✧ CHANGES ✧

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(Y/N) Hargreeves

THE CAR SCREECHES ONCE IT STOPPED IN FRONT OF THE ACADEMY. "Come on, let's go!" Five spoke, still preserving his calm state.

"I don't think she's breathing," Luther informed, dashing inside with Allison in his care.

"Then speed up you useless ape!" I provoked.

We all reached to the designated area. Five was holding on to Allison's wound, trying to refrain from any more of the blood to exit. Grace diagnosed her with a severe laceration to the larynx sounded fancy enough to know that it was drastic. "One of you will need to give blood." She demanded.

"I will." We all said in unison. Not one hesitated.

"I'll do it," Luther announces. "I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy. Your blood is more compatible with mine." Pogo explained as I try to hold a laugh. Why do I seem to find things funnier at serious times? This is wrong.

"Hey, don't sweat it. I—I got this, big guy." Klaus offered himself exposing his arm. "I—I love needles." He added. I mean, of course, he does. "Master Klaus. Your blood is... How should I say this? Too polluted." Pogo keeps getting funnier every day. It was harder to hold that laugh this time but since it was inappropriate I didn't.

"Move. I'll do it." Diego participates.

Grace then prepares the syringe, flicking it in front of Diego. Diego gave a short pussy whimper before losing consciousness and falling on the floor. I now remember how scared he was with needles.

I couldn't contain it anymore as I let out a half-suppressed laugh. Everyone shifted their gaze at me. It's always funny when Diego is the one to be made fun of.

"S-Sorry." I cleared my throat, I could feel Luther cutting my skin just by his unamused gaze. "I'll do it since none of my brothers can't." I proudly declared emphasizing the last part for Diego to hear.

"Stick her." Pogo nodded.

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After Grace collected blood from me, I head on to Klaus's room. I didn't have the guts to face Five and act as if nothing happened between us earlier morning.

Yeah, I'm a pussy okay. Stop acting like you guys aren't.

I have to admit. I'm not good with these kind of scenarios. I fell asleep for 13 years, and those particular duration were missed out events where I should be able to grasp the idea of having to love someone.

"I'm done listening to you! Just go away. Go away, please." I could hear Klaus talking to himself in his room. Is he on crack again?

I knocked and opened the door to see him arguing with air.

"Uhm... You good buddy?" I questioned entering the room.

"U-Uhh... Hey (Y/N)." Klaus's frown was replaced with a grin once he saw me and was soon dispersed before he hissed on space. He was hiding something from me behind his back.

I approached him and had no trouble reaching for whatever he was trying to refrain me from seeing. It was an innocent unicorn stuffed toy with an opening above its back that carried some nasty stuff. 'So this is where he hides his drugs.'

"Klaus's we talked about this..." I said with a tired expression, putting down the unicorn on his bed.

"Yeah, well, sobriety's overrated." He spoke, fidgeting his fingers. At first, I thought he was talking to me until he responded again before I could even say anything back. "Well, where has it gotten me? Where has it gotten me?! Nowhere!" Klaus argued, looking up into nothing.

'Is he communicating with a ghost?'

"I can't talk to the person I love. People... still don't take me seriously! I wanna be numb again." He stood up and proceeded to do his strange behavior. "Oh, yeah? Really." He answered to no one.

He was too infuriated to even acknowledge my existence in the room.

"Wow, playing the dead card again, huh? You need new material, bro."

"Klaus, who are you talking to?" I furrowed my brows, searching around the room for anyone's presence. "Just a nobody (Y/N), don't worry."

After blinking one more time, a man wearing a leather jacket appears in my view while having the pallet of tinted blue.

"A nobody? Really? Then what are you supposed to be?" A familiar voice has now entered the chat.

Klaus was indeed talking to someone.

My face immediately tilted to where that lovely voice came from. I blinked again, and I realized it was the lost brother we yearn for that everyone failed to save. "Ben...?" I whispered to myself, feeling a crack between his initials.

"You're a colossal wimp." I heard the man I haven't seen for so long evoked looking rather disappointed of Klaus's wants. "You're better than that. And Dave? He knew it too." He said seriously.

"Yeah, you're right. You're right. I'm—I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Klaus looked down and grabs the unicorn, staring as if he was genuine that he thinks what he is doing is wrong.

"Thank God." As soon as Ben turned the other way with an exhausted sigh, Klaus inserts the pill inside his mouth.

"SIKE!" Klaus yells in a jolly tone. "HAHAHAHA!" He cackles mockingly.

Suddenly, Ben backs out his arm, exerting enough energy to give Klaus a big deserving punch in the face. Immediately put my hand on my mouth out of shock that it was possible for Ben to do that. The pills were forced to withdraw from his cavern. Ben woke up today and chose violence.

"Ow!" Klaus's whine soon disappeared because he too shocked by a newly gained ability. Ben studies his hands and then Klaus, who also had the same reaction as me. "You just Patrick Swayzeed me." He comments.

"See? When you're sober, you could do anything! I mean, maybe you'll fly if you reach a year being sober!" I exclaimed.

Finally, the boy switches his focus to me. "(Y/N)?"

"Ben..." I muttered under my breath raising a hand to come for his aqua-colored skin that glowed before crashing into him and hugging him tightly, almost jumping to reach for his height. Seeing him and being able to touch his face is unbelievable. I couldn't accept that this was real and it was no dream. It's been years since I got to do this to him.

Why does the man above only take who showed kindness and solidarity? Ben deserved better, the world was cruel.

The world turned gray when Five went away but Ben's death created more impact on each of the members of the Academy that half of the reason why we are who we are today was because of this man standing before me. "Anyways, sorry about your statue." I jokingly remarked recalling the time One and Two were fighting.

"Klaus, this is amazing..! We have so much to catch up on! Did you know you could do this, Ben?!" I cheered excitedly, placing a hand on Ben's shoulder after having the small gesture of reunion. "Uh... I—I didn't... Klaus did."

Too bad, that certain ability wasn't build to occupy an extended time of utilization. The feeling of having Ben's figure completely disappeared. "Ben?" I asked. To Klaus's view, he was still there, but in mine, he was gone. "What happened?"

"I-I don't know how I did that."

"We might need to work on those powers, Klaus. That'll be very helpful."

Not only that. I want to talk to Ben again.

And maybe hear some advice about love.

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Fun Fact: (Y/N) and Ben were huge fans of Harry Potter and would spend their free time reading it together.

A/N: man i cant believe im almost done with this story ☹️ next chapter will contain five dont worry guys, ya'll will finally get what you guys ask for hEhuehuehuEhheu

QOTD: Have your ever disliked something and then changed your mind?

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