(y/n) - your name

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Fuck everything hurts...

I groan out in pain softly, waking up and blinking my eyes open. I sigh in relief that the lights were off and I just lay in bed with my body aching all over. It took me a while to be able to move my limbs since they felt like they were stuck in tar.

"Sorry about all the cliffhangers ending with just me being wounded. I'll make sure to stop dying now, everyone." I mumble out with a pained hiss, Klaus suddenly walking by the open doorway as I struggled to sit up on the bed.

He raises a brow at me and peeks his head in the bedroom to see who I was talking to. "Who were you talking to?" He asks and I grunt, my shaky hands lifting my body so I could sit up and I wave a hand dismissively at him.

"Just the lovely readers." I mumble out and he shrugs before walking away, saying hello to Five when he appeared by the doorway with a whirl of blue.

"(y/n)!" He ignores his lanky brother and rushes into the bedroom quickly, his eyes going wide when he sees me awake and he teleports to my side by the bed immediately. "You're finally awake! Thank god!" I hiss lowly when Five jumped on me, hugging me tightly and I pat his back softly.

"Too... tight..."

"Shit! I'm so sorry! Are you ok? How are you feeling?" He quickly lets me go and holds my shoulders, fussing over me and making sure I was alright. I lifted my shirt to see how bad the wound was when Vanya sliced me, grimacing at the blood-coated bandage around my stomach. Five pales when he scans over my wound, looking at me for permission and I nod as he gently places his fingers on my skin.

"I'm gonna be sick." I gag when he unwraps the bandage to reveal the big slice over the expanse of my stomach, quickly closing my eyes and looking away to avoid looking at the blood and deep internal muscle.

"It's still bleeding." Five quickly grabs a kit and I open my eyes to look at my wound, noticing that I got stitches.

"Did Grace stitch me up?" I whimper as The Boy cleans up my wound and he nods, wrapping some fresh gauze around my stomach tightly. My breath hitches from his soft touch, his fingertips brushing against my sides ever so gently like he was scared I would break again.

He looks down at me with a frown before putting away the kit and sitting down next to me on his bed which I now realise I was in. Again. "You need to rest. You shouldn't be getting up." Five gently pushes me back to lay in the bed but I smack his hands away which makes him glare at me. "(Y/n)." He orders with a low growl as he grips my jaw but I shake my head away from his grip, hearing voices drift up from the downstairs foyer.

"Where's Vanya? Is she here yet? And where's Luther?" I breathe out heavily, my stomach burning as I slowly got up from the bed, holding the bedside table to keep me up. Before I could even take a step, Five stopped me.

He stood in front, trying to get me back in bed. "What are you doing!? Stay in bed-"

"-I need to find Luther before he hurts Vanya!" I yell out, narrowing my eyes at The Boy and he grinds his jaw. He doesn't move and glares me down but I shove past him and stumbling towards the doorway.

"Shit (y/n)!" My feet suddenly give out underneath me and Five rushes to hold me up, holding me tight. "Stop being so stubborn!" he hisses.

"Just help me get downstairs. Please." He looks at me and sighs out in defeat knowing I wasn't going to budge. He nods before reluctantly helping me walk out of his bedroom, one hand holding my hand and the other holding me up around my waist gently. We walk down the stairs and into the living room to see Diego and Klaus arguing.

"That bastard that nearly killed (y/n) is out there! With Vanya!" Diego exclaims.

"But you heard (y/n) and Five! He's not the one who causes the apocalypse!" Klaus yells back.

"Then who!? If the apocalypse happens today, all seven billion of us, hell the entire world dies!" Diego paces and Five gently sets me down on the couch next to Klaus and Ben who both ask me if I'm alright. "(Y/n)'s here?" Diego asks and the brothers nod. "Ask her who it is, who causes the apocalypse." The brothers look at me and I purse my lips.

"You know I can't. This, what's happening right now is not happening the way it's supposed to." Klaus translates for me.

"Harold Jenkins is still first priority." Diego says and Five nods.

"Agreed." He looks at me with fury in his eyes for the man that he thought was the one that hurt me.

But it wasn't Harold. It was Vanya.

And why didn't Allison tell the others?

