n. the moment you realize that you're currently happy-consciously trying to savor the feeling-which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it's little more than an aftertaste.
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I continue looking at Marah as Vanya tries to calm everyone down. 'She looks so different, yet similar.' I think to myself.
I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of someone being pushed.
I see Klaus flipping over the coffee table, having been pushed by Ben, who he probably pissed off.
"Hey! What the hell?" I hear Vanya yell.
"You didn't have to do that!" Luther exclaims, looking towards Ben. I look at Marah, seeing her with an amused look on her face.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure I did!" now alive Ben yells.
"He did." One of his siblings adds.
"Get back!" the black man in front of Marah yells.
Him and Luther start throwing punches at each other. I look around, knowing this is gonna end in a fight.
"Luther, hey!" Vanya yells, trying to calm the situation down.
"Back off!" Luther grunts, being shoved backwards over the couch towards where Klaus is.
I notice Dad and the woman walk away and go through one of the secret tunnels we used as kids.
Vanya and Allison go into the foyer where we arrived, fighting four of the siblings.
Marcus and Luther continue to fight behind the couch. Ben walks up to me, ready to fight as Diego fights off the cube. Marah stands up on the balcony watching all of us.
"Come at me, litter box!" Diego yells at the cube. The cube starts saying something none of us can understand. "Hey! Listen, listen I have amazing hair, all right? This was era-appropriate!" Diego groans as the cube shoots out a red beam towards Diego. "That all you got?"
Ben and I start fighting. He get's me in a choke hold, causing me to blink away. "You're alive. That's great...or possibly horrible. I'm not really sure yet."
"Is this some weird kind of smack talk?" Ben asks.
"It's more of an existential problem, really, Ben." I respond.
"Awesome. Well, here's your next problem." Ben takes his tentacles back out, causing me to blink up to the balcony where Marah is.
"What are you doing here with them?" I ask.
"Well talk later. My room is the biggest one on the third floor. You'll find me there." Marah whispers, pointing over my shoulder.
I look over my shoulder to see Ben get his tentacles back out. Blinking out of the way, I appear behind him. "You know, even though you're a total asshat now..." I punch him hard, knocking him to the ground. "...it's nice to see you again, really."
I see Diego jump on the cube and starting to punch it. "Who's your daddy? I'm your daddy! Who's...your...daddy?"
Diego screams. I look into the foyer to see Allison and one of the sparrows fighting. Vanya is fighting another sparrow on the other side of the table.
"I don't wanna fight you!" Vanya yells.
"Aww! Did you wanna be best friends?" the sparrow mocks.
"You sure do need more, Jamie." I hear Marah yell from across the foyer.
"Fuck off, daddy's girl." the sparrow, Jamie, yells.
I look over towards Allison to see her punch one of the sparrows, receiving the punch to her own face. I furrow my brows, looking to see the sparrow inching towards her. I blink to her and grab her before she can be crushed.
We blink up to the second floor. Allison pants. "Thanks."
"No problem." I respond, looking around and seeing the girl, Jamie, walking towards us.
"Hey, short pants. What's up?" Jamie asks.
"Go help the others. I got this one." I say to Allison.
"Okay." Allison says. She nods her head, walking away.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Marah at the other side of the hallway.
"What are you, their mascot?" Jamie asks.
I smirk to her, blinking behind her and punching her in the jaw. She falls to the ground, looking up at me.
"More like their ringer." I respond. She looks towards me and spits black goo at me.
"Ugh. Hey, gross, all right?" I say, wiping away the goo on my face. I look around me to see my vision getting slightly dazed before it refocuses. "The hell?"
"Marah?" I whisper, seeing her walk towards me.
"Hey, love." Marah smiles.
"You remember me?" I ask, walking closer to her.
"I'll always remember you." Marah whispers. I lean towards her placing my hands on her face. "Are you just going to stare or are you going to kiss me."
I lean towards her, our lips connecting slowly. The kiss starts slow before it gradually gets more passionate. I hear someone talking behind us, but I can't make out what they're saying. I suddenly feel someone punch me, sending me rolling down the stairs.
I land at the bottom of the stairs. I see Luther fighting with one of the sparrows as three of them watch. I find Allison and see one of the sparrows following after us. We start to run, running into Luther.
"Luther, we're leaving! Come one!" I yell, running past Luther with Allison on my tail.
'Just a second..." I hear Luther say.
"Come on! We gotta go!" I hear Allison yell.
We all stop at the end of the hallway to see the sparrow sibling release crows from her back.
"Seriously?" Luther questions.
The birds start to fly towards us. "Move, move, move, move!" Allison yells pushing us down the hallway.
We get halfway down the hallway when I remember the briefcase. "The briefcase." I blink away, going back to the entry way looking for the briefcase, only for it not to be there.
"Where's the briefcase?" I question, looking around. "Shit, it's gone!" I look into the other room to see Vanya surrounded by six of the sparrows. "Vanya, get out of there!" I say, blinking away when I see her starting to charge up.
I blink up to the third floor, looking for the room Marah said to meet her in.
"Took you long enough." I hear Marah say from behind me.
"Sorry. I was dealing with your psycho siblings." I mutter, holding my head.
"Here, let me help." Marah says. She goes through one of the doors, coming back a few seconds later with a first aid kit.
"I don't need help." I mutter. "Why are you with them? You're an Umbrella."
"I'm not. I'm a Sparrow. I was born a Sparrow. Now sit down so I can heal your cuts." Marah answers.
I sit on the bed as she cleans up my cuts. "How do you know my name?" Marah questions. "None of my siblings said it."
"You really don't know who I am?" I ask, slightly dissapointed.
"I know of you. Dad has spoken of his time in Dallas, he mentioned you." Marah answers.
She finishes cleaning up my cuts and backs away. "Whatever you and your siblings came here to do, don't. You've seen what my siblings can do, and they aren't as forgiving as me and Sloane. Be careful, Five."
She walks away as I blink out of the room, heading towards a park where the rest of my siblings are.
