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Unknown Territory: Five x Fem Reader

Chapter 3: Run Boy Run

Five is aged up here.

Five Hargreeves

You

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Vanya Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Pogo

Grace

Comic Cha Cha - C.C.

Comic Hazel - C.H.

Cha Cha

Hazel

Everyone else is in white.

Grace starts the record player, a weatherman's voice reverberated throughout the room. Grace grabs a little bell and starts ringing it, soft chimes gaining the attention of the children.

All of them came to the dining hall one by one standing behind a chair waiting for their father to present himself.

Hargreeves finally makes his way into the room and gives them permission to sit.

Allison and Luther make eyes at each other as the rest of the kids start to dig into their meals. All of them except Five however whom was currently glaring daggers at his so called father. Ben pulls out a book to read Klaus was doing something secretive.

Five picks up his knife and stabs it into the table gaining everyone's attention including Hargreeves though he refused to look at him.

"Number Five."

"I have a question."

Five states with an annoyed smile on his face. He hated when Reginald did that it was like he saw them as less than.

"Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during meal times. You are interrupting Herr Carlson."

Five's frowns.

"I want to time travel."

"No."

"But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said."

Five stands from his seat. Hargreeves still refuses to look at him which causes Five to glare at him before teleporting at his side.

"See?"

Five was starting to get upset. Why couldn't he acknowledge that he was getting better. Aren't parents supposed to encourage their kids?

"A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel."

Five looked at his siblings but they were all ignoring the fit he was throwing.

"One is like sliding along ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn."

Five sighs to himself.

"Well, I don't get it."

"Hence the reason you're not ready."

Five glances at his siblings again this time they were all looking at him. Vanya shook her head at him signaling for him to stop. It only angered him because he didn't think they believed in him.

"I'm not afraid."

"Fear is not the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable."

Hargreeves finally looks at him, there as a fierce glare and deep frown on his face.

"Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore."

Five looked at him with eyes full of resentment, there was a look of contempt on his face.

Five glares at the ground as Hargreeves turns his attention back to his plate. Five walks out of the dining hall catching everyone's attention.

"Number Five! You haven't been excused."

Five ignored his statement and headed outside.

"Come back here!"

Five walks the streets with a determined look on his face. Who cares if his family didn't believe in him. He was going to show them. Show him. That he was ready. If Hargreeves wasn't going to show him how to time travel, he'll do it himself.

Five begins to run holding his hands out in front of him. His hands begin to shine a bright blue color and as he spreads his hands apart the trees that were once lifeless now had blossoming flowers and bright green leaves.

Five looks behind him and smiles, there were more people outside now and different stands, new restaurants.

"Not ready, my ass."

Now more confident he jumps again. This time snow filled the ground, the air was cold and frigid. There were few were people on the streets and now buildings were put on lease.

He jumps one last time and what he sees shocks him.

Everything was destroyed, buildings were either torn down to debris or on fire. There was no one walking around that he could see. The air was fogged from all the smoke, it was hard to breathe.

He looked around in panic, this was not what he had expected when he decided to jump. This couldn't be the future, how could the world go to shit so fast...

He turned to run, heading home to find his siblings only to come to the hard truth of his home being burned down. It was hard to believe that this happened, where was everyone?

"Vanya! Ben! Dad! Anyone!"

He was scared. He had to warn them what was about to happen.

He balled his fist ready to jump but nothing happened, his hands weren't glowing. He tried again and again but still nothing.

"Come on!"

He was starting to get frustrated with himself. He should be able to do this no problem, he did it before. He got here just fine, he should be able to jump back.

But his body refused, it wouldn't let him and he had to come to terms with the fact that his father was right.

"Shit!"

"Wow out one prison and into another."

You shake your head in disbelief, Five shrugs relishing in the feel of your hand playing with his brown locks as his head laid in your lap.

"Dolores makes it bearable."

"What about me?"

Five smiles at you teasingly.

"I could do without you."

You gave him a faux look of annoyance and pushed him off your lap causing him to laugh.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Come back."

Five reaches out for you still laughing.

"Cuddle up with your doll."