Five suddenly blinks away, gone for a few minutes before he blinks back but with blood on his arms at the glass eyeball in his hands. "He's dead." He sighs out, his brothers looking at him in confusion before dropping down on the couch in defeat.

"Wait who?" Klaus asks.

"Harold Jenkins. Got punctured multiple ways in like a fucking piñata." The Boy grumbles, looking at the eye hall he had been carrying in his hand for years. "This belonged to him."

"Wait didn't you say the note from your old job said to protect him!?" Klaus gasps.

"Yes but who killed him?"

"Maybe the bozos you let loose on him when you weren't supposed to." I hiss at Five but I was hoping it wasn't cause then the story is changing. "The apocalypse hasn't been stopped. Not yet." He leaves to wash up, the other brothers deciding to try and find Vanya instead now that Harold was dead.

"Hazel and Cha-Cha are still out there." I grunt as I reminded them of the assassins who were still alive, rubbing my side while I try to think of the consequences of the note Five wrote to them.

"Yeah, and I got unfinished business with those fools. I'm gonna go get my things and then I'm outta here." Diego mumbles out, still in pain about Patch being murdered by those two and he walks off leaving me with The Seance and The Horror.

"This is all out of whack..." I groan out and jump in fright when Five blinks back to me all clean, buttoning up his cuffs.

"Hey, did dad say anything about the apocalypse when you spoke to him?" He asks his lanky brother who was mindlessly playing with a pillow. "Any clues as to how it happened?"

"No. No clues. Truly terrific shave. But no clues."

"Thought he might off you with the knife though." I clear my throat and Five sighs in defeat, me listening to Klaus explaining his death experience and seeing his dad.

At least that happened exactly how it's supposed to...

"You know come to think of it, he did mention about my potential, and how I've barely even scratched the surface of my-"

"-how did he know about the apocalypse?" Five mumbles, ignoring Klaus.

"I don't know, but listen. This jumping-through-time thing of yours, how did... How did you know how to do that?"

"I didn't!" Five was getting annoyed with all the questions and starts to walk off but his brother follows him. They start arguing about their supposed drugs and I flinch when Five throws the glass ball against the wall, storming off furiously to the alcohol cabinet.

I slowly get up with Ben's help and hobble towards him, frowning at the way he grinds his jaw from anger but still looked so lost. "Do you want to drink something?" He calms down and talks to me softly despite his anger, pushing past what his brother said and deciding to just get drunk instead.

"A glass of that margarita you were making, please." He nods, helping me sit down on a stool before making the Margarita for both of us.

I need to relax.

More like get wasted.

Five handed me a fancy glass of a neon green liquid and ice with a tiny umbrella sitting against the salted rim, him sitting down next to me with his own glass and we clink before drinking. "Should I give up? Stopping the apocalypse? We officially have no more leads..." he sighs out and I grimace, waiting for the moment Hazel walks in but he doesn't which makes me worried.

This is not good.

"We still need to find Vanya." I suggest.

"And what happens after we do? After, by some miracle, we actually stop the apocalypse? What then?" Five asks as he stirs his drink with the umbrella mindlessly.

"You can finally move on. Live a life you want and no one else." I whisper to him but he furrows his brows.

"I don't think I would know how to move on... I've been chasing this thing for so long, I... I never really thought about the day after."

"You can start over... whatever you want to do."

"That's easier said than done (y/n)..."

"It doesn't have to be hard. Imagine what you would've done if you never time traveled, never got caught up with The Handler. Be a normal boy growing up. What would you do?" I say and Five purses his lips, moving over to hold my hand silently.

My heart jumps in my chest as he stares, almost contemplating what he would do but we get pulled out of the moment from the commotion happening in the foyer. I hear Luther's voice along with Vanya's and I gasp, quickly jumping off the stool but I howl in pain when something rips on my stomach.

"(Y/n)!" I ignore Five and hobble towards the exit of the living room, leaning against the wall with an arm around my stomach. I see Vanya go to hug Luther and I limp towards her to try and stop her.

"You're hurting me." she gasps out when her brother tightens his grip on her.

