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Allison"
He whispered by her ear. His arms crossed lazily around her neck.the hot air of his breathing made her move faster.
"Allison"
She ignored the pleading in his voice. The tune that he will never use to spare his own life but for her - them - he will do it a hundred times and more.
"Allison. Pl.. Please?"
That made the salty tears slide on her wounded cheeks.a Loud sob falling from her lips. Her body trembled as she tried to keep a strong grip on his legs around her waist.
"you must.. leave"
He whispered weakly.leaning his head on her shoulder more.his Arms trying and failing to move away. She can feel the warm liquid on her back. Through the blue shirt she was wearing. Blood.
His blood.
"No"
She uttered stubbornly. Walking faster while hearing his small grunts of pain. She was hurting him but also he needs help. Every minute they spend here is reducing the chances of his survival.
"I'm not.. Not gonna make it"
"Let me be the judge of that"
She stumbled on small rock. Catching her self on last second.she almost fell and really didn't want that. She won't be able to stand again.
"C.. Claire needs y.. You"
"don't use her!"
She let her rage and pain in these words. It wasn't suppose to be like this. This was a trip to earn her family forgiveness after what she did in the oblivion hotel. She almost killed them by her actions.
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In this new world, everything is dull and strange. Ray wasn't the same man she loved. He was lost and hurt.so Allison let him go because If she didn't.. His love will turn to hate.
Allison will be broken beyond repair.
She regrets pushing that button and creating this madness but Claire was worth it.worth all of it.so once again she was missing her family. Not a husband. Not a daughter. But a brothers. She has six and none of them speaks to her.To be fair She wasn't trying .
Allison got Luther's number first. He was working as a shop keeper. Luther wasn't hard to find because he gives his number to everyone.. Looking for his wife. For Sloane.
The regret eats her up.
She called and on the first word he hangs up. Allison didn't call again and neither did he. Diego was next.her former vigilante brother is living in a small Crappy apartment in one of the worst neighborhoods.working as delivery guy.
Lila is not with him.
Diego almost punched her when she showed her face in his working place. Screaming insults and threats.
"I hope you're happy now"
She wasn't.
Klaus was sharing a place with Luther.still Looking for a job.he was sitting in the park.a newspaper and pen in hands.. Who would've thought? It took him three different timelines to grow up.
"Klaus.."
His expression changed. Confused and then cold. It wasn't good look on him. Klaus was always carefree and optimistic. And she stole that.
"I'm sure working as baker is not my thing"
Ignoring her like he always do with ghosts. Funny, he was ghosting her when he doesn't haven his power anymore.her legs moved back and she spend the car ride to her house crying.
Viktor slammed the door of the bar in her face. In the middle of the day. No words.. Only a silent rejection.
Ben shakes his head when he saw her"you're not a sister to me. My sisters are all dead and the only one who survived.. You killed her with your actions"
He wasn't her brother too.so why does it hurt to hear him say that?this Ben is not theirs. He was raised to be a competitor not a brother.yet he was better than her in this matter.
She couldn't find Five anywhere.knowing her brother.he always finds them but not the other way around. It was a lost cause really.. Five won't forgive her anyway.
She finds herself having a mental breakdown.
A week later, Claire was begging her to go to the new fun park. Allison agreed just to make her baby happy. At least she brought happiness to one of the important people in her life.
Claire ran. Played and enjoyed every second of this. Allison was expecting a call from commercials company.hoping her life got on the right track again. she was looking at her phone for fiften minutes. When she looked up to check on Claire her blood runs cold.
Claire was taking a sugar candy from a boy. He was older and wearing dark clothes. His back was facing her. Her knees barely helps her stand and walks .she tought her daughter to never trust strangers.never take anything from them then why?
She put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him harshly to the side. The boy was startled and that's when Allison takes a good look on his face.
Five.
He was thinner. His Hair longer and in casual clothes that was too big on his small frame.his appearance crushed her. This was her brother. Her Thirteen years old brother. Alone in this world with no one to take care of him.
Five's presence was always larger than any of them. What he lacks in height compensates with Intelligence and authority. Did they really dropped everything on this small boy?!
"Hi sis"
She burst with tears. Hugging him tightly. He was fifty-eight, grumpy and control freak. Now he didn't look any of those. He even called her a sister. He stands awkwardly in her embrace. Hands down and the height difference wasn't comfortable for him but he didn't push her.
"I'm sorry"Allison said while pushing her self from the hug" I'm sorry"
"I understand"
Because he does. Doesn't he? He spent forty-something years working to get back and save them. Why should Allison let go of her daughter after two years only? She didn't even did a quarter of the bad things he did.
