Umbrella Academy Symbols Novels & Stories

' Dom mind-linked, making Iris look at Freddie in the crowd and smile. Freddie had taken many months to grieve and hunt evil human allies of Y and then upon his return had taken many more months to move on properly with Dom, understanding that no one can stand in the path of fate and it wasn't Dom's fault that Isabelle was lost. Then it was time for the flags to be hoisted. The Royal flag carried the same Dragon and Wolf Yin and Yang symbol of Iris and Dom, which was hoisted by the couple. Then, the World Union flag was hoisted and had six circles in a hexagon, each representing a fraction of the world, Dragons, Werewolves, Witches, Vampires, Humans, and Minorities.

‎Still. ‎Unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And wearing the burning sun symbol. ‎ ‎The new leader. ‎ ‎ ‎

Then handed it to Kaden. It was written in elegant script. Just three lines. “The children’s power belongs to me. Surrender them willingly and I show mercy. Resist and I take everything.” It was unsigned. But at the bottom, drawn in what looked like blood, was a symbol. A crown made of bones.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The hall’s howls echoed across valleys, bouncing off cliffs like thunder. I watched Serena’s face lit with resolve, acceptance, power. For a moment I saw the storm inside her. A storm she had harnessed. I felt it too. A blade in my hand is no longer a tool, but a symbol. The bond in our blood is no longer a chain, but a promise. Then came the banner raising. Azelia held the twin‑crescent symbol between two poles. The new assembly’s banner. Runed circles embroidered with silver and violet threads. Serena stood beneath it, the blade at her side. The wolves howled. Flags rose. The storm declared itself.

Not just from wolves. From warriors. Disciplined. Measured. Not the wild scrapes of a starving rogue. These were meant to break through defenses. Quickly. Cleanly. “Gamma,” Micah calls. “You’re going to want to see this.” I follow his voice toward the barn. What’s left of it. On the far side of the scorched wall, scrawled in blood, is a symbol. An old one. A crest with three vertical slashes through a crescent moon.

I felt like I had just been punched in the gut. “Play it again,” Kara orders, and I do my fingers moving mechanically as the video restarts. The part I had zoned out references us. Our packs having too much control and power, needing to rebalance this forcefulness amongst the other alphas. To be equal to this new god. We all knew they meant Helios. If there was any doubt, there was a winged sun symbol on the sleeve the wolf wore. They also wore some kind of a medallion that was a circle with layers of crisscrossing lines, more circles, dots that must have represented the power of the sun or Helios. I felt like I had seen it before that symbol … was someone wearing it at the conclave? Surely

It’s already being decorated for the summit. The lavish tapestries are being hung in the halls. Our clan emblem is a white dahlia with silhouetted lions running along a pedal on a purple banner. A full moon with three silver crescent moons surrounding it on a black flag stands for the Wolf’s Clan. A snake coiled across itself twice like an infinity-only vertical on a green banner for the Reptiles. The Fliers emblem, a feathered wing fanned out on a blue flag, acting as the sky. Finally, The Nomad’s a red banner with a sailing ship surrounded by all the points of a compass. Safe for true north, signifying they belong not to one but all.

I closed my eyes and delved further into my memories. "Are you sure?" Ace's tone sounded worried. I opened my eyes and nodded to Ace. "I accompanied Alpha Jared to a show once. It was the first time I heard about Alpha King Salvatore. I'm sure I remember correctly that the symbol of the hunters is not like that. Their symbol is a bow." "A silver bow," Ace muttered as if monologuing. "So, whose symbol is it?" I asked curiously. "We'll find out." Ace blinked his eyes and looked at me seriously. "Have you ever seen a symbol like this before?" Again, Ace pointed to the symbol he had drawn in the journal. "Whoever has that symbol has Rylee and Rose."

My muscles tightened instinctively. "What kind of flag?" he asked. "Dark. I thought it was black, but there was so much smoke that I couldn't tell. There was a symbol in the middle." "What symbol?" I closed my eyes and forced myself to remember. The image came slowly. "A circle split down the middle," I told him. "There were two crowns inside it. One upright and the other turned upside down so their points almost touched." Azai's breathing changed. I opened my eyes. "You've seen it."

The ace, the diamond, the three leaf clover, fleur de lis, double keys, wreath, hecate’s wheel, daisy, the shield and helmet. Each had a unique meaning and function. All of which I would have learned if I had gone ahead with my education plans. The door was opened and I was ushered in. The only thing in the room was a long twelve seater table, flower vases with different breeds of roses lined the walls of the huge hall and large picture frames of each of the Townsend symbols hung in pairs of five across the walls. Internally, I wondered how much canvas had been used to make those paintings because they were sure to be my entire body length.