November 25th, 1963

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My feet landed in a puddle in an alleyway. I looked up to see the blue portal pulsing loudly above me. Looking around me, I didn't see any of my siblings. "Luther! Diego! Y/n!" With a loud noise, the portal closes. Taking deep breaths, I hear gunshots from behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I start to walk out of the alley and see a war going on.

" 'Soviets Attack US' ? " I read the newspaper that was on the ground. "No, this can't be right." To my right I saw a solider with an injured man.

"Gonna get you out. Keep your head down," he instructs the man. "Medic! Medic!" More guns go off. "Hey, kid, get down!" he looks towards me.

"What the hell did we do now?"

Right after I said that, a bomb went off next to me only for it to be stopped by Vanya. She was glowing white, flying in the air as she held both of her arms out in front of her.

I look next to her to see Klaus pushing his arms forwards, conjuring dead soldiers to attack the Soviets. As Klaus was taking a breather, a bomb was coming his way. As he was oblivious to it, Luther jumped in the way; the bomb hit his back and caused it to explode.

On top of a store, Ben started to throw soldiers with his tentacles. Groaning as they show from his stomach, bringing him pain.

I watch as Y/n jumped down from a building with her eyes dark f/c and her hands vibrant f/c while a tank and multiple soldiers were coming towards her.

She put her hands out in front of her and made the soldiers dissolve while the tank flies into the air towards a missile, inducing it to implode.

"Hey!" Allison calls out to soldiers that were running towards her sister. "I heard a rumor. . . that I blew your minds." The soldiers eyes flushed white as their minds began to explode, leading Y/n to gag.

"Jesus Christ, Allison, that was gruesome."

Allison turned to her sister with an 'are you serious' look. "Oh, you can't say anything. You made those people dissolve."

Turning my head towards multiple soldiers yelling, I see Diego on top of a car. Multiple bullets started to get shot towards him as he flipped off the car, reversing them back to their senders. "Five! You sick son of a bitch, where the hell have to been?"

"Five!" spoke Y/n now moving towards me.

Then all the sudden, Hazel appears next to me. "If you wanna live, come with me."

I give a look of confusion. "Hazel. What the hell's going on here?"

"No time to explain," he points towards the sky as there are multiple nukes coming towards Dallas. "Those are nukes old-timer," Hazel gives a grin to someone next to me.

I look to me and see Y/n with slight tears in her eyes. She gives me a smile with a nod before going over to the rest of our siblings as they watch the nukes begin to fall to the ground. "What about my family?"

"Can't save them if you're dead," he responds. I give a quick glance over to all of my siblings to see them all looking up at the nukes. Y/n was holding onto Vanya's hand as she watched her fate get closer and closer.

Without a second thought, I take Hazels hand and shake it.

"I'm scared," Y/n said as the Hargreeves siblings were watching the nukes coming down towards them. "I never found him," she muttered under her breath to herself.

"Don't worry. We're all here. . . together," Allison assured her.

A loud boom was heard as the nukes hit the ground, allowing the whole the world to get wiped out in flames.

Along with the Hargreeves siblings.

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After shaking Hazels hand, we arrived in front of a clothing store. Everything was fixed, and nothing was destroyed. Looking around and turn towards Hazel, "Okay. . . what the hell was that?"

Hazel clears his throat. "The end of the world, November 25, 1963."

"63. . ." I utter quietly to myself before sighing. "You know, Hazel, I'm no history buff, but I don't recall there being a nuclear holocaust," My eyes glance the streets.

"No shit," he agrees.

"What about my family?" I ask.

"Dead, like everyone else."

"And where am I now?" I question, looking around again.

"Dallas. Same street. Ten days earlier. Plenty of time to restore the timeline and save them," responds Hazel while sitting down on the bench in front of us.

"Okay. So where do we start?" I sit down beside him.

" "We"? You're on your own, pal. I'm just here to keep a promise to Agnes." I give him a sorrowful look.

"Is she. . ." I lead, not wanting to say.

"Dead."

I nod. "Yeah."

Hazel nods. "Cancer. Took her quick. But we had a good 20 years together."

"I'm sorry, Hazel. What about the Commission?" he shakes his head.

"I quit those assholes, remember? I don't owe 'em the fuzz off my peaches." A bus pulls up to the nearby bus stop and three blonde haired men step out holding guns. They had angry looks on their faces and started to march towards us.

"Then, who the hell are those guys?" My eyes go wide as I stand up. Hazel looks towards where I'm looking and his eyes go wide.

"Shit. Run!" Hazel forces the briefcase into my arms as I spacial jump out of there, leaving Hazel to get shot in the process. I spacial jump behind a nearby blue car as smoke clogs my nose and lungs.

"How many times do I have to say, 'bulletproof briefcases'?" I remark as the briefcase was now shot through many times.

I peek over the car and see the three moving towards me, beginning to shoot. Covering my head, I quickly spacial jump onto a nearby roof regaining my breath.

After a couple moments, I look over to see if they were gone and if it was safe to spacial jump away. Looking over the left side of he building, I see an open alleyway. I spacial jump into the alley, starting to walk down it as I peer over my shoulder watching the cop cars passing by. Looking up, I see a figure looking through the curtains not before noticing me, going out of view. I look on top of the building to see a bunch of old cameras and sonar equipment.

