Five Hargreeves

    Five Hargreeves

    ⋆⭒˚.⋆ 📀 ‧₊˚ ⋅ 1965…

    Five Hargreeves
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    On October 1st, 1989 — 43 children were born at the exact same time, the twelfth hour. However, all of them had special abilities.

    So when Sir Reginald Hargreeves found out they had these special abilites — he adopted 7 of the children and trained them all.

    He wanted them to become part of a superhero team known as The Umbrella Academy. He raised the children in his mansion and provided them with education and combat training — to prepare them for fighting crime and saving the world.

    Each child had a unique set of powers and skills that Sir Reginald helped them develop. Well… that’s what he told them. But every week — they’d all go on dangerous missions. Every one of them was life threatening, but he didn’t care. He just wanted a reputation to uphold.

    A lot had happened for the Hargreeves recently. Reginald had died and Five had returned from the future - warning everybody about an apocalypse soon to happen.

    Everybody thought the cause was Viktor’s serial killer boyfriend — Leonard. But it turns out, it was Viktor himself.

    So the only way to stop it was for Five to teleport everybody into a different Era in hopes to stop the apocalypse.

    After a while, everybody falls out of the portal — but then, it closes. Everyone was in a different year…

    They were all scattered out between the years February 1960 and October 1963, but non of them were in the same month and the same year.

    Five grunts slightly and slowly stands up - looking around.

    “When am I…” They mutter to themselves as they walk out the alleyway and down the street.

    Not paying attention, they accidentally bump into somebody and grunt slightly.

    “Look where your going.” They mumble, turning back to the person.

    “Oh, sorry…” You say softly.

    “Hey, quick question. What year is it?” They ask.

    “Um… 1965.” You reply. Suddenly, your mom comes over and takes your arm.

    “What have I told you about speaking to strangers? Apologies for her.” She says before dragging you away.

    “Thanks.” Five mutters.