Five groans still reaching for you.

"She's not as warm as you."

You roll your eyes when Five wrapped his arms around you and placed his face in your stomach.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

"Oh please, you know you love me."

He had no idea.

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Five was currently walking the streets late at night after leaving Vanya's apartment. He was currently pissed off right now. He didn't know if it was because he no longer looked his age but his siblings were not taking anything he said seriously.

It didn't matter though because whether they were helping or not, Five was going to stop the apocalypse, He had to.

With his mind focused on one thing and one thing only he didn't notice the blue light that shined behind his back.

You watched as the figure walked further and further into the darkness in case it had been one of those people Five had warned you to watchout for at night. When the figure is a safe distance away from you; you stand from the ground and start to dust yourself off.

"Okay Five, where are you?"

You started to look around at your surroundings. You didn't know where you were supposed to go, it's been awhile since you've been here and it's even more different now that there were actual buildings around. You were used to seeing tons of merpeople back home but it was a relief to see actual people on the deserted land you came to know, up until now the only people you've interacted with had been Five, some of your ex coworkers at the commission and people that you either had to kill or were on the brink of death, all isolated conditions. Sure you didn't talk to the figure but it was a nice change.

You let out a yawn, slowly rubbing your tired eyes, you were exhausted after today. Finding Five would have to wait and with your tracker now out of your system you actually felt safe enough to get some rest.

With that in mind you went on a search to find a nice place to sleep however unbeknownst to you, there was someone else looming in the shadows waiting for the right moment to strike.

You had ended up finding some type of motel. You realized that you didn't have any money on you but the staff was nice enough to cut a deal with you for the night. The guy had directed you to a small room, it wasn't very nice looking and it didn't have conditioning but you were happy with it regardless.

You moved one of the dressers near the door seeing as they put you in a room with no lock, you took a cold bath before checking the window and finally heading to bed.

Outside of the Motel, a taxi pulled up and out stepped two of the four assassins sent to take care of you and Five. A man and woman dressed in blue suits. Hazel and ChaCha.

The two walked into the building and spoke with the staff. The man hands them a key card.

"Room 225."

The two of them look at the man confused. Or ChaCha did Hazel looked around disinterested.

"Where's the other room?"

The other room happened to be the broken down room he had ended up giving to you. He didn't want to admit it so he lied.

"Um... Only one room was booked."

Hazel sighs and whispers to himself.

"Dammit I'm sick of this cost-cutting bullshit."

"Just tell me there's two beds."

ChaCha says firmly.

"Yes Ma'am. Real firm."

ChaCha was not amused.

"How long will you be staying with us?"

"Just the one night. I believe there's a package waiting for us."

The guy nods at her and goes to grab it. He comes back with a box addressed to them. ChaCha grabs the box while Hazel grabs the key card and they go about their day.

Not too far from the motel was an abandoned laboratory, It was dark and dusty, the owner clearly hadn't been there in years. The whirl of machinery started to sound and soon multiple different red lights started to fill the room.

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Griddy's was surrounded by different cop cars, there was caution tape surrounding the building and faint drops of blood on the ground. Agnes sat in one of the booths, she was still shaken up about the events that transpired.

One of the cops who went by the name Detective Patch walked around the building shocked by the amount of bodies.

"This is a once in a blue moon type situation, I'd say."

"I'm inclined to agree."

Her boss sighed.

"Same gun on every vic, all M4s. All the castings are .223s."

She informs him of the findings.

"Know what I think? I think these idiots all shot each other."

She said confidently, her boss added to the statement.

"And stabbed. One in the throat."

He shivered.

"One in the eye, and this guy got his neck snapped."

He falls joining her on the ground to inspect the body.

"All quick and efficient kills."

"These are definitely professionals. Dumb, but professionals. Any witnesses?"

"Yes, one."

He points at Anges. Patch walks up to the woman wanting to ask her about what happened.

"It was a slow night. It was quiet. My last two customers were this.. older guy and— and his kid."

Patch nods.