I make my way towards the door and spacial jump inside and appear on the stairs. I walk up the last set of stairs and see a door that read Mortimer Gussman D.D.S. I walk towards the door and knock and a frail, almost bald man opens the door that was towards the right of it.

"What do you want?" he poked his head out and started to look around.

"Hi, I'm selling encyclopedias for my youth group. I was curious if—" he slammed the door in my face.

Shaking my head, I spacial jumped inside scaring him. He jumped with a shout—shocked at what I did and started to search for a weapon.

"How'd you do that?" he pointed a butter knife at me and motioned towards the door and myself.

"Don't really have time to explain," I answer fixing my blazer.

"You from the Pentagon? Huh?" he wavers his knife around and questions.

"Definitely not," I scrunch my eyebrows and place my hands together.

"CIA? FBI. KGB?" he moves the knife forwards with widened eyes.

"Is that fresh?" I ask, pointing towards his coffee pot. I spacial jump to it causing him to shriek. I calmly grab a cup, pouring some then walking past him. I take a sip and hum, "Hmm. This Colombian?" I look back towards the man.

"It's my own blend." I nod moving into the living room area.

Glancing around, I start to notice the pictures and articles of alien and U.F.O sightings.

He's obsessed.

"You ever heard of, uh Area 51? Roswell?" I ask.

He starts to get excited, throwing the knife back onto the counter. "Hot damn! Whoo! See, I always knew we weren't the only ones. See, Eleanor thought n/n and I's heads weren't screwed on tight, but—but it's all true, yeah?" The crazy man explained.

"UFOs, crop circles. . . Well, the truth is out there. No, no, no, no, no. The—The truth, it's," he moves close to me. ". . . right here in front of us. Tell me," he starts to get a little to close for comfort. "wh—why is it always an anal probe?"

I lean towards him with a smirk on my face. "Any closer and I'll melt your brain." his eyes widened as he was just intimidated by an actual child.

"He needs a little space. Wow, he's just like Y/n," he mutters under his breath, backing away as I give him a look.

"Wait, what did you just say?" I question.

"I said your just like Y/n. Why?" I put the coffee cup on a nearby stand and run up to him provoking him to get scared.

"Where is she?"

"She's in her room. The last door one on the left. I wouldn't just appear in there though. She's scary and intimidating," he informs me. I nod and begin to walk towards the closed bedroom door.

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It's November 15th, 1963 and I've been living with Elliot for 23 years now.

I heard Elliot yelp earlier and didn't think anything of it because—to be honest—Elliot was kind of a wimp. He's scared of everything from, bugs, noises, even sometimes people sneezing.

It's sometimes funny when I use my powers to make random objects float and scare the hell out of him. El and I would have lots of fun just messing with him.

Ah, El. I miss her so much.

I move my hand to the back on my neck to feel the chain of the necklace she bought me. It was my 3rd year here and we were out eating for my birthday. She had told me that her and Elliot had gotten me a big—well small—surprise gift.

Elliot covered my eyes as El put a small rectangular box in front of me. Once he pulled his hands off, I unwrapped the box to find a small heart locket that opened and had two pictures inside.

On the left was a picture of Elliot and I making a funny face. And on the right was a picture of El and I baking. Her nose was scrunched as baking powder sat atop it and she had her arms wrapped around my waist. Closing the locket, I placed it back under my shirt.

Now I have a necklace from both of the people I've lost that I loved and cared for deeply in my heart.

After a couple of moments of silence, I heard Elliot talking to someone. I knew it wasn't our next door neighbor because their family were out of town for the week, so it had to be someone. Everything goes silent until footsteps came closer and closer towards my room. As they stopped in front, someone knocked.

Annoyed, I get out of bed. "Elliot. How many times do I have to tell you. I'm perfectly fi—" I swing the door open. "Five?" I blink a few times to make sure my eye sight was correct.

"Y/n?" he says.

"You're an idiot," I slap him in the face and slam my door, locking it.

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She slapped me.

Why does she keep hitting me every time I see her.

"Wow, she must be pretty mad," Elliot stated the obvious as I rubbed my now red cheek.

"Ya think?" I say sarcastically as I move away from the door.

"I haven't seen her this mad in a long time; about 20 years."

I stop dead in my tracks. "Wait, 20 years? How long has she been here living with you?"

"She's lived with me for over 23 years I think."

23 years. Without her family.

"Oh, wow," I mutter, turning around and walking to her bedroom door that was now locked, obviously.

"Go away, Five." Clearly, she didn't want to talk to me.

"Y/n, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I thought I nailed the jump so that we would all end up at the same date and time, but something happened. It's all my fault," I spoke.

"Oh, wow, you've come to your senses." I roll my eyes at her statement.

Hearing the door click and open slightly, I make my way inside, seeing Y/n standing a couple of feet in front of me. I turn my back, closing the door behind me then turning back towards her. She had her head facing the ground as she didn't want to make eye contact with me.

"Well, wanna try this again?" I move towards her a little, holding my arms out. She looks up towards me and smiles, rushing into my arms and wrapping hers around my neck and I wrap my arms around her waist. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I responded back.

Just hearing her voice made everything better.

We separated from the hug and she flicked my forehead with her dominate hand. "You know you're an idiot right?" chuckled Y/n. 

"Yeah, I know."