PinkParasol (PinkParagram)
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Allison paused, something ominous settling in the bottom of her stomach. “You… don’t have a name?”
The girl’s brows furrowed in confusion. “How come you don’t know that? I thought… aren’t you like me?”
“Like you?” Allison echoed.
The girl gestured to Allison’s wrist, and she glanced down by habit even though she knew what she’d find: that stupid umbrella.
Allison choked on her next breath, startling the girl, but before she could ask any of the million questions clogging her throat, Diego’s heavy footsteps approached from behind.
“Hey,” Diego greeted. “I didn’t see her up there, but it’s almost lunch time so I’m sure she’ll be down in a…” He trailed off as he caught sight of Allison’s face. Whatever he saw there was enough to stop him in his tracks. Allison’s eyes were glued to the little wrist sitting on the table, covered with a too-big pajama sleeve.
She found her voice. “Diego-”
“Number Thirteen!” Mom’s voice rang out as she swept into the kitchen and straight to the girl, cupping her hands around the child’s small face. “It’s so good to see you again, darling!”
Allison’s face went cold, and her fingers started to tingle.
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- Part 2 of The Price We Pay
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Excerpts from the journal of Sir Reginald Hargreeves:
7/6/07
The inaugural class of Umbrella Academy has failed. 0.05 and 0.06 are no more, and 0.02 and 0.07 have abandoned the Academy entirely. 0.03 shows signs of imminent departure, and 0.04 is rarely possessed enough of his own mind to participate in missions. Only 0.01 remains steadfastly loyal. For the sake of this world, plans are underway for subsequent iterations of Umbrella Academy.
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- Part 1 of The Price We Pay
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