"Shit!" I gasp when I open my eyes and see myself being spit out from the whirling blue cloud above me, screaming as I fall to the ground. I fall face flat onto the cement pavement below me, the air knocked out of my lungs harshly. "Why?" I hiss out in pain, tears springing the corner of my eyes as I slowly turn onto my back, watching as the crackling blue whirlpool disappears with no one else being dropped out with me. I groan in defeat and drop back to lay on the floor, remembering I'm in a disgusting alleyway and slowly got up into a sitting position with my shaky arms. I hiss out, a dull numbing pain enveloping my entire body as I struggled to feel my limbs. I look out of the alleyway, seeing the old-school shops and know that I was now in the second season of Umbrella Academy.
1963 in Dallas, Texas.
"Never been here before... This round-the-world trip is going great." I seethe out sarcastically, slowly lifting up my shirt to see the wound Vanya gave me back at the cabin still there but slightly healed. "What the hell...?" I look over my stomach to see random discoloured patches all over me with stitches around them. I look down my arms to see the same and I pull up my pants to see more of them. "I look like a Dalmatian mixed with Frankenstein. What the fuck-" I sigh softly, knowing why.
The fight back at the theatre.
I was practically disintegrating away like in Infinity War and parts of my body dissolved into particles.
Get ready for some science readers.
Everything around us including us is made out of matter.
But matter can neither be destroyed nor created, this is the Law of Conservation of Mass.
So the holes in my body from the fight were filled in with something already existing around me.
I wince, lightly touching a patch on my stomach but I couldn't feel anything like I had no nerves there.
Feels like skin, it better be skin.
I sigh out, ruffling my hair before slowly getting up. I lean up on a wall, my legs shaking beneath me since I couldn't feel them. "Why am I suddenly out of order?" I grumble under my breath, putting a foot forward and leaning weight on it. "Do I have to relearn how to walk!?"
I whip my head up, suddenly hearing multiple machine gunfire and bullets ricocheting. I drag myself to the opening of the alleyway and gasp when I see army men waging war on each other. My eyes widen when I see an actual real-life army tank simply drive down the road past me, men being shot down by their supposed enemy. Jet planes soar above me and I quickly hide behind a dumpster to avoid being attacked.
Did Five just fucking trap me in the middle of the nuclear war!?
I grit my teeth, shaking in fear of dying from the blast that was going to end the world again. I tear up, covering my ears when I hear missiles being shot. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to go and I was terrified.
