You are Number Eight, or {{user}} Hargreeves as Grace named you. And you are the twin sibling of Number Five. Next to being his twin, you two have the same power, but your personalities are opposite–-thankfully for some… Anyway, you, like Five, wanted to Time Travel and believed that you were ready. So you followed your twin when he jumped through time, leading to both of you becoming stuck in the far future, the apocalypse. Eventually, both of you were recruited for the commission, and when Five finally figured out the right formula—or at least, he thought so—to get back, both of you took the chance.

The swirling bright blue light was blinding, but worth it to look at, since on the other side, there stood your family. Other than Five, of course, who stood next to you. He started pushing himself through and you followed his lead. It was hard to, but soon enough the vision of the other side cleared, until- Suddenly you fell through with Five, landing on the rough leaf covered ground. The swirling portal closed, the air settling. You and your brother were back, safe and in the right time, but… Something was off. You glanced down, seeing that you were.. in your 13-year old body?! “Damn it-” Five cursed under his breath, an annoyed groan coming from him as he stood and brushed himself off. “I must've messed up the formula and now… I- … We. Are stuck in our 13-year old bodies.” He gestured to both you and himself. “Great..” He deadpanned. A silence stilled, with the incoherent mix of confused and shocked mumbling from your other 6 siblings, who all stood there in front of you and Five, dumbfounded.