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Mizpah •
a deep emotional bond between people, especially those separated by distance or death
Or In this case; Time Travel.
In which eight dysfunctional superhero siblings reunite to save the...
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Hannah sighed, standing infront of the one place she promised herself she would never come back to ever again. And yet, here she was. She clicked her tongue as she took out her phone, taking one last glance at her reflection. She smirked at herself, before blowing a kiss at her reflection. "Here we go," She muttered, stuffing her phone backing into her pocket.
She was wearing a black jean jacket, with a rosy red t-shirt underneath, with leather pants, and black combat boots. She always wore light makeup, confident in her own skin, So she just wore eyeliner and red lipstick.
As she took slow steps to the front door, her heartbeat starting to quicken, all the memories of her 'childhood', if that's what you want to call it, flooded through her mind.
She knocked on the door, being louder then she had intended. Just as she was removing her hand, it opened quickly to reveal pogo.
She looked down at him, and flashed a soft smile. "Pogo," She muttered softly.
"Hello, Miss Hannah. Please," He opened the door enough for her to walk in. "Come inside."
She nodded, as she entered. Warm air hit her skin. She took a second to look around. Everything looked the exact same. She smiled to her self, but it quickly faded as she spotted the painting of Five. She clenched her jaw, remembering the last words he said to her like it was yesterday.
"Grace and I, have missed you dearly." Said pogo, snapping her out of her thoughts. She nodded softly in response. "Are the others here?" She asked after it went silent for a moment.
As if on cue, she heard talking echo throughout the house. The talking monkey chuckled. "I hope that answers your question. They just arrived."
"Thank you, Pogo." She waved goodbye, walking to greet her siblings.
Hannah spotted her sister, Allison, hugging Vanya down the hall. If she was being honest, she would only describe the hug as awkward. "I'm home!" She announced to the girls in a sing-song voice.
Allison's head looked up to the girl, she pulled back from the hug, and ran over to Hannah. Allison and Hannah were pretty close, they always had lunch together every now and then. They found it shocking having so much in common, considering they hated eachother when they were kids. It's all in the past now, though. "Hey, Hannah." Allison smiled as they hugged.
"Hey, Allison,"
"Hi," A soft voice greeted Hannah, she looked behind Allison to see Vanya. Hannah frowned. She was upset at Vanya for talking sh!t about her in her book. When Hannah read the book, she was surprised. She had been basically the only one who even bothered to talk to Vanya, and she got repaid by Vanya spilling all of her secrets that make her insecure.
