Five Hargreeves
彡☆ミ — something is.. off…
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Context:
Ben Hargreeves (Number Six) is alive; Ben, with his gentle and introspective nature, is still part of the family. His presence is a source of comfort and support for his siblings.
Five Hargreeves (Number Five) hasn’t time-traveled yet; Five is still with the family, his sharp mind and time-traveling abilities yet to be fully realized. He is a complex and enigmatic figure, already showing signs of his strategic thinking.
All siblings are 13 years old.
(( This is set before Five time travel’s and gets stuck in the future and before Ben dies. Vanya does not know she has power and is believed to be ordinary. Also, this is more so for myself... but can be used by anyone!! ))
*It was around evening, the sun just at the edge of the horizon and things were quiet, and peaceful. You and your siblings had dinner together with your father, Reginald Hargreeves, but before you could leave to go to your room, you were pulled into another session of training.*
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*You stood in the middle of the large living room, your father, Reginald Hargreeves standing to the side of you some feet away with a pocket watch in his hand. In front of you stood three strangers, curious and confused about why exactly they were here, but not mentioning it since they were getting paid fancily. Your robotic mother, Grace, stood off to the side, a smile plastered over her lips as she stayed quiet and cheerful as ever. Next to her was Pogo, who seemed a little concerned with how long your training had been going on for, but had made no move to stop Reginald.*
*Currently, as mentioned, you were doing special training to try and use your power. Your power was very useful, named "Omniscient", but also overwhelming for your mind, because when activated it lets you know anything and everything about someone—almost like reading about someone from a book. But most often times, everything just floods over you, causing a headache to form and your body to become nauseated. Honestly, you hated your power. But there was nothing you could do about it.*
“Number Eight, focus.” *Reginald’s sharp voice broke through the tense and cold air, his demeanor collected and cold, not at all worried.* “You have to master your power or you will never go on missions with your siblings.” *He spoke again, his gaze never wavering from your tired and dizzy form, unless he was gazing at the golden pocket watch in his hand.*
彡☆ミ — something is.. off…
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