5:30 AM Training

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Swearing. and depressing shit! Still pretty good tho. 

Aurora's POV

I lie awake, nightmares keeping me up. I stare at the clock, 3:33AM. Huh. Witching hour. Ghosts, demons, only things I can see, because that's another way I'm totally fucked up. Psychic Medium? Yeah sounds fun, but REALITY CHECK ITS NOT! I hear the cries of unsettled or lost souls, it hurts.  The cries children I had to kill, I made grown men cry. Hearing them beg for mercy, but in the end, I chose to kill them. I pulled the trigger, I stabbed them. Why do the Avengers except me when they've seen my record. Over a thousand fucking people DEAD. All because of me.  

"Hey Raya, Play His Theme, By Man On The Internet. Please." I quietly ask. 

"Ok. His Theme, Featuring Frisk and Asriel, now playing." RAYA replies.


I think about all the families I've ruined, children I've left without parents, people who... didn't hafta die. 

The song finishes, and I need music.

"Raya, play playlist, late nightmares. And play these songs. Ultra Necrozma, by Man On The Internet and Lost Girl also by Man On The Internet." I ask again. 

The songs end and honestly, they slap.  I look at the clock and it reads 4:30. I should probs get ready. Plus I wanna see the training room and get to laugh at everyone for being late. 

I walk over to the lift (Elevator for all you americans

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I walk over to the lift (Elevator for all you americans.) 

"Where to, tornado." A calm slightly Irish voice comes over the speakers. I almost jump outta my skin that scared me. 

"Uh, training room, thanks." I carefully respond. The lift starts moving and suddenly. WOW. I race over to the obstacle course and yell a THANKS! To the AI, FRIDAY, I think. 

I use Morse code to tap out: RAYA, Play Undertale Genocide Package: Star. Honestly, I relate to Chara the most. Or Asriel, he's cool.

Music blares through my hearing aids, yes, I upgraded them to be essentially Bluetooth earbuds. I run over to the course and started. I lost track of time. This was nice. After I escaped,  one of the first things I did was run to Atlanta, the nearest city. Some guys were doing a course and yelled:

✨flashback✨

"Aw look, the little girl wants to try. She'll fall over over and cry for her mommy!" They taunted. I rolled my eyes, and completed the course cleanly in under 5 minutes. 
"Close your mouths. You'll attract flies." I snarked. 

Flashback over. 

"WHAT THE FUCK AURORA? YOU COULD'VE DIED!" Nat yells, watching me jump 8 meters off a ledge.

"Oh well I didn't." I respond with a cheeky grin. Clint and Loki wander in, looking tired. Boys. 

"How are you so... happy looking?" Clint yawns. 

"Eh, nightmares. THAT I DO NOT WANNA TALK ABOUT DON'T FUCKING ASK." I finish. 

"Alrighty then. You're gonna be fighting me, just to see where you are in terms of combat." Nat states.

Yeah lets go bitch. I smirk and Clint turns to Loki. 

"Bet $10 that Nat wins." Clint states.

"Your on!"



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