Five just thought fuck it.
He let his hands go to her waists and pulled her closer making her stumble a bit, but he held her close. Nothing could bring his mood down now.
She opened her mouth again, but stepped on her toes as if to meet him half way, as if she knew what he was about to do and wanted him to do it, and was allowing it, even wanting it to happen as well.
His lips touched hers for maybe a second feeling the softness and the spark which immediately ran through his body. It was pure perfections-
-and then all hell broke loose, in the sounds of gunshots coming from downstairs.
They jumped away from each other before Five looked at her, 'Stay here.'
He immediately closed her door and pushed her dresser against it before he teleported downstairs where he was met with his siblings fighting with some armed man in black firing shoots all around them.
He jumped into action knocking over the closest one before Allison, 'What the hell?'
'We don't know. They came through the front door a moment ago,' she shouted back before she kicked one in the stomach.
Five ducked as Luther throw one of the men to the wall almost through it. He focused on his task to take down as much men as he could while making sure he had his eyes open to see if any of them were heading upstairs before.
'That's enough!' shouted a woman suddenly and the entire room went still.
'Get off me!' snapped Vanya from the stairs as a man was keeping a hold on her while walking with her to the room.
'Hey, get your hands off her,' said Five feeling his heartbeat speeding up the first time since he started to fight. Fighting armed men in your living room, no problem. Seeing one man holding Vanya, big problem.
It took him a second to overcome his anger for the man and fear for Vanya to realize the whole room didn't just go still, it froze. The time stopped.
He looked at the woman again. White hair, black coat, a small hat and devilish scar on her face. He didn't need three guess to know who she was.
'Well, this is quite a mess, wouldn't you agree?' asked another man as he stepped over one of the armed man on the ground with Luther. This guy looked different, unlike the armed muscle power, he was wearing a suit and looked more like a office rat, than a fighter.
Five looked from the man who was holding Vanya, to the one who came. He saw the look of terror on her face as he walked closer to them followed with a woman with white hair.
'Let's just get this over with,' she barked before she grinned at him, 'Long time no see.'
'Let her go,' said Five frowning at them. It didn't take a genius to gather from Vanya's expression that this was the man from the kitchen all those years ago and woman from her dreams.
'I don't think so,' said the woman. It was clear from the way she was looking at him, with fury in her eyes, that she would be willing to hurt him and by that Vanya just to cause him pain. Something must have really made her angry at him.
The man, however, raised his hand before he nodded at the other man. Five spared them a look and saw him ease his hold on Vanya. He was only holding her elbow now. It still made Five feel like a lion in a cage. He didn't want any guy touching Vanya!
'What the hell do you want? Who are you?' he barked, and the woman said, 'Don't even bother pretending, Five. We know it's you. It took a while to find you. You had to be pretty clever to jump into the exact moment you first time travelled. Caused quite a problem for us, but don't worry we caught on to you eventually.'
'Now, now,' said the man seemingly not pleased with how the woman was handling the situation, 'I think we already caused enough problems with not following the protocol, don't you think?'
His words were light, but Five detected that there was a clear hierarchy set between the two, and the man was on the higher level.
He looked back at Five, 'You can call me the Fixer, Number Five. We just want to perform a little test on you.'
'Test?' he asked trying and failing to show his confusion.
'You see you met with our...agency in the past well your future and caused some problems for us,' started to explain the Fixer, 'Then you escaped to the past and well...we lost track of you. It is my understanding that you're not aware of who we are while some of us,' he purposely looked over at the woman, 'do not agree.'
He turned back to Five, with a small smile, 'It's a small test. I will just scan your brain. If it shows that you're not our version of yourself we will leave in peace.'
Five frowned, 'And if it does?'
'I will politely ask you to come with us, and not harm your family. We have no business or interested in hurting them.'
'You have a funny way of showing that when you come to my house with armed men,' he said.
'Like I said, you caused a lot of problems for us in the past, number Five. It was meant to be precaution, but your brother threw a knife at one of the man.'
Diego.
Well, it seemed likely that he would if he thought they were in danger and armed men at your doorstep didn't particularly show trustworthiness.
Five watched him for a moment weighting his options before he looked at Vanya, 'First let her go. Show some good will.'
The Fixer nodded at the other one who let Vanya go. She immediately rushed to Five who took her hand.
'May I?'
Five gave a short nod. He could see the plea in Vanya's eyes not to do it as she feared he really was the Five from the future who they were looking for, and they would take him if they found out.
The man stepped closer to him with a silver object not bigger than a lightener. He moved it closer to Five's head and scanned him with green light.
A moment had passed, then another, and another. Five felt as if everything around them was absolutely still and in silence. The only thing he could hold onto was Vanya's hand hoping it would somehow protect him from all of this. If the device told them the truth, and they would demand he would come for them. He would go. He couldn't risk them hurting Vanya or his other siblings. Since they went to her room, and she was the only other person besides him who wasn't frozen, it was obvious they knew what she meant to him.
