Summary: Last Season The Umbrella Academy graduates have Time Traveled together to escape the apocalypse in a last ditch effort to stop it from happening. But it doesn't go as they intend it to.

Previously: The formation blinked out of existence and with it gone new sounds hit their ears. The sound of machine-gun fire and ricocheting bullets.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC. I also want to remind everyone reading this, that while Five and Xylda may look thirteen they are actually 58 and 30 respectively.

"Right Back Where We Started"

Five and Xylda turned around and moved to the end of the alley to find a street in chaos, a tank and soldiers were making their way down the street. The soldiers shouted and fired on their enemies, some fell and when a bullet hit near Five Xylda pulled him close to shield him as much as she could. Two fighter jets flew overhead and they could see explosions in the distance.

Five broke away from Xylda when he spotted a newspaper, Xylda was quick to move with him, "'Soviets attack U.S'?" he read.

"Yeah, the flag was big give away." growled Xylda. A soldier charged the to and she smacked him in the face with her tail sending him flying back.

"No, this can't be right." muttered Five.

"Hey, kids get down!" shouted an American soldier as he opened fire on Soviet soldiers.

He was ignored, "What the hell did we do now?" asked Five.

Both Xylda and Five flinched as the tank fired, but were then shocked to see Vanya stop the projectile in its place causing it to explode. Xylda covered Five from the debris and could feel herself tiring, apparently time travel did not agree with her. When the dust from the explosion settled they saw Klaus command the ghosts of soldiers to attack the Soviets and Luther landed next to him just in time to shield him from a bazooka blast. Ben's ghost was on a roof picking up soldiers and throwing them away and Diego in an impressive feat dodged a group of soldiers' bullets and made them change directions and kill said soldiers.

It was Diego who spotted them, "Five! Xylda! You sick son's of bitches, where the hell have you been!?"

Before Xylda and Five could join the fray, Hazel appeared and grabbed Five's arm, "If you wanna live, come with me."

"Hazel. What the hell's going on here?" demanded Five.

"There's no time to explain." he pointed to the sky, "Those are nukes, old timer."

"What about our family?" asked Xylda watching the nukes fall with a feeling of dread. Her hand automatically finding Five's, which he squeezed back.

"You can't save them if they're dead." Five and Xylda shared a look before grabbing Hazels outstretched hand and disappearing in a blink.

The three appeared on a quiet sidewalk, "Okay…" said Five, gripping Xylda's hand and looking around, "What the hell was that?"

"The end of the world, November 25, 1963." answered Hazel.

"'63." muttered Xylda, "You know Hazel I'm no history buff, but I don't recall there being a nuclear holocaust."

"No shit." agreed Hazel.

"What about our family?" asked Five.

"Dead, like everyone else."

"And where are we now?"

"Dallas." said Hazel, "Same street. Ten days earlier." Tired Hazel moved to sit on a bench perched on the edge of the sidewalk. "Plenty of time to restore the timeline and save them."

Xylda and Five moved to join him, "Okay." whispered Five, his mind whirling, "So where do we start?"

"'We'?" asked Hazel, "You to are on your own, pal. I'm just here to keep a promise to Agnes."

"Is she…?" started Xylda

"Dead?" Xylda nodded, "Cancer. Took her quick. But we had 20 good years together. I guess forever just wasn't in the cards."

Five frowned, "I'm sorry, Hazel." and he meant it. He had felt that stab of pain before and it was the worst pain in the world.

"What about the Commission?" asked Xylda, she had a bone to pick with the agency that had screwed humanity over.

Hazel gave her a look, "I quite those assholes remember? I don't owe 'em the fuzz off my peaches."

"Yeah, well you've got more than peach fuzz to offer." teased Xylda making Hazel chuckled and comb his beard with his fingers.

Five was distracted by a group of three men with almost bleached blonde hair, "If you quite the Commission, then who the hell are those guys?" He asked getting off the bench.

Looking up Hazel swore, "Shit!" Hazel shoved a small square into Xylda's hand before shoving the briefcase into Five's hands, "Run!" He shouted just as the three opened fire.

Five flinched away and spatial walked out of instinct and Xylda dove behind a parked car, quickly pocketing whatever Hazel had handed her. Xylda growled and let herself transform as the three stopped firing on a now dead Hazel. With a snarl she leapt at one of them knocking him to the ground before launching at another, he fired and the shotgun blast knocked her back in the air. She hissed in pain as she landed, but rolled with the impact, she didn't dare stay still long enough to take another hit. Her tail wrapped around the thirds assault rifle and yanked it out of his hands as she flipped onto the hood of the car.

