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𝟷𝟽 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɢᴏ...

"In five, four, three, two..." The reporter counts down. "This is Jim Hellerman, reporting live for Channel 2 News outside of the Capital West bank at Main and Sixth. A group of heavily armed men stormed the bank not three hours ago and took an unknown number of hostages." The man says into his microphone.

The alarms blare inside the bank as one of the men shout. "Hey, get them behind the counter!" He waves his gun towards the group of panicked hostages.

"Now you've put me in a position where I gotta do something I don't want to do. Hmm?" The robber speaks into the radio he nabbed. "Shit!" He yells, lowering the radio from his face as Allison approaches him from behind.

She stretches on her toes, stopping beside the man as he turns to her.

"Hey, get back with the others." He orders her.

Allison looks down. "I heard a rumor."

"What? What did you say?" He leans forward.

She cups her hand next to her mouth. "I heard a rumor that you shot your friend in the foot." The words echo as the robber's eyes veil with white.

He looks down at his hand cocking his gun.

"Hey, dude." One of the other robbers pauses. "What the hell?"

The first man shoots one of his partners in the foot and he groans, falling down as his gun goes off causing hostages to scream.

The reporter, police officers, and everyone outside jump at the sound of gunfire and screams.

"We just heard shots from inside the bank." Jim sounds perplexed. "It's uncertain if any hostages have been harmed in that." He quickly glances over his shoulder when someone shouts.

"Up there!"

The camera pans up to a kid running across the roof.

"There's some movement on the roof. Possibly law enforcement." Jim presumes, having no idea that it was actually Luther.

Luther crashes through the glassed-ceiling landing on one of the robbers and immediately bashes his head into the counter before he sends the man flying across the bank and out one of the windows.

Everyone outside jumps or ducks.

"Looks like one of the armed robbers has been thrown from the bank." Jim declares.

"Guns are for sissies." Diego runs in. "Real men throw knives." He throws two of his knives out and they curve, landing in one of the armed men, sending him into the wall, and he falls down, leaving blood spots.

"I've been in many hostage situations, like this, and it can escalate very quickly." Jim turns to the camera.

"Get back, you freaks." One of the armed men hop on top of the counter, pointing his gun at Diego and Allison.

"Isn't freaks a bit above your vocabulary." Asher fake pouts, suddenly lay out on her stomach on the counter, resting her chin in her palm, as her feet dangle behind her.

The man jolts, backing away from her, resting one foot on the chair.

"Hey, be careful up there, buddy." Diego taunts.

"Get back now." The man demands.

"Wouldn't want you to get hurt." Allison adds.

"Or what?" Five appears sitting on the counter in front of Asher.

The man fires at Five but he's gone in the blink of an eye. The man grunts continuing to shoot as sweat starts pouring down his face immensely from Asher and he wipes his face against his jacket.

Five blinks behind him crossing his arms and the man quickly turns shoving his hand out and clicks a stapler, then clicks multiple times after, looking at the office tool in his hand with wide eyes.

"Ooh! That's one badass stapler!" Five exclaims before shoving the stapler into the man's forehead and his wobbles before falling backwards.

Another man rushes ready to fire at them and Asher swiftly raises her hand melting his gun before tilting her head and his shoulder begins to smoke before catching on fire. He screams, the melted gun running through his fingers as he pats his shoulder trying to put out the flames before ripping his jacket off.

"Beat that, stapler boy." Asher mocks, grinning up at Five. He stares down at her challengingly. 

"Although there's been no activity for a few minutes, we're gonna stay live on location to make sure we don't miss anything in this hostage situation at the Capital West bank." Jim reports.

"Do we really have to do this?" Ben looks at Luther and Klaus anxiously, body tensed up.

Klaus nods.

"Come on, Ben. There's more guys in the vault." Luther tells him.

Ben exhales. "I didn't sign up for this." He murmurs.

"Just do it fast and it'll be over quick." Asher nods, approaching with Five right behind her.

Some hostages with duct tape over their mouths and around their wrists begin to hurry out of the bank...

"Now we see the hostages. They- They're free." Jim stampers out. "They're scared, clearly, but they do seem to be unharmed." He observes.

Diego and Allison join the other, waiting outside of the office as they watch tentacles flying around and blood splatter against the glass as one of the men scream.

After a minute, the door knob clicks and Ben steps out, covered head to toe in blood. He looks at everybody, letting out a shuttering sigh.

"Can we go home now?" 

"People are coming out now. It's not the armed robbers." Hellerman pauses. "These are young schoolchildren in uniforms with masks on."

The 'Umbrella Academy' all waltz out of the bank, standing together on the step as cameras flash. Klaus rests his arm on Five's shoulder, his other one draped over Asher as she and Allison stood back to back tally. Luther holds his hand up to block the sun for a moment before nodding proudly as Ben looks down.

"Lower your weapon!" One of the officers yells.

"Jim Hellerman, Channel 2 News."

"How did you get in the bank?"

"What happened inside?"

People rush out their questions as pictures are being snapped.

Reginald makes his way down to the kids as they all spread out, holding their heads up high, Five and Asher smirking as Reginald approaches.

"Too bad I was more impressive today." Asher speaks lowly to Five, keeping her eyes straight ahead. "Better luck next time."

"Mmm, we'll see." Five hums, the two always at each other's throats about who can out perform the other for Reginald's test, and their first mission proved to be no different.

"Our world is changing." Reginald announces loudly to the crowd. "Has changed. There are some among us gifted with abilities far beyond the ordinary. I have adopted seven such children. I give you the inaugural class of the Umbrella Academy." He turns to Academy, purposefully stating six and not seven, as he just told Vanya moments ago she was not special as the other seven were.

"Mr. Hargreeves! Mr. Hargreeves. Channel 9 News." A lady gains his attention, holding out her microphone. "What happened to their parents?" She asks.

"They were suitable compensated." Reginald answers, moving to stand beside them.

"Are you concerned about the welfare of the children?" Another news anchor hollers out.

"Of course." Reginald responds. "As I am for the fate of the world."

Asher's veins surge with energy and warmth as straightens her shoulder.

This is just the beginning...

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Hey, heyyy!! Missed y'alll!!! Welcome back to Adust!!!

Missed this book so much omg!! I hope y'all enjoyed this chapterrr!! FINALLY a Five & Asher interactionnn, eekk!! Y'all get a taste of their dynamic when they were younger ;)

And Asher owning the entire academy & showing awfff!! Can't wait to write more of her powerssss, omggg.

Anywaysss, today is a special occasion which called for a day early of an update... HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDANNNN <33333

My man, my man, my man, idccc!! Everybody say happy bday to our silly, crazy sock wearing, serenade singing, fanfic writing, perfect casting for Five Hagreeves🎂🫶🏼🎉

Okay I'm done lol. Until next time, mwah!!