Gosh, was it really so obvious to everyone?
The device let out a beep and the man almost nonchalantly looked at it, 'No divergent activity.'
'That is not possible!' snapped the woman and Five felt Vanya squeezed his hand. He squeezed her back looking at the man rather than the woman.
'What does it mean for us?'
'Nothing, sorry to disturb you. Have a good night,' he said causally. Five's eyes widened. He honestly couldn't be seriously. They came to their house, wrecked it, and now they would leave just like that?
'That is not possible! He tricked it!' said the woman clearly not having it. She tried to step closer to them. Five had this sudden urge to push Vanya behind him more, but the man already spread his arm creating a barrier between the woman and them.
'My dear Handler, let's not make this worse than it already is. We're here to follow protocol this time. The results came negative. This boy is not the man we are looking for,' he stepped closer and lowered his voice, but Five still caught it.
'Let's not embarrassed ourselves more than we already had, shall we?' he asked her and started to walk away.
The woman, Handler, whatever, looked at Five with pure hater in her eyes. This must have been very personal for her. Whatever he did in the future, he must have really pissed her off.
He was half expecting her to try and attack them, but in the next second the frown was pushed away from her face and she offered them the most sadistic smirk he ever saw. It made him sick to his stomach for some reason feeling his hair standing up, 'Enjoy your night, you two. You might not have so many left. Number Five, Vanya.'
He felt the girl shiver by his side before the Handler walked after the Fixer. Just like that all the frozen armed men started to stand up and walk after them.
Five pushed Vanya closer as they passed them. Some groaning in pain, others limping and one carrying the body Ben didn't completely torn apart. They all disappeared into a blue light before time seemed to run again and all their siblings unfroze as well gasping and confused about what happened.
What the actual hell?
Five helped Diego sat large antic chest of drawers in the living room. It had been about two hours after the attack. Everyone was shaken, they reported everything to their father, and then started to clean the mess up. It was way easier if the mess was somewhere outside, then in your own home.
'Hey, did you really throw a knife first at them?' asked Five at one point.
Number Two looked up momentary upset before he nodded, 'Yeah, I thought I saw one of the men turn his safety off, but maybe that was just the adrenaline. I don't know anymore.'
He sounded a bit down. Five understood why. If it was his fault this all could have been avoided. If someone would got hurt it wouldn't just be on Five, who they came for, it would also be on Diego, who started the fight.
'It was a stressful situation. You did what you assumed was right. No one got hurt,' said Five and he could see he surprised Diego by not being in his face about it.
'Thanks. I...thanks, Five,' he nodded at him.
Five returned the nod before he went to pick up another piece of fallen furniture. He kept on stealing glances at Vanya who was sweeping at the moment with Ben also looking his way from time to time. Both of them felt more shaken then the others knowing what they witnessed when the time spotted. So many questions. There was an agency who could do this. Stop time, come right into their house, and talk like it was nothing. They scanned him with a device he didn't even know what it was and then just left without anyone noticing. It was bizarre really. It made Five worried. Worried that someone had such power over the world, just coming and going and until now he wouldn't even know.
He was left confused now more than ever. He knew he time travelled and then forgot about, he had Vanya to assure him of all of that, but if it was true, why didn't the device pick up on that. Why didn't it recognize him?
He...he didn't know what to think. He wanted them to finally finish the cleaning and go to bed so he could talk with Vanya about it or maybe just think about it because he didn't know what was going on now.
They all were force to go to their rooms. All of them were still shaken. Klaus was telling something to Ben probably trying to ease his nerves and Luther and Allison were trying to steal glances at each other.
He went to his room and closed the door. He had to wait until everyone would be asleep or seemingly so now, but with what happened all his enthusiasm about his previous achievement had disappeared anyway.
Five sat down on the bed. He didn't feel like changing into his PJs yet. He just sat down on his bed and looked outside his window. With everything that happened, he almost completely forgot about another thing which did.
He kissed Vanya. Even if it was for a second maybe less, he kissed her in a moment of pure bliss and satisfaction from his victory over their father and seeing her after a mission and after he was worried about her.
His lips formed a smile at the memory. The kiss was...just perfect.
He made up his mind. He wanted to see her tonight, sleep with her in the bed, and be close to her. They needed to talk about what happened downstairs first and then about her starting to go to music school. They had time to discuss the kiss, but that was fine with him. They had time. They kissed, and they had time to talk it through, and they would. He would make sure of that they would because he wanted them to. In Five's mind there was no doubt about what he felt for Vanya. It took him a while to be able to form the feelings into something, but he got there. For such a quick study at almost everything else, he sure took his time to figure this out. But now he knew. He knew he cared for her and wanted to be with her, and for her to know. It didn't matter if it would happen tonight, tomorrow, or in a year. Five just knew they would get there. He just knew. That was all that matter right now.
