Klaus Umbrella Academy Comics Novels & Stories

KEEP HIM FOREVER. Klaus leaned down and kissed my forehead. I looked around quickly. Several students were staring. My face burned. "Klaus." "What?" "Go." "Can't I stay until the professor gets here?" "No." "Please?" "No." "Five minutes?" "No." He sighed dramatically. From the back of the room, Ugo threw a crumpled paper at him. It bounced off Klaus's shoulder. Klaus slowly turned. Ugo pointed toward the door. "Leave, man."

Matt said hi to his fellow pack members before heading to him. “ why are you doing nothing!?” Matt yelled at him. Klaus stared at him to see any sign of joke or lack of seriousness but he was both surprised to find none. His only ally was now against him. Klaus felt somewhat sad. He began packing the horse shit again and when he turned Matt had left. When Klaus had finished and was packing up, he saw a piece of paper on thestable door. He turned left and right and saw that no one was close by and grabbed the pepper. He stuffed it into his underwear.

A man a similar age to Alpha Dane, steps out from a room, knocking over a stack of books and sends them crashing to the floor. His dark hair is tied up into a bun on top of his head. He peers at me with his deep green eyes. “You must be Neah. And you are right on time.” He smiles, sticking his hand out at me. “I’m Klaus, your tutor!” He beams at me, his hand still hovering in the air. His eyes flicker to the bright orange earbuds I had in my ears. “Ah, the memories.” ‘He’s safe.’ Alpha Danes' voice fills my head.

It read; "Hey kid, I had to leave early for work today. But i'll be back tommorow. Also, I saw your armor...it looks like Orc excrement. So, I left some coppers for you to get a new leather set. Have a good day at the Academy try to smile more and kick some asss!!" Claude ran over the last line again in his head, "Have a good day at the Academy....? What is that a joke?"

Raquel “Glad you could make it!” Anders says chipperly, hopping off the wide tree stump he’s seated on. He sports a nasty black eye and a chipped tooth, but he’s in surprisingly good spirits. Klaus is his usual grumpy self, arms crossed while wearing a severe frown. He’s got a bloody nose and several scrapes on his face, but he’s in pretty good shape, all things considered. “Almost had to fight our way out,” he explains. “Managed to get out through the ventilation system like you planned.”

I returned the gesture with a hesitant wave, feeling self-conscious under the watchful gaze of my classmates. As I reached them, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances and hushed whispers from other students. Had they somehow discovered the secret Tyler and I both shared? An uneasy feeling settled over me, making my already trembling hands quiver even more. "Hey Miles, good to see you," Klaus greeted me as I approached them. He was a tall, wiry man with a mischievous grin that never seemed to leave his face. As he extended his hand, instead of a handshake, he offered me a peace bump-a playful gesture we had made up as teenagers. I mirrored his excitement and bumped my fist against hi

Kessler's face tightened at that, some flicker of real irritation breaking through his easy performance, and the third gust came at her not like a test at all but like something meant to actually hurt, a hard sharp blast that staggered her back a full step and sent the practice ring's loose sand whipping up around them both. Sera's flame guttered, flared, and steadied, smaller now but still burning, still hers. Kessler's didn't fare as well. The force of his own gust, thrown that hard, that fast, spun back on him in a way he clearly hadn't planned for, knocking him hard onto the sand of the ring in front of half the assembled class. Silence, then laughter, quick and sharp, spreading through

He blurted out laughing, “Don’t worry, it’s a little spell I worked on. He’ll be alive once again once I lift it.” The room began changing form again, returning to its original state. “Klaus is a visionary, giving me the grace and strength to build such a prestigious academy and raising it to such heights in such a short time. We have the world circled around us, it’s almost time for the world to belong to him. And they—the students, will lead the revolution for the new world.” Puppets like him were the type I found ugly and rather distasteful. Even though he was laying dormant for the mean time I didn’t need him causing problems for me at the moment.

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo