#nofive

wanna   tell   me   what’s   going   on? - @nofive​​

          “I’m scared.” Ben’s voice comes quietly. His small shape in the closet is easy to miss among the musty coats and boxes, but Five has found him, as he always does. Ben really wishes he hadn’t. “I don’t want to spar today.”

          He sniffs and tugs the collar of his sweater vest over his nose and chin, hiding, like a cuttlefish hides in nooks and swaying sea anemones. If he could, he thinks he’d like to disappear completely.

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      WHY    HAD    SHE    EVER    WISHED    TO    BE    EXTRAORDINARY    ?    powers come with responsibilities    ,    ones she didn’t have before    ;    ones that    ,    if she wasn’t careful    ,    could kill someone.    but she’d already done that    ,    hadn’t she    ?    that’s something she never thought she’d check off her bucket list    –    murder.

      why did she ever    –    for a single goddamn minute    ,    want to be like her siblings    ?    they never had normal lives.    she did.    she had normalcy    !    & instead she wished to belong    ,    to relate to her family in some way    ,    to stop hearing her father’s voice tormenting her.

      the thought accelerates her heartbeat    ,    a reminder to keep calm.    breath in    ,    breath out.    she has to relax    –    that’s why they’re here in    .    .    .

      where exactly is she ?    attention shifts to the alleyway    ,    the flash of a theatre puncturing her thoughts.    heavy hand brushes through brunette locks    ,    body leaning against the nearest wall.    everything above her neck aches.    the memory of the gunshot sending a wave of pain through her entire body.

      fingers clench within her hair    ,    peripheral catching her attention with a bright light.    another portal & suddenly she’s not alone    –