Number 6 Umbrella Academy Novels & Stories

"This pamphlet includes your room key, your class schedule, and your bank information through Divinity Credit Union." I open the file and look at my schedule. I have Sparring, Angelic & Demonic History, Magical Studies, and Magical Enhancement. The classes seemed interesting enough, I turned the next page, and my eyes widened, my eyebrows almost shooting off my head. "Umm, Headmaster Simmins, where did this money come from?" "Ah yes," He said, glancing over my shoulder and looking at the page I was on. "That is a monthly stipend provided by the Academy; we want to ensure that our students never go without."

"This right here is is just a lounge for studying. I've seen more make out sessions happen here than actual studying," there wasn't much to the first floor other than the study lounge on the left and bathroom on the right. The maroon wall of the lounge went well with the warm fluorescent light in the room. The one thing that did catch my eyes was the silver engraving of the Luveldom Academy name and symbol on the olive green wall. We resumed our journey and proceeded to go up the stairs. Luckily for me, Yumena held my bags which saved me from a task of complete struggle. My thighs eventually began responding to the excess amount of stairs. We had only reached the third floor and Yumena looke

A Sombra in enemy colors. “Okay,” she told her reflection. “Don’t flirt with anyone you’re not willing to bury.” Umbra sneezed at her. “Fine,” she amended. “Don’t let them bury you first.” The school was quiet at six. The overachievers hid in their rooms pretending they didn’t care about grades; the worst of the rich boys slept off last night’s imported whiskey. Crossing the courtyard, she heard it again: “Sombra? The one with the dog?”

Thornecrest Academy, the most prestigious school on the Eastern Seaboard was under siege. Doors slammed shut. Reinforced locks sealed dorms from the inside. Some students cowered under beds, others threw themselves into closets, phones shaking in their hands. Red tracer rounds split the air outside their windows. Shadows sprinted across the courtyard. Marble columns cracked. War had come to their ivory tower. In House Six, the quake jolted them like a fist to the chest. Miriam burst into the hallway, hair half-braided, glasses askew. “Was that—was that an earthquake?”

Chapter 5: Colter Academy Zaina Amara’s POV The weekend is over, meaning I need to go to school to start my first day at Colter Academy. The class just started three weeks ago, so I think I missed a lot of topics and subjects, but whatever. When I parked my car in the school parking lot, I got out immediately. Almost all of them looked at me as usual, but I ignored them all. I was holding my things; I needed them to put inside my locker. The number of my locker was 666, the evil number huh?

But not friendly either. "Thank you for coming on short notice," Mercer said. "I know it's late. But we have seven days. We need to use every hour." "What's the plan?" I asked directly. No time for pleasantries. Mercer pulled out a tablet. "I've been compiling everything I know. Everything Hale knows. Everything you've discovered. The scope is bigger than any of us realized." He showed us a map. Academy locations marked across the country. Red dots indicating hidden Omega students.

Dera and her mom entered the other car as they drove to Frost Academy. Dera POV I plugged my headphones as I listened to You should be sad by Halsey. I saw as we passed some big buildings and even some schools , we passed Pearl Academy , Hallel college Blossom highschool. Then my mom shook me as we came down from the car. Woah....... This School was big!!! It was painted blue and white , there was a water fountain at the middle and some students roaming around the school. The school was to resume next week but as a boarder, you have to resume a week earlier.

The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords turned everything upside down.

Raine answered. Vermeil’s brows are knitted. He can’t recall whether there was a classmate of theirs whose umbrella broke. “Which student is it?” he asked. Almost all of the students in Margin Academy are rich, so they definitely could afford to buy an umbrella. They also could ask their family or their family’s servants to buy them one. The cafeteria also sells umbrellas. So, the only ones who can’t afford it should be the poor students, or they call them ‘scholars’.

Wouldn’t it have been better if you just agreed to my terms from the beginning? "This is an emblem used by Cloudtop Academy. When the new semester starts at Cloudtop Academy, you’ll have to bring this emblem with you to enter." After saying that, the Rank 6 admission officer handed an emblem from Cloudtop Academy to Lucas. Lucas took the emblem and placed it in System Space. His stunning face was as calm as still water. Shortly after, he looked at the Rank 6 admission officer that was still shrieking terribly. He raised his palm. Subsequently, a gentle, golden aura slowly made its way to the Rank 6 admission officer.