"The guy had a dough— No, that's not right. The guy had an éclair, and the kid had— had coffee. I went-- I went into the back room... To just get some more change. Then I heard his truck start up. They drove away."

Anges recounts remembering the gun shots.

"I heard shots."

She remembered jumping under the desk, cowering until the guns stopped.

"By the time I got back in here. Everyone was..."

She couldn't say it, she wanted to cry.

"Was you know."

"Was there anyone else in the shop?"

Patch asked gently. Agnes shook her head.

"I'm sorry, not to be rude, 'cause you seem super sweet, but..."

She pauses remembering the brunette man who was dressed in dark clothing and a green jacket that came earlier that night.

"do I have to go through all this again?"

Patch was confused.

"Again?"

"Well I already told the other detective everything."

Patch made an annoyed look, she knew who it was but she had to ask anyway.

"What other detective?"

Diego walks out from the back of the building. He sighs when he sees all the police outside of his exit door.

"Shit. Hang on, let me—"

He tried to talk but Patch wasn't having any of it and tases him. She cuffs him and berates him as she walks him towards the front of the store. Diego tries to flirt to get under her skin and she ends up taking his walkie and everything else important that he had besides his mask.

"That you can keep."

"You used to like that."

"Not anymore."

"Where's Lupo?"

"Not here."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Nope."

Diego sighs.

"By the way, this thing might look like a botched robbery, but my gut's telling me something else is going on here."

Patch rolls her eyes.

"Look, the waitress, she mentioned that Ishmael's Tow Truck guy. Maybe they saw something."

"You're not police, Diego, remember?"

"Yeah, I know."

He says sarcastically as she puts him in the back of the police car.

"Do you? Because you show up and act like you can be a part of this, and you can't, not anymore."

She says to him closing the door, sometimes she felt like she was a mother scolding a child when it came to him.

"I'm good at this. You know I can help you. Ask Lupo."

"I know you give me agita. And I do not need... I do not want your help. And I'll make sure the boss talks to Lupo."

Diego glares at her, he was frustrated. His whole life, taught to fight crime and people act like he can't even do that.

Patch walks off as a crowd of people look at the commotion at Griddy's, Hazel and ChaCha being apart of the crowd. ChaCha was silently judging the agents that were burnt to a crisp outside of the building.

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You woke up to the sound of the soft chirping of the birds, their little song reminding you of Tigger. Though you couldn't hear him then, his dancing told you he was.

You smiled as you listened to their song wanting to join in with them. You finally stand up to get ready for the day.

You looked at yourself in the mirror there was a small splatter of blood on your suit, faint enough at night but not quite in the day. You took it off and started to wash your face. While washing your face you had the urge to drink from the sink, you hadn't had water in a while and you needed it in your system to be able to use your powers, C.H. and C.C. was currently after you and you had no idea where they were. You never know when you need to turn into a mermaid (less likely) or blow out someone's eardrums.

After mulling over your options you decided it's better safe than sorry and drunk from the sink. Your skin was starting to gain some color and you felt way better.

After that you walked out and had a chat with the staff member from the night before. You waved at him as you left.

"See you later, I will have your money by then. Thank you."

You walked out and smiled as the sun beamed down on your skin, you used to have a bad relationship with the sun. Being alone on a deserted land, crawling around with a heavy tail while being dried out will do that. But over the years it's become a solace, after meeting The Handler everything had become dark but the sun was always there shining bright and you had begun to admire it.

It was nice to see the sky, it was just as blue as the ocean. You hadn't gotten to see it like this before. The air was filled with smoke around the time you came on land, it polluted the sky and other times you were too occupied to notice it when taking care of business.

There was nature, birds, trees, people, lots of people not the lifeless corpses you've come to see across your many years on land.

This was what your mom saw, the way she described the human world before she...

You let out a deep sigh. As you were walking past a park, a terrorized scream filled the air.

And just like that, you were reminded that the human world was in fact not like the stories your mother told you.

