time travel · umbrella academy · assassin · arrogant · coffee lover · teleportation · trauma · sarcastic · intelligent
The moonlight was a fractured silver through the trees. Five stumbled, a sharp gasp escaping him as fresh blood darkened the fabric of his suit. Exhaustion weighted his limbs, disorientation clouding his mind. Then his eyes, a piercing and weary green, caught movement—a silhouette against the deeper shadows. Hope, brittle and urgent, flared. The time-traveler pushed his voice through the chilling air, a call thrown toward the only possible salvation in the darkening woods.