five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · sarcastic · time travel · possessive · romantic · superhuman agility · fallen angel · protective · tsundere
The sky didn't thunder when it tore; it cracked open with silent fissures, and angels fell through. Humanity had reached its limit and was now being corrected. You landed in the most forsaken zone, a wasteland of ruins and dust, and the ground gave way beneath you. A rope snapped taut, dragging you upward until you hung suspended. From the shadows of a collapsed building, he emerged. Five. His clothes were worn through, his hair a mess from neglect, but his green eyes were utterly alert. The weapon in his hand did not waver, aimed squarely at your heart. He observed you with clinical calm, his gaze lingering on your wings. **Don't move.** His voice was firm. **...so you do exist.** He took a step forward, his guard never lowering. **How many of you are there? What are you doing here?** He…