The last one fired at her with a pistol as the first one she knocked down got back up and lunged for her. She grabbed his arm, bit her lip and sunk her teeth into it causing him to cry out in pain, "Ah!" With considerable strength he picked her up with the arm she was biting and threw her across the street. Again she rolled with it and popped up in a crouch, her tail slashing behind her wildly as she snarled at the three men.

As then three advanced Five reached out from behind the car and spatial walked them onto the roof of one of the street's buildings. They were both panting and Five met her eyes, "You okay?" he asked.

"I think so… I've taken a lot of damage and I don't think time travel agrees with me." she answered.

He gave her a sympathetic look, "Yeah… it takes some getting used to, but we need to move. You up for a spatial walk?" She nodded and Five blinked them into the alley they had arrived in. Xylda stumbled on the landing and Five helped right her. Her clothes were in tatters from all the damage she had taken not only from the future, but the quick succession of debris and bullets.

"I'm okay." she assured him, "It's just been a while since I've taken so much damage. This is nothing compared to injuries I used to get on missions." She smiled with a mouth full of blood as they heard sirens getting closer, "I lost an arm once." His eyes widened, and she spat out a glob of blood, the tinkling of metal indicating that she had also spat out a bullet. "Yeah, I just need to get back on the bike."

Five shook his head, "You sound way too happy about that then you should." She laughed and the two moved deeper into the alley to get away from the approaching police. Looking up Five tilted his head, "Looks like we have an audience." Xylda followed his eyes to see curtains being shut and a figure moving away from a window.

"Look." she said pointing to the roof where several dishes and aerial equipment stood. Sharing a look the two approached a faded light blue door with a sign reading 'MORTY'S TELEVISION RADIO SHIPPING AND RECEIVING.' "I've got some lockpicks hidden in-" Five spatial walked them inside, "-side my wrist cuffs." She sighed, "A little warning next time would be nice."

Five looked a little sheepish, "Sorry." She rolled her eyes and started up the stairs, letting her scales and tail fade away, with him close behind. Reaching the top they saw a door with a glass panel stating 'MORTIMER GUSSMAN D.D.S' Five knocked on it, but it was another door that opened.

An older man leaned towards them with a wild look in his eyes, "What do you want?" he demanded.

Five put on a fake smile, "Hi, I'm selling encyclopedias for my youth group." the man looked at Xylda and spotting her ruined, black stained clothes and her red eyes, his own eyes widened in fright, "I was curious if-" The man slammed the door in Five's face. His jaw clenched and he spatial walked inside, Xylda shook her head when she heard the grown man shriek and waited for Five to open the door for her.

Five's lips quirked into a smile as the man frantically tried to open one of his kitchen drawers for a weapon of some sort. He turned to the door and opened it for Xylda who took one look at the man and sighed in exasperation, "This should be good."

Finally finding a 'weapon' he brandished it towards the pair, "How'd you do that?" he demanded, "And what is she?" Xylda bristled at being called a 'what'.

"Definitely don't have time to explain." said Five, completely unfazed by the man.

"You from the Pentagon? Huh?"

Xylda scoffed, "Definitely not."

"CIA? FBI? KGB?" The man demanded.

Five looked away from the man and spotted a pot of coffee, "Is that fresh?" he asked spatial walking over to the table, further freaking the man out.

"Ah!" Xylda giggled at Five's antics and moved a little closer to the man. "What…" He watched Five pour himself a cup, feeling Xylda get closer he snapped to her and she waved her hand at him.

"You want a cup?" asked Five.

Xylda shook her head, "No thanks."

Five shrugged and walked by the frightened and panting man, into a larger room. Taking a sip he hummed at the taste, "Hmm. This Columbian?" he asked with an appreciative tone.

"It's my own blend." answered the man in shock.

"Hmm." Five took another sip, "Here dear, try this." Five held the cup out to Xylda and she walkde over, the man flinching as she passed to take the cup.

Taking a sip her eyes widened, "Hmm. That is very good." Five took the cup back and the two examined the walls of the room. Xylda smiled at what she saw, "Did we seriously land in 1963 Dallas, Texas and find a conspiracy theorist?"

