Might make a crackfic three fandom crossover where the worst people in fiction meet to discuss how horrific they are, they would be Albus Dumbledore of Harry Potter infamy, Reginald Hargreeves of The Umbrella Academy, and Zack Morris from Saved By The Bell. Sound good?
Harold Jenkins awoke in a dark room, with only a single light from a hallway shining onto him through a small metal door. Gaining his bearings and heading over to the door, Harold tried to pound on it, realising there was no handle. After a few minutes of this, a door opened at the far end, and before him stood the Umbrella Academy, along with another young woman he didn't recognise.
"Hello? What is this place, why am I here?" Harold asked, morphing his face into a frightened mask and a pleading tone in his face.
"This is the Umbrella Academy, young man." A voice spoke to him, looking up, he saw speakers inside the room with him. He recognised that voice, somehow.
"Who are you?" He asked the voice.
"My name is Sir Reginald Hargreeves, but you already knew that, young Harold Jenkins." Reginald replied.
"Why am I here? I'm not in danger from a supervillain and you're protecting me, am I?" Harold tried to joke, inwardly wondering how they had tracked him down and why, he hadn't done anything yet to get them onto his tail, or even anything they would think about him at all over. Why would they come for him?
"I'm afraid we all know of your little scheme, Mr Jenkins. We know of your obsession, we know you murdered your own father and were recently released from prison. I'd get comfortable if I were you, young man, you will be intimately familiar with this room for the rest of your days."
"You can't keep me locked up! I paid my debt to society, you freaks!" Harold spat. How could they possibly have discovered his past?
"I'm afraid this will be the view you see until the day comes we decide to be rid of you." Reginald told him. "Meal times will be at 12 noon and at 8pm. If you do not eat one day, you shall be denied meals the next. In time, you will appreciate the kindness we give you in allowing you to live, Mr Jenkins." Reginald finished, leaving Harold to stew as the Academy turned back and headed back into the lift that Harold could see at the far end, leaving him to his thoughts.
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"Why are we letting him live again?" Klaus asked the others as they gathered in the drawing room. Reginald sat at the head of the table, yet the six ignored him as they discussed.
"Because we agreed we'd force the Commission's hand first." Five explained to him, already thinking Klaus was an idiot again. "We train Vanya's powers, draw the Handler into being forced to come to us if she wants the apocalypse back on, we take care of her, then we can dispose of Harold."
"Alright, so how long do you expect it will take before she comes to us?" Luther asked.
"A few weeks, probably." Five admitted. "They'll send Hazel and Cha-Cha first, once we deal with them, she'll send a few more, once they're dispatched too, she'll probably come herself, deal with her and it's over."
"Ok, so when will Hazel and Cha-Cha arrive?"
"Anytime I'd imagine." Five said.
"So, when do we get on with training Vanya?" Diego asked.
"Do you feel up to some training today?" Five asked her, Vanya shook her head.
"I've only been off my meds for a day, I think we should give it a few like the recordings showed, if we try now, who knows what will happen?"
"Fair enough, we wait, prepare to defend the Academy if they come for us first. Speaking of which, I've got a tracker to cut out of my arm. I'll leave it at Griddy's, should buy us a few hours at least."
"What about that first team they sent after you, will they send them again?" Allison queried.
"Local hires from this time, if we leave it here for now, they'll know who they're fighting, they may turn tail and run. If they don't, well we can easily dispatch them." Five reasoned.
"Why would you risk bringing the fight to the Academy?" Reginald asked. "Surely, if you seek to follow this inane plan to train Number Seven and risk your lives and the world, it's better if you kill this foolish child now and you simply take the fight to this Commission if you are so determined to go out guns blazing? Personally, I must protest training Number Seven at all, for her safety and for yours."
"Well we aren't doing that dumb idea. That sort of plan caused the apocalypse in the other timeline." Diego told him.
"We either stop it here and now, all of us, the combined powers of the Academy, even Ben if you two can figure it out." Five said, nodding to Klaus. "Or we use my powers to flee to a different time again and try again."
"What happens if we have to do that?" Vanya wondered. "Remember, we have no idea where we went when those recordings ended, or what happened to us, we could have all just died."
"Perhaps, but I'm pretty sure we survived. I've got two theories on where we ended up, if not in the apocalypse, both have their drawbacks though."
"What are they?" Luther demanded to know.
"We either end up in our younger bodies, or we end up in the last place I was in before I jumped, so Dallas in 1963."
"I'm sure we won't end up there." Allison laughed it off.
"So, how do we do this?" Diego asked.
"First, get me to Griddy's." Five said, reaching for a knife.
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Five sat at the counter, drinking coffee, his siblings except Vanya, taking up positions in booths all around the diner, as Five dropped the tracker onto the desk. Hearing the bell chime, he saw a group of men enter with guns. Showtime.
"I thought I'd have more time before they found me." Five lied, turning to address the leader.
"Let's go, they just want to talk."
"I've got nothing to say." Five replied, seeing his siblings move to stand.
"You think I want to shoot a kid, go home with that on my conscience?" The guy said, as the rest of the Academy stood and moved towards them.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it. My siblings and I will make sure you won't be going home." Five said, as the team turned to see the rest of them, realising they had fallen into a trap.
As the men raised their guns, two fell to Diego's knives instantly, one flew into the nearest wall from a super powered punch, the leader was taken out when he turned, Five smashing a coffee cup into his head, sending him to the floor. The others turned to run, when Allison turned to them.
"I heard a rumour, you all dropped your guns and surrendered to the authorities." The men rushing to obey. The Academy left before Agnes could get involved, leaving the tracker at the diner for Hazel and Cha-Cha to find when the Commission sent them the next day.
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As they arrived at the Academy again, they found Vanya, Pogo and Reginald waiting for them with sullen faces.
"What's happened?" Klaus asked.
"There was another note, Master Klaus." Pogo explained. "It states that we are to return to the dining room, to watch the next batch, to find out what happened to you all. The note says this will take no more than a day, and gives us something to do whilst awaiting the Commission response. Whilst here, it stresses that we won't be in any danger, and Mr Jenkins will not be freed by anyone. It also states that you will have memories as if you lived the events of the first season, to add to the "emotional trauma" as it states."
"So, when do we start?" Luther asked, as they headed to the room.
"Now." Five said, as the last entered the room and the hallways and doors disappeared, leaving them once more trapped inside.
Season 2, here we go!….eventually.