"NO!" I stumble towards Luther as he was crushing his sister in his arms, punching his arms but my hits do nothing but go through him. "LET HER GO GODDAMNIT!"

"Stop!" Vanya cries out, the house rumbling and I feel that same vibrating sensation over my whole body but it wasn't as painful like before.

"FUCKING LET HER GO LUTHER!" I scream out and Luther suddenly looks at me with wide eyes as my fist finally collides against his face. He stumbles back and I swing my leg up, my foot hitting him right between his legs.

GOAL!

"(y/n)!" I look back to see Five staring with a look of fear and I suddenly get thrown across the foyer, slamming against the wall. I groan in agony as I crumple to the floor, watching helplessly as Vanya tries to reach out for me but is forced unconscious.

"I'm sorry." he walks off with her in his arms, throwing me an apologetic look.

"No, stop! Luther stop!" I cry out as Five helps me back on my feet, ignoring the blood seeping through my shirt as my wound opens up again. "Come back here!" I push forward and run after Luther, ignoring the searing pain on my abdomen as Five followed me. I grip my stomach, reaching the underground room and see Luther lock Vanya up in that stupid chamber. I could hear her cry out, banging on the window. I couldn't hear what she was saying but I knew that she was saying sorry over and over again.

"What the fuck Luther!?" Five growls out and I push past him, limping towards the handle. I clench my jaw, trying to turn the damn thing but it doesn't move an inch.

"Damn you and your super strength!" I hiss at Luther but as expected, he couldn't hear me as he stopped Five from getting to the handle.

"What the hell Luther!" the rest of the family come running downstairs into the underground room. "You locked up our sister!?" Diego exclaims.

"She has powers! Pogo told me! He's always known and so did dad."

"He hid so much from us." Klaus says softly.

"Klaus! You have to help her! I'm begging you!" Klaus turns to me, his eyes wide at the blood seeping through my fingers.

"(y/n)!"

"Your wound!" Five hisses softly as he and Klaus rush over to help me, panicking as I ripped off a piece of my shirt, tying it tight around my stomach.

"He hid it because he was afraid... of her." Luther mumbles out in the background.

"Oh, that's ridiculous. This is Vanya we're talking about. Our sister who always cried when we stepped on ants as kids!" Klaus exclaims. As he walks up to the chamber. "If that was true, she was the one that killed Peabody!"

"No, he's right. Look, we can't keep her locked up without proof." Diego says and I look over at Allison as she stayed quiet this entire time, uncertainty on her face.

"She hurt (y/n)... But she didn't mean to. I pushed her." Allison teared up and everyone turns to her.

"Vanya did this to you!?" Five yells out and everyone looks at him.

"(y/n)'s here!?" Diego asks, looking around and he stares down at the ground that I stood on, seeing the splatters of blood. "Shit-"

"-what more proof do you need?" Luther pulls Klaus' hand back when he tried to open the chamber. "She's not going anywhere."

"(y/n) asked to help Vanya! I'm going to do what she says! She's our sister!" Klaus screams out, his face going red in anger and Luther pulls him away. "Let me go you fat ape!"

"No, even if you're right she needs our help and we can't do that if she's locked in a cage! If (y/n) is asking to let her go, then I'm listening." Diego takes out his knives, ready for another fight against Luther.

"Look if what Pogo told me is even half true, then she is not just a danger to us-"

"-no, let her go now." Allison says as she walks up to Luther and he let Klaus go. "It was my fault. I got (y/n) hurt, not Vanya."

"I'm sorry, but she's staying put."

"You're sorry!? You're sorry!? You don't seem sorry my fucking ass! You are a fucking worthless leader if you lock up your own team members against their will without getting them to explain their side of the story!" I scream out in anger as Five held me. I was growing exhausted by the second and Klaus ran up to me to help me, repeating what I said for everyone. Luther frowned at my words but I continued. "You're only doing this for Allison who doesn't need your goddamn protection! Stop being so selfish! I'm the one that got in the way! I fucking protected Allison out of my own volition! You don't get to make this choice! No, open the damn chamber!" Luther fumed, his face going red as he held Allison's arm and dragged her out. Diego and Klaus tried to help to open the chamber but gave up when the handle wouldn't budge.

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