Five matched her smile with a mischievous look, "Yes, my dear I believe we did." he leaned towards her a little and whispered, "Follow my lead." She nodded subtly and sat back to watch the show, "You ever heard of, uh, Area 51? Roswell?"

The man smiled and dropping his improvised weapon clapped his hands in excitement, "Hot damn!" he exclaimed, "Whoo! See, I always knew we weren't the only ones." Five and Xylda continued to examine the room's contents as the man practically danced in victory, "See, Eleanor thought my head wasn't screwed on tight, but… but it's all true, yeah? UFO's, crop circles…"

"Well, the truth is out there." said Five making Xylda giggle.

"No, no, no, no, no. The… The truth, it's…" The man approached Five and Xylda hissed at the man and brandished her tail in front of him making him back pedal, but then laugh in excitement.

"Any closer and I'll rip you in half." she threatened.

He nodded, "He needs a little space. Yes. I'll be over here." he said, he licked his lips, "Tell me, wh… why is it always an anal probe?" He asked.

Five ignored the question, "All those contraptions on the roof, you built those, right?"

"Oh, yeah, yeah, sure did." the man answered, keeping an eye on Xylda who had let her tail drop but kept it out, "Yeah, I've been tracking anomalies in… in the atmosphere. Just waiting."

"Waiting for what?" asked Xylda.

The man smiled and gestured to her, "For you. For all of you?"

"All of who?" asked Five.

"It all started in 1960 the year of the Silvertone Omega was released. I was in the middle of a sale when something very… strange happened. I saw a blue light and when I went to my window I saw a strangely dressed men shouting for a Diego and Allison."

"Was the man very, very large or smaller?" asked Xylda.

The mans brow furrowed, "Smaller."

"Klaus." said Xylda and Five.

The man continued his story, "So, for the past three years, I've witnessed five energy surges in that alleyway out back. Same thing every time. A bright blue light and then something appears."

"Did you get a good look at them?" asked Five.

"Yeah, the first one was the one you called Klaus and then the big, sensitive one."

"'Sensitive'?" questined Five.

The man nodded, "Yeah, cried a lot, kept coming back to the alley, sat around for hours calling a woman's name. Uh… Allison."

"Luther." muttered Xylda.

"Yeah, he… he wasn't the only one. Uh, the others came too, off and on over the years, looking for each other." He gestured to the pictured Five was examining and Xylda moved closer so that she could see the blurry images as well. "Eventually, they… they stopped."

"So, our family is alive." said Five softly, "I stranded them here."

Xylda placed a hand on his shoulder, "It was an accident. You were still able to get us all to the same place. It may be in different years, but we're not decades apart. We can find them now." She encouraged.

Five looked at her and nodded, "You're right." he turned to the man who was staring at them fascination, "Now listen to me…" He advanced on the man who back peddled in fright and crawled over his couch.

"Elliott. Elliott. My name's Elliott." he stammered out.

Five spatial walked to be in front of him, "Whatever, all right? We've got ten days to find them and save the world."

"And we need your help to do that." said Xylda moving to Five's side.

Elliott stammered and pointed to himself, "You need… my… You know what? I, uh…" he turned to the desk he was backed up against and opened a drawer, "I always thought, that this, uh, mugshot looked like arrival number four." He held it up for them to see.

"Diego." said Five grabbing the article.

Xylda groaned after reading it, "Of course, we end up here and Diego gets himself thrown in the hut house,"

"That's helpful?' asked Elliott.

Xylda smiled at him, "You have no idea."

"Let's go." said Five grabbing her hand.

"Wait." she said stopping him before he could make the jump, "I can't exactly go to the nut house dressed in torn clothes covered in my own blood."

Elliott's eyes widened and he reached out for her, "That's your blood?" Five slapped his hand away before he could touch her.

"You don't touch her. Ever."

Elliott guped and held both his hands up, "Right. No touching. Got it."

"Your clothes aren't in the best shape either." she said and Five looked down at his dirt covered suit.

He sighed and turned to Elliott, "We need clothes."

Elliott frowned, "I don;t think I have anything that would fit either of you."

"Well then you better go get some that will fit us." groused Five.

Elliott nodded in fright, "O-okay. There's a kids clothing store across the street. I'll go get you both something." He rummaged around for his wallet and once he had it made for the stairs, "I'll be right back… Don't go anywhere."

Time Jump!