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shiveratic · 11 months

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HIGHWAY TO HELL: PLAYLIST (season one)

HIGHWAY TO HELL: AC/DC

SOUL KITCHEN: THE DOORS

SMOOTH OPREATOR: SADE

MAD ABOUT YOU: HOOVERPHONIC

MOONLIGHT; KALI UCHIS

GURELLIA RADIO: RAGE AGANIST THE MAICHENE

GOO GOO MUCK: THE CRAMPS

PEPPERS: LANA DEL REY

FIENSE: BRUNO MARS

UPTOWN GIRL: BILLY JOEL

HOUSE OF MEMORIES: PANIC! AT THE DISCO

VICTORIOUS; PANIC! AT THE DISCO

AIN'T NO MOUTAIN HIGH ENOUGH: MARVIN GAYE, TAMMI TERREL

AS IF IT'S YOUR LAST: BLACKPINK

EVIL: MELANIE MARTINIEZ

HIGHWAY TO HELL: PLAYLIST (season two)

HIGHWAY TO HELL: AC/DC

LIVING DEAD GIRL: ROB ZOMBIE

GOSSIP: MANESKIN, TOM MORELLO

SHE KEEPS ME UP: NICKLEBACK

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE: GUNS N' ROSES

RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM: MAXINE NIGHTINGALE

MARIA MARIA: SANTANA, THE PRODUCT G&B

SOAP: ENTRO

LUXURIOUS: GWEN STEFIANI

THE CHAIN: FLEETWOODMAC

LIVIN' LA VIDA LOCA: RICKY MARTIN

RYTHM NATION: JANET JACKSON

LOVE SHACK: THE B-52'S

MAMMAMIA: MANESKIN

PHYSCO KILLER: TALKING HEADS

WALK THIS WAY: AEROSMITH

HIGHWAY TO HELL: PLAYLIST (season three)

HIGHWAY TO HELL: AC/DC

REMEMBER THE TIME: MICHEAL JACKSON

LOVE SHOT: EXO

SHINUNOGA E-WA: FUJII KAZE

KNEE SOCKS: ARCTIC MONKEYS

HOUSE OF CARDS: BTS

PARTY MONSTER: THE WEEKEND

WHERE DID YOUR HEART GO?: WHAM!

ULTRAVIOLENCE: LANA DEL REY

GET FREE: LANA DEL REY

VICTORIOUS: PANIC! AT THE DISCO

I DID SOMETHING BAD: TAYLOR SWIFT

OFF TO THE RACES: LANA DEL REY

PROM SONG (GONE WRONG): LANA DEL REY

SMARTY: LANA DEL REY

CALL ME BABY: EXO

BECAUSE OF YOU: LANA DEL REY

BLACK SHEEP: METRIC

HIGH BY THE BEACH: LANA DEL REY

HIT THE ROAD JACK: JEFF SAVAC, THE CAERTTS

TREAT ME LIKE A SLUT: KIM PETRAS

THEY WANNA FUCK: KIM PETRAS

RUNAWAY RUNAWAY: MARS ARGO

HOUSE OF BALLONS / GLASS TABLE GIRLS: THE WEEKEND

CHARACTER INFORMATION: 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭

𖤐⭒๋࣭ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑

NUMBER ONE: CELESTE PIRCE

NUMBER: UNO

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "There's my pretty girl, long time no see!"

ABILITY: REALITY SHIFTING/ MAINUPLATION, CAN SHIFT PERCIPITIONS OF REALITY, LIKE MOVING THROUGH MIRRORS, MAKING BUILDINGS MOLD, WALK ON BUILDINGS, TURN PEOPLE'S PERCEPTION UPSIDE DOWN, AND ABILITY TO FORM THINGS FROM REALITY MAINUPLATION, USUALLY WEAPONS.

DRAWBACKS: CRIMINALLY INSANE USER, CAN DRIVE PEOPLE THE ABILITY IS USED AGANIST TO THE POINT OF MADNESS , DIZZINESS, OVERUSE OF THE ABILTY CAN CAUSE THE USER TO HAVE SEVERE HALLUICANATIONS AND BLOODLUST.

