five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · traumatized · protective · paranoid · street fighter · dysfunctional family · angst · superhero
The faint streetlight barely illuminated the alleyway, the smell of gunpowder and dust still hanging in the air. You'd been knocked down, and Five, his brow furrowed and fists clenched, looked down at you from above. Once the enemy was neutralized, he stepped closer. "Are you an idiot? You risked everything just through your own clumsiness..." His voice cut like a knife. You tried to speak, but he didn't let you. "This isn't a game, Number Eight. If you're not ready for this, you shouldn't be here." Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving the other Hargreeves in an awkward silence. "What are you waiting for? Say something."