"you should eat with us" Claire said suddenly. Despite her young age.She always catches things that Allison can't.
"No, I just-"
"I will make a special dinner" Allison offered with a smile.
He didn't give any answer So she grabbed his hand and pulled him after her. She was determined to fix her mistakes. Starting with her oldest brother.
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Five lost everything again. His family, his powers,His identity and dignity too. he was no one in this world. And what does no ones do? Lives in the streets. Steal what he can which was harder without his power.he tracked down his family and saw them struggling.
He can't be a problem for them.not after the hell he dragged them through.
Living in the apocalypse had been easier. The world was his. But now he share it with billions of people. Angry. Frustrated. Unforgiven people.
Five stole clothes first. The suit was choking the life out of him. The only store he could steal from was for men. He pulled a jeans and a black hoodie.others he didn't have time to look at. Changing his attire in the public bathroom.
Stealing food was harder. Stealing money was a nearly impossible.Reginald made this world too rightous. If he was caught they will take him to orphanage or worse.
He lived the days roaming the streets and Watching his family from distance. Reginald's face was everywhere on the screens. He was angry at the man for resetting the universe. This version of their long dead father is the worst.
"Old dogs indeed"
Both of them were men fighting for a purpose. For the family they lost. Wanting to reach the perfect world they wanted. As much as he hates to admit it but him and Reginald were similar in thinking.he sighed looking at the packet of crackers he stole that day. The last proper meal he had was at Luther's wedding and that was months ago.
Is this really what he fought for? He wanted a warm house. A family. A cup of coffee and maybe Viktor making one of his sandwichs for him.
Five wanted to laugh at his simple dreams.
There is no home only cold streets. No family only a tired adults trying to make it through. No coffee cause there's no money to pay for a cup. No Viktor to wait around for him this time.
He wanted to Cry So badly.
The handler was right. Five was made for apocalypses and assassinations.
A tool.
His legs leads him to the park. Families sitting around. Kids running between the games. The world is fine. Only him wasn't. A woman looks at him from head to toe. He felt exposed..what?
The woman searched her bag and then holds aThing for him with smile "take this dear"
His eyes moved to her face and his eyes widened"Mom"he whispers not believing this. Grace had a long hair and her smile was genuine. She was not his robot mother.Beautiful. Kind Grace was offering him a sugar candy.
"this line seems familiar" she smiled and he wanted to apologise. For killing her in the last time line. And maybe hug her and hides away.
"Mom" both of them turned to the small boy who came running.She smiled to the boy. Still holding the Candy for Five.He wrapped his fingers slowly around it.
"take care" she gave him her kindest smile and turns to the small boy. Holding his hand and walking away. She was a mother.he can't imagine her being anything else. Grace was the only mother he knew.even that was taken from him.
He sat for hours. Watching people comes and goes. The world turning and Five was the only thing that is not moving. He Can see Allison as a child running in the park. Innocent and happy. He smiles unconsciously.
Allison.
Allison....
Allison?
This was not Allison. This was a copy of her.did she de aged like him? No,the rest were fine. Then.. Oh.
Oh. This wasn't Allison. This was Claire. His niece.
Five couldn't turn his eyes away. He eventually lived long enough to see her.this was the reason Allison betrayed them. The reason she made a deal with their fucking dad. Five can't find it in himself to blame her. He stands up and walkers towards the girl.
She was pure. He can't touch her with his filthy hands. Instead he offered her the sugar candy with his softest smile. Claire narrows her eyes studying him. Such an Allison behaviour.
"Do I know you?" her head tilted with the question.
"No, but I know you"
"are you one of my uncles?"
Five was amazed. There was no way to confirm that he was related to her mother and yet this little girl knew.
"yes?"
Because he wasn't sure if Allison wants her daughter near him. If he was okay to be able to meet her.she gave him a wide grin. The sun is cold compared with Claire warm expression. She raised her hand to take it but then he was pushed to the side by force. He almost fell. God.. Months in this world and he was already losing his cautious.
It was Allison.
He stands there.seeing her pretty face lost it's sparks in a sea of pain and suffering. She wasn't happy. Tears slides down her cheeks and he had the urge to ran and never show around here again. But then her hands wrapped him in a hug. His face was held high to be on her shoulder. And she was benting down a little.
A hug?
The first one in a long long years and it was coming from the woman who declared her hate for him openly. The one who put all the blame and wrongdoings on his back.
Is it supposed to let his insides turns to liquid?is this why people hugs all the time?
Before he Can refuse. The mother and daughter pulled him after them for dinner. Allison saying she will make it special.
Special? For him?
Maybe this world is not bad. Maybe he Can find happiness here.
Maybe the handler was wrong.