APPEREANCE: SHE HAS BLACK, SHORT MESSY AND CURLY HAIR. IT STOPS RIGHT AT HER LOWER NECK, AND IS USUALLY TUCKED BEHIND HER EARS. SHE IS FLIPPINO WITH A TANISH, OLIVE SKIN COLOR. SHE HAS A ROUND NOSE AND SLANTED BRIGHT GREEN EYES. SHE HAS LONG EYELASHES AND A MOLE RIGHT BELOW HER BOTTOM LIP. SHE HAS A JAWLINE, BUT HER FACE IS SOFT AND ELEGENT. HER BLACK BANGS ARE USUALLY VISIBLE BUT SPILT IN THE MIDDLE. SHE IS 5'8, AND HER BODY TYPE IS MEDIUM/ BUFF. SHE USUALLY WEARS A BLACK DRESS, WITH PUFFED SLEEVES AND A LITTLE CLEVAGE SHOWING WITH LACE DETAILING. IT STOPS AT HER HIGHER THIGJD BUT SHE HAS A PINSTRIP BLAZER. IT IS USUALLY BUTTONED IN THE MIDDLE AND FLARRED OUT AT THE BOTTOM. SHE ALSO IS USUALLY SEEN IN BLACK HEELS OR PLATFORMS

NUMBER TWO: RUTH PIRCE

NUMBER: DOS'

AGE: PHYSCIALLY (16) MENTALLY (34)

QUOTE: "Someone please shut Celeste the fuck up."

ABILITY: PORTAL MAKING/ CREATION, CAN CREATE PORTALS TO ANY AREA USER DESIRES, USUALLY NO LIMIT UNLESS IT IS BACK IN TIME OR BEHOND USUAL PHYSICS LIKE OUTERSPACE, CAN MAKE PORTALS ON ANY SURFACE HER HAND TOUCHES AND CAN ALSO CREATE THEM WITH HER FEET OR FLICK OF THE WRIST, TECHINCAL TELEPORTATION, CAN PULL RANDOM OBJECTS OR PEOPLE OUT FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PORTAL.

DRAWBACKS: PORTALS ARE NOT ALWAYS STABLE DEPENDING ON THE USERS STATE, VERY RARELY TAKES USER SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT FROM WHERE THEY WANT TO BE, POWER IS PRACTICALLY USELESS IF ARMS AND LEGS ARE TIED UP, POWERS AUTOMATICALLY SHUT DOWN WHEN INTOXICATED.

APPERANCE: RUTH HAS SHORT AND MESSY DARK AND PINK HAIR. IT IS SPLAYED OUT IN ALL DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS AND VERY SOFT LOOKING. HAD BANGS THAT SHADOW OVER HER MAGENTIC AMBER BROWN EYED THAT HAVE HINTS OF WHISKEY GOLD IN THEM. SHE IS MEXICAN AND HAS THE BODY OF A SIXTEEN YEAR OLD DUE TO CLASSIFIED INFORMATION. HAS FRECKLES AND A BUTTON NOSE AND BRUISED LIPS. SHE ALSO HAS HEAVY EYEBAGS. SHE IS ALSO 5'1, AND IS USUALLY SEEN WEARING A ACADEMY UNIFORM. IT HAS A RED, FORMAL BLAZER WITH WHITE OUTLINE AND IS USUALLY BUTTONED IN THE MIDDLE. IT ALSO HAS CUFFS AND A EMBLEM OF A SHIELD ON THE TOP RIGHT CORNER. UNDERNEATH IS A BUTTONED UP WHITE SHIRT WITH A COLLAR AND RED AND GOLD TUCKED IN TIE. FINALLY, SHE USUALLY HAS A RED MID-THIGH RED SKIRT ON WITH WHITE SOCKS AND BLACK MARY JANES.

NUMBER THREE: ASTRO PIRCE

NUMBER: TRES'

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "After everything, it's still you.."

ABILITY: ELECTROMAINUPLATION / ELECTRICTY & LIGHTING MAINUPLATION. CAN SHOCK PEOPLE, LIGHT THINGS UP, ELECTROCUTION, LIGHT MAINUPLATION, ELECTROMAGNETIC WATER, SLIGHT SOUNDWAVE MAINUPLATION AROUND ALOT Of LIGHTS.