Xylda and Five waited for the orderlies to bring Diego to them wearing the clothes Elliott had provided for them. Xylda was wearing a headband in her hair to keep it back, a pair of sunglasses to hide her eyes, a dark green mini skirt, paired with a dark denim button up which she had tucked into her skirt and her boots, which she had refused to part with after seeing the flats Elliott had provided. Five was wearing a white shirt tucked into belted jeans with the jeans cuffs rolled up and a matching jean jacket, Xylda had giggled and remarked that if the jacket was leather instead, paired with his preferred hair style made him look like a young greaser. Five had rolled his eyes and told her that she looked like a darker Nancy Drew, she had taken it as a compliment, much to his amusement.

When the orderlies returned they were very stern as they escorted a scruffy Diego into the room. Diego smiled at seeing them, "Five. Xylda."

"Hey, Diego." greeted Five.

"Hey bro." greeted Xylda, "You look like shit." Diego chuckled at that remark.

"I think he looks good in white." commented Five as Diego took a seat.

"About time you two showed up." said Diego.

"How'd you know we'd be back?" questioned Five.

"Because that's the kind of shit you pull, Number Five."

"Where are the others?" asked Five ignoring the jab.

"They're not with you?" asked Diego in confusion.

Xylda shook her head, "No. We were hoping you had run into them."

"Do you actually think I'd be here if I did?"

"How long have you been here?" asked Xylda.

"Seventy-five days." Xylda reached across to grab his hand and Diego squeezed it, "I landed in the alley behind Commerce and Knox. You?

"We got here this morning." answered Five.

"How'd you find me?"

Five scoffed and reached into his pocket to pull out the article, "Page 16. 'Disturbed man with multiple knives arrested outside 1026 N. Beckley.'" He pushed the article across the table, "That's Lee Havey Oswald's house. Care to explain?"

Diego chuckled and looked down, "Let's just say dallas Law Enforcement has not been supportive of my attempt to stop the assassination of… John F. Kennedy."

"That's because it hasn't happened yet." said Five.

"And it's not going to happen. Not on my watch." said Diego confidently.

Five scoffed and Xylda frowned, "Diego…"

"Look, I've been shaving down the bars in my room." he whispered so the orderlies wouldn't hear and letting go of Xylda's hand, "Another day or two and I'll be out of this place, then I'm gonna stop Oswald and save the president. Either of you want in, say the word." He winked at his siblings.

"Oh for fucks sake Diego." bemoaned Xylda, "What the hell are you thinking?" she hissed, "Saving the President… I mean what the hell, we have bigger problems to deal with."

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know… how about our incredibly powerful sister who has no control and probably landed alone like you."

Diego glared, "Do you honestly think I didn't look for her? I looked for months, but I couldn't find her. I couldn't find anyone. So I focused my energy on something I could do."

"Listen to me very closely." said Five, "You are not going to do a goddamn thing."

Diego smirked, "Why not?"

"Because we have to stop the apocalypse."

"No shit." said Diego, "But that doesn't happen for another 60 years."

"Not that apocalypse." said Xylda,

"What?"

"This is a new one." said Five, "It followed us. I've seen it. Nuclear war, Diego, in ten days."

Diego started laughing and leaned back in his chair crossing his arms, "And I'm the one locked up, huh?" Five scoffed at his reaction, "Fine, I'll play along. What causes it?"

Five glared at his brother, "I don't know. Maybe some looney-tune asshole with a hero complex tried to save the president and screwed everything up."

Diego leaned forward, intrigued, "So you're saying it worked? I saved the president."

"Doubtful." said Xylda.

Diego ignored her, "I knew I could do it. Okay, okay, I'll help you."

"Thank god." sighed Five.

"After I save Kennedy." pushed Diego making Xylda groan and drop her forehead onto the metal table, "And then you swing us back a few decades so I can slit Hitler's throat with a butter knife."

"This is why you don't have any friends." said Five, causing Diego to frown, "You know what. Guard?" he got up and sighed, "Our brother is plotting an escape. The bars of his room have been shaved down."

Diego glared at Five and tried to lunge across the table, "Piece of shit!" Xylda lifted her head and got up from the table calmly as the orderlies held Diego down.

She gave Five a disappointed look, "You didn't have to do that you know."

"This is for your own good, Diego." said Five.

"No! Five! Xylda!"

"My brother is a very sick man." said Five, "I only pray that he gets the help he so desperately needs."

When the nurse jabbed Diego with a needle Xylda leaned down to whisper to him, "We'll be back for you later just…" Diego passed out, "Well, nighty night."