He would wait a couple of minutes before he would go to her room. Just a few more. They had much to talk about. Despite everything he felt a bit glad about it all. Even if just a bit.
When he jumped to Vanya's room, he found her on the ground in front of her bed. She had her fingers in her hair looking like she was ready to pull it out.
Five eyes widened as he rushed to her side and put his hand on her back looking at the startled look on her face, 'Vanya? Vanya, what is it? What's wrong?'
She started to push her index finger against head on one particular spot. The whole room started to shake all of the sudden to Five's shock. What the hell was going on now?
Five was confused looking around them before she spoke again, 'F-Five.'
He looked at her and brushed her hair away, 'Vanya, what is it?'
'She...she made me kill myself.'
The glass somewhere in the house broke, 'She told me I would...destroy the world and I couldn't-I couldn't do that to you and I...I...I took a gun and killed myself.'
Five watched her in horror trying to get around what she was saying. Her window started to shook. There wasn't supposed to be a storm outside.
All of the sudden their father barged in.
'Step away from her!' he demanded before he rushed toward them. Five watched defenceless as their father put a needle to her neck before he could stop him. Not sure if he should given how hysterical she was trying to dig a hole in her head where she was supposed to have the bullet wound.
'Yeah, what the hell is that?' he demanded but the old man didn't even look at him.
Vanya suddenly collapsed against Five's chest and he pulled her closer away from their father, 'What did you do?'
The house stopped shaking just like that, and it looked like the storm had passed, 'Pick her up. We have to bring her to the bunker before her sedatives start to work.'
'What bunker?' demanded Five keeping her close. The whole thing. If felt all too familiar making Five's head hurt all of the sudden.
His father shot him a look, 'Pick her up, or do you wish me to ask Number One or one of your other siblings to do so?'
Five frowned at the man before he carefully put his hand free hand under Vanya's knees lifting her up. He didn't understand what was going on, but it was obvious their father knew it all too well.
He carried Vanya through the secret door, he remembered from when he was a child down through the elevator through the underground hallway toward the large metallic holding cell, 'You can put her inside.'
'No,' said Five immediately everything inside him rebelling against the idea of putting Vanya inside the dark cell even for a second. This was something which was not acceptable. Vanya was afraid of dark places all her life from nightmarish dream, which used to haunt her, now Five knew they weren't dreams, but memories, of her time, in this prison all alone, in the dark, forgotten by all of them.
Every instinct he was capable of having urging him to protectively pull her closer to his chest and not let her go. She was so light like a feather. Did she even eat anything?
'Number Five, this isn't a game,' said his father raising his voice, 'Do you have any idea what could happen? Number Seven is not in control, she could tear down the house possibly even the world with such an outburst.'
Five watched the man confused, 'What are you talking about? How could she?'
His father frowned, 'I gave you a direct order, number Five. This isn't your childish game. You wish for her to have a normal life? To go to a music school? This has to be done in order to achieve it.'
'And I told you no. I'm not putting her in there,' told him Five stubbornly. Like fucking hell, he was letting her out of his arms.
'Number Five, your sister is a very dangerous person right nwow. A treat to you, your family and this house. She has to be contained before she causes destruction.'
Five opened his mouth to ask him what the hell did he think Vanya could do when something clicked. It was like someone lightened up a room inside his brain. A room which was filled with shattering glass and shaking rooms, with Vanya's tantrums when she was a kid about oatmeal and broccoli, with broken windows, accidents, and nannies who disappeared and then with Vanya leaving for the secret door only to come back numb like she was reprogrammed, like she was suddenly someone else entirely.
He finally understood it all.
He looked down at her face. She looked so defenceless in that moment lying unconsciousness in his arms. She needed him now more than ever, and he couldn't let her down. He promised himself and her that he would always keep her safe.
When you came back to made me promise to only take one pill, do you remember that?
He looked over at his father, 'Vanya has powers.'
His father didn't deny it, but didn't confirm it. He didn't have to. Five already knew. She had dreams where she killed herself at the end of the world, to save it, to save him and all of them.
Five hiked her a bit as he momentarily felt she was slipping from his arms.
'Number Five,' his father said in a cold warning, but he didn't even flinch. He never thought much about their father, but right now he felt pure rage toward the man for all the horrors he put Vanya through.
He heard something shifted behind, and turned around seeing Pogo behind him with another needle.
Before his father could say one more word, or Pogo do whatever the hell he was planning with that needle, Five once again teleported with Vanya safely in his arms. It was his first successful jump with her since he got amnesia.
A.N: So I hope you are still catching up with the past, present, future and timelines :D I know it's becoming a bit complicated. Thank you again for the amazing feedback. I am always happy to hear what you think of the story and the new ideas and where it is heading because not basically everything is possible since I have no canon to follow :( expressing my disappointment that I have to wait until 2020 for s02 :D
Either way, hope you will like this as well. I am grateful for feedback, but also for you guys at least reading this fic :) Again, happy Easter ya'll