DRAWBACKS: USER CAN ACTUALLY BE SHOCKED THEMSELF, CANNOT FEEL BELOW HER LOWER ARMS, NUMB NERVES AND STRAIN, NAUESA, DIZZINESS, USER CAN FACE PREMENT NERVE OR EYE DAMAGE FROM OVERUSE.

APPERANCE: ASTRO USES SHE/THEY PRONOUNS. SHE HAS LONG, WAVY AND DAMP LOOKING WHITE HAIR. IT IS USUALLY TIED UP IN A LOW PONYTAIL AND HER BANGS SHADOW OVER HER EYES. SHE IS KOERAN AMERICAN AND HAS PALE SKIN. SHE ALSO HAS MOLES AND A FAINT SCAR ON HER BOTTOM LIP. HER EYES ARE SLANTED AND A YELLOW- LIGHT HAZEL SHADE. SHE HAS A ROUND JAWLINE AND HAS RED MARKS UNDER HER EYES. THEIR HEIGHT IS AROUND 5'7. THEY ARE USUALLY WEARING BUTTON UP SHORTS THAT HAVE BUTTONS AND THE ENDS OF THEM ARE USUALLY ROLLED UP OR CUFFED. AS FOR A TOP, SHE USUALLY WEARS A WHITE SHIRT WITH STRIPES AND SHORT SLEEVES. SHE ALSO USUALLY HAD SANDALS OR BROWN CONVERSES ON.

NUMBER FOUR: VIOLET PIRCE

NUMBER: CUATRO

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "They're all emotionally stunned children..my god."

ABILITY: INVISIBILTY, THE ABILITY TO TURN INVISBLE AND NONSEEING, CAN TOUCH AND TALK TO PEOPLE WHILE INVISBLE, CAN HOLD UP TO SIX HOURS, SLIGHT REALITY MAINUPLATION LIKE MAINUPLATING REFLECTIONS.

DRAWBACKS: CAN FLICKER IN AND OUT OF BEING INVISBLE AND VISIBLE WHEN WET, TOUCHED BY SOMEONE, OR EXTREME EMOTIONS, CAN BECOME STUCK INVISBLE FOR DAYS AT A TIME IF OVERUSED, EASILY SPOTTED IN SHADOWS.

APPERANCE: VIOLET IS A YOUNGER LOOKING GIRL. SHE HAS BLONDE HAIR THAT IS USUALLY TIED INTO A BRAIDED BUN. SHE ALSO USUALLY HAS A BLUE RIBBON HOLDING IT TOGETHER. HER BLONDE BANGS ARE USUALLY DISHELVED BUT HOVER RIGHT BELOW HER EYEBROWS. SHE HAS TAN SKIN BUT SHE IS WHITE. SHE IS ALSO BRITISH AND HER EYES ARE A DEEP BLUE COLOR. SHE HAS A ROUND JAWLINE AND A BEAUTY MARK NEAR HER RiGHT EYE AND BOTTOM LIP. SHE ALSO IS USUALLY WEARING A BUTTON UP WHITE SHIRT. USUALLY THERE IS A BLUE TIE AROUND IT AND SHE HAS A WHITE AND BLUE CARDIGIN ON. VIOLET IS AROUND 5'4. SHE ALSO USUALLY IS WEARING A LONG WHITE SKIRT OR IT STOPS ABOVE HER KNEES. SHE ALSO HAS WHITE SOCKS ON AND BLUE CHUNKY SHOES, BUT SOMETIMES THEIR BEAT UP CONVERSE.

NUMBER FIVE: HIRAEITH PIRCE

NUMBER: CINCO

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "Can't just pull a dead person out of the ashes to talk to them and have tea, not how it works."

ABILITY: CAN TALK TO THE DEAD AND USE THEIR ABILITIES, CAN BECOME POSSESED, PHASE THROUGH WALLS (POSSESED), CAN TURN INVISIBLE (POSSESED), ENHANCED FIGHTING ABILITIES, EXTREME FLEXIBILITY, TECHINCAL IMMORTALITY??