Five and Xylda walked out of the room, "So who are we going to try and find next?" asked Xylda.

"Luther." said Five, "He doesn't exactly fit in. Someone's bound to have noticed him around town."

"We should try the grocers and clothing shops." She suggested, "he's got to buy food eventually and a clerk is going to remember selling clothes big enough to fit him."

Time Jump!

"Are we sure that guy was telling the truth?" asked Xylda looking up at the establishments sign dubiously.

"He wasn't lying." said Five, "This is the place, but I'm just as shocked as you are. I never would have imagined Luther finding his way to a place like this."

They were standing outside the 'Carousel Burlesque', a gentlemans club, "Well, while this is the sixties Woodstock doesn't happen until 1969 and I doubt we're going to see anything worth seeing before the 20th century sexual revolution."

Five gave her a look, "Been in many Gentleman's Clubs have you?"

She smirked, "More than you."

Five smirked back and held up a hand, "Shall we then?" Xylda took his hand and the two blinked inside.

Xylda quirked an eyebrow, "Wow, this is the most boring Gentlemen's Club I have ever been in." She looked around at the patrons and rolled her eyes at the table full of young sailors cheering for the blonde woman dancing on the stage. Looking at Five she could see his gaze was also on the dancing woman, "I didn't know you liked blonde's." she said slyy with a smirk.

"Huh?" asked Five, turning to face her.

"I don't blame you, she is very…" she tilted her head as the dancer moved her body sensually like a snake, "Limber."

Five smirked, "I was actually imagining what you would look like wearing that."

Xylda snorted, "Never gonna happen." She smirked and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "It covers too much to be any fun."

Five hummed and lead his head down to nip at her neck, "I knew there was a reason I loved you."

"Hmm. Remind me to make you watch Burlesque when we get back." Xylda caught the arm of a passing waitress startling her. She smiled at the woman, "Hi, i was wondering if you could tell me if you've seen our brother. His name is Luther and-"

"Oh, Luther's your big brother?" the woman said with a smile.

"More like biggest brother." muttered Five.

"Yes, is he here tonight? We need to talk to him."

"Of course he's here. He's here every night. I just saw him… Ah! There he is, by the bar over there." The waitress pointed to the bar and low and behold there was Luther.

"Thank you." said Five making his way over to their brother. Xylda shared a smile with the waitress before following.

When they reached him Five grabbed the glass out of Luther's hand and downed it's content's in one go. "Hey!" started Luther before realizing who it was who had stolen his drink. "Five? Xylda?"

"Hey, Luther. First getting high at a rave and taking home a furry and now a Gentlemen's Club in the 1960's…" She shook her head and tsk'd. "You're going down hill Number One."

Five chuckled, but Luther frowned, "What do you want?" he demanded, making Xylda's eyes narrow.

"How long have you been here?" asked Five.

"A year, thanks to you."

"And in doing so he saved you from being killed, your welcome." pointed out Xylda, "Interesting how you and Diego are quick to forget that part."

Luther straightened at mention of their brother, "You found Diego? Where is he?"

"He's in the nuthouse, because he couldn't find any of us and decided to kill Oswald before he could kill Kennedy."

"He did what?"

"You mean you failed to notice your brother's mug shot in the newspaper?" she snarked.

"I've been busy." defended Luther.

"Doing what? Tending bar?"

Seeing the potential for violence Five placed a hand around Xylda's waist and pulled her back from Luther. Xylda folded into his side and turned her head to watch the stage. "I'm sorry, Luther. I know it hasn't been easy for you."

"I thought everyone was dead." said Luther.

His attention was pulled to the other side of the room, "Come on, Jack! Don't make me beg!"

"Just back off."

Luther sighed, "I gotta go." he said making to walk away but Five grabbed his arm stopping him.

"Luther, wait. Look, I get it, okay? I know what it's like to be stuck in time… thinking this is how you're gonna live out the rest of your life." said Five solemnly, "One the run, and not knowing if you're ever gonna see the people you love again, and to be in an unfamiliar world." Xylda gave Five a heartbroken look, "But Luther, you're not alone. We have to find the others because the world ends in ten days. I have no idea how to stop it."

Luther stared at his siblings with indifference, "I don't give a shit." he declared.

Xylda grabbed his arm and yanked him back and his back thumped against the bar, "The hell is wrong with you, Luther?"

End of Chapter 1