.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ dropped off in different years in dallas, texas. that was what happened to all of you after five's attempt to teleport all of you away from the upcoming apocalypse, only for him to end up on 25 november 1963, another apocalypse. and he had to gather the academy back to stop it again.

he had stumbled upon a place labeled as 'morty's', found a guy named elliot who supposedly captured the moments when everybody got dropped off separately in the same alley, then he found diego in a ward, viktor in a corn field after he told elliot to set a tracker for sound waves.

you ended up in august of 1961, finding yourself alone on the alleyway as you tried to figure out what to do. you were number zero of the academy, having reginald keep you in a frozen time-capsule after finding out how destructive your power was-- neverness manipulation. you had the power to manipulate anything to have not existed-- including the apocalypse. and he did not aim for that, but he also didn't want to get rid of you completely, you might be use sometime.

but then he died, and pogo had disclosed the place of your capsule when they got you out, mentally having lived forty years due to a machine reggie connected you to, to keep you mature for when he needed you. and then you ended up here, in dallas. having no way you could've gotten a job with your youthful appearance, you'd settled for performing at high-class restaurants. you had a decent voice and it paid off well enough for you to live off it.

that was until you accidentally sent off the restaurant into nothing after wishing you had it better, causing a faint sound wave to reach the nearby alley. five had immediately taken off when he got the mark, teleporting to your dumbfounded figure, staring at the empty land before you. he certainly didn't want to lose track of you when he needed you to get your powers to use... maybe erase the apocalypse from happening at all.

"number zero," he stated in disbelief. "good to see you."