DRAWBACKS: PARANOIA AND HALLUICANATIONS, SOMETIMES CAN'T BECOME UNPOSSESSED AFTER A WHILE, SOMETIMES GHOSTS AREN'T FRIENDLY, FATIGUE, NAUSEA, WEAK IMMUNE SYSYEM.

APPERANCE: HIRAEITH HAS SHORT, CURLY BLACK HAIR. IT IS USUALlY TUCKED BEHIND HER EARS, SHOWING OFF THE MULTIPLE PIRCEINGS SHE HAS. SHE IS ONLY 5'3. SHE IS MIXED WITH KOERAN, ITALIAN AND MEXICAN. SHE HAS A RASPY AND TIRED SLIGHT ITALIAN ACCENT, FROM HER TIME IN ITALY AND BEING RAISED THERE BEFORE SHE WAS ADOPTED. SHE HAS BLUEISH INDIGO EYES WITH A ALMOST PURPLE UNDERTONE. SHE HAS A SHARP JAWLINE AND ALMOST SCARY APPERANCE. SHE USUALLY IS WEARING A BLACK DRESS OR SWEATER. ALTHOUGH, SHE USUALLY WEARS A TIGHTFITTING BLACK LONG SLEEVE SHIRT WITH WHITE LACE DETAILING. SHE ALSO WEARS A PAIR OF BLACK LOWAISTED JEANS OR A BLACK JEAN SKIRT. USUALLY HER LEGS ARE COVERED BY LEGGINGS, OR FISHNETS AND HIRAEITH USUALLY WEARS COMBAT BOOTS.

NUMBER SIX: CHIYO PIRCE

NUMBER: SEIS'

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "SOMEONE TELL RUTH TO STOP SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY!!"

ABILITY: SEDUCTION / THE ABILITY TO MAKE ANYONE FALL IN LOVE WITH HER, WHEN IN LOVE PEOPLE BEND TO HER WILL, MIND MAINUPLATION, HYPNOTIZIM, SELF-SACFRICE.

DRAWBACKS: PEOPLE THE ABILITY IS USED ON USUALLY BECOME OBESSED WITH HER, VICTIMS USUALLY COMIT MURDER IN HER 'NAME', PARANOIA.

APPERANCE: CHIYO HAS SOFT, TIED BACK PINK HAIR. IT IS USUALLY TIED BACK INTO TWO SMALL PIGTAIL BRAIDS AND PINK FLOWERS ARE TIED INTO IT. HER LOOKS ARE OTHERWORDLY, ALMOST ANGELIC. SHE IS KOERAN AND HAS PALE SOFT SKIN, SHE HAS ALOT OF MOLES AND BEAUTY MARKS ON HER FACE. SHE HAS BANGS THAT ARE DISHELVED AND HOVER ABOVE HER EYEBROWS. CHIYO ALSO HAS A BUTTON NOSE. HER FACE IS DIAMOND SHAPED WITH A TOUCH OF SOFTNESS TO IT. SHE USUALLY WEARS DRESSES, ONES THAT ARE WHITE AND HAVE FLOWER DESIGNS. SHE ALSO USUALLY HAS PUFFY SLEEVES AND SOME OF HER CHEST IS SHOWING. ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HER NECK, SHE HAS A HEART SHAPED BRITHMARK. SHE ALSO USUALLY HAS WHITE TIGHTS OR FISHNETS ON. SHE FINALLY, USUALLY HAS GREEN PLATFORMS OR CONVERSES ON.

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NUMBER SEVEN: NOEL PIRCE

NUMBER: SIETE'

AGE: 24

QUOTE: "For the last time, I don't eat brains."

ABILITY: LIVING DEAD GIRL / ZOMBIE ANATOMY, HAS THE APPERANCE OF A ZOMBIE (CLASSIFIED INFORMATION), TELEKNISIS, CAN WITHSTAND MUCH MORE THEN A AVERAGE HUMAN (NOT IMMORTAL), CAN CONTROL PLANTS, HYPNOTIZIM.

