Kidnapped by the commission at a young age, due to being a risk to the timeline. The Handler had attempted to kill her once but failed, so to even things out she kept Echo locked up for 43 years. After many babysitters and commission workers looking...
" I'd probably be dead, alone in a hole somewhere."
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The five, plus the dying body, trampled out of the vehicle, scurrying into the academy. "Come on! Let's go!" Five hurried his siblings.
"I don't think she's breathing." Luther alarmed, carrying Allison through the doors.
"I'd we don't get her upstairs, she'll die." Klaus added, not helping.
"She's suffered a serve laceration to her larynx." Grace informed, examining the unconscious number three on the table before her, "One of you will need to give blood."
"I will." All the the males agreed, "Nose goes." Echo touched the tip of her nose, glancing around, removing at the glares she got.
"I'm doing it." Luther declared, rolling up his sleeve.
"I'm afraid that's not possible, dear boy." Pogo revoked, "Your blood is more compatible with mine."
"Hey, don't sweat it. I-I got this, big guy." Klaus volunteered, exposing his veins, "I love needles."
"Master Klaus. Your blood is...How shall I say this?" The chimp pondered, "Too polluted."
"Move." Diego stepped forward, "I'll do it." but as soon as the needle was revealed he let out a whimper, fainting.
"Stick him."
-------------
"That bastard that nearly killed our sister's still out there, with Vanya." Diego, now recovered, paced the living room, "We need to go after her."
"Vanya is not important." Five rejected.
"Hey, that's your sister. A little heartless even for you, Five."
"I'm not saying I don't care about her, but if the apocalypse happens today, she dies along with the other seven billion of us." His word made the red-head pull her knees to her chest. This position was one she had grow familiar with, it was almost pathetic. "Harold Jenkins is our first priority."
"I agree." Diego nodded, "Lets go."
"You guys count me out." Klaus expressed from the sofa, next to the ginger who was getting up, "I mean, you know, no offence or whatever. It's just...I kind of feel like this is a whole lot of pressure for newly-sober me, so..."
"You're coming."
"No, no, no. I mean, I think we can all agree that my power's...I mean, it's pretty much useless. I'd just be holding you guys back."
"Klaus, get up." Five ordered.
"You can't make me." Diego took his brothers words as a challenge, a knife flying right in the cushion between the lanky males legs, "Oh, then again. A little exercise never hurt." Klaus conformed, waddling out the door.