DRAWBACKS: CHRONIC BODY ACHES AND MIGRAINES, BLOODLUST (DOESNT EAT BRAINS), BELIVING THAT SHE'S IMMORTAL, SOMETIMES HAS EPLITIC EPISODES, POTS, VERY LOW IRON.

APPERANCE: NOEL HAS THE APPERANCE OF A ZOMBIE, HER SKIN IS A FAINT PALEISH GREEN. SHE HAS RATTED, WHITE HAIR WITH A FEW GREEN HIGHLIGHTS. SOME PEOPLE SAY THEY SPOTTED DRY BLOOD IN IT. SHE HAS FADED GREEN EYES, ALMOST LOOKING BLIND. SHE HAS A LARGE BONE MARK IN HER NECK BUT IS USUALLY COVERED WITH HER TURTLENECK. SHE HAS A ROUND JAWLINE AND SHARP NOSE. SHE IS AROUND 5'5. SHE HAS A BONE STICKING OUT OF HER HIP, AND LEFT WRIST. SHE ALSO HAS ALOT OF NASTY SCARS BUT SHE COVERS HERSELF UP. SHE IS USUALLY SEEN WEARING A GREEN OR BLACK TURTLE NECK, LONG SLEEVE SHIRT. SHE ALSO WEARS BLACK AND PALE GREEN ARMY SKIRTS. HER LEGS ARE USUALLY COVERED IN TIGHTS AND BEAT UP, DIRTY SHOES.

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NUMBER EIGHT: CARMEN PIRCE

NUMBER: OCHO

AGE: 24

QUOTE: “Oh no darling, I just want your head on a pike! That’s all!”

ABILITY: FIRE MAINUPLATION, CAN CREATE FIRE OUT OF NOTHING, CAN MAKE THINGS BLOW UP, FIRE CONTROL, CAN TOUCH FIRE WITHOUT BEING BURNED, CAN AIM FIRE AT PEOPLE, SET BUILDINGS ON FIRE.

DRAWBACKS: WHEN USER FEELS INTENSE EMOTIONS LIKE EMBRASSMENT OR ANGER FLAMES CAN BECOME OUT OF CONTROL, UNSTABLE EMOTIONS, POWERS SHUT DOWN WHEN INTOXICATED, POWERS EASILY ACTIVATED.

APPERANCE: SHE HAS BROWN, LONG HAIR, IT IS IN A BLOWOUT AND WOLF-CUT STYLE. SHE IS MEXICAN AND HAS BROWNISH RED EYES. SHE IS AROUND 5'6. AND SHE HAS A LARGE SCAR THROUGH HER LEFT EYE. SHE HAS MORE SHARP FEATURES AND HAS A DIAMOND FACIAL SHAPE. SHE HAS A ROUND NOSE WITH FRECKLES. CARMEN USUALLY WEARS A RED, LONG SLEEVE SHIRT. USUALLY WITH A LACE DETAILING AND THE SLEEVES START PAST HER COLLARBONES. SHE ALSO HAS ON EITHER A JEAN SKIRT OR BLACK OR RED BAGGY PANTS. USUALLY WEARING RED CONVERSES AS WELL. SHE HAS ANOTHER SCAR IN HER CUPIDS BOW LIP. HER BROWN HAIR IS USUALLY PUT HALFWAY UP WITH A HAIRCLIP AND HER BANGS ARE BLOWN OUT AND PUSHED TO THE SIDE.

CHARACTERS AESTETHICS; 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𖤐⭒๋࣭

NUMBER ONE: CELESTE PIRCE (THE INSANITY)

NUMBER TWO: RUTH PIRCE (THE WEARY)

NUMBER THREE: ASTRO PIRCE (THE RADIANCE)

NUMBER FOUR: VIOLET PIRCE (THE LONELINESS)

NUMBER FIVE: HIRAEITH PIRCE (THE BELDAM)

NUMBER SIX: CHIYO PIRCE (THE AMOR)

NUMBER SEVEN: NOEL PIRCE (THE WALKING DEAD)

NUMBER EIGHT: CARMEN PIRCE (THE BLAZE)

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