Hopes, Dreams, Nightmares, Broken Mind.

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swearing,  nightmares, depressing shit, murder, blood and panic attacks. This is a could be very triggering, I'm so sorry if this triggers anything

Aurora's POV

I teleport into the compound in my phase form and fall into the kitchen. 

"OW!" I yell. Hey. Don't laugh, you've never done this before.

I teleport to the training room hoping its empty. 

"Heyo FRIDAY? Is the training space empty?" I ask, hoping it is. 

"Yes it is" 

Yesss!  I teleport down there and race over to the parkour course. Time for some Hardcore Parkour lets go!

A screen pops up and ooh! I can change it! I swap the sticky wall for moving platforms. Something I'm not very good at.  I start it up and Bad Time Trio Triple The Threat Nitro Remix.

It's a 🅱op. After running through the course 4 or 5 times, Pietro enters. I haven't really spoken to him since the whole 'blasting him in the back with rainbow swirly light' incident.

"Sup?" He asks. I have no idea what to say or do, what are you supposed to say to someone you tried to kill?

"Umm the sky? Asgard?" I respond.

He starts laughing and I'm slightly confused. 

"Hey, I just came to see what you were doing, also Wanda's here too if you two want to like talk or whatever" He says.

I have no idea why the hell I would do that so I nod and resume parkouring. After a while, I stare out the window and realise, holy shit, its night time already? HOW? Eh, I need sleep anyways. I walk to my room and crash on my bed.


🔮DREAMSCAPE🔮(or more accurately, Nightmare scape)

I'm alone. I can hear a voice, singing... I follow the voice and see a little girl in a white ballet dress, with what I hope is red ink, or just how the dress was made. She has a metal arm and a twisted smile. The scene shifts and I... know where I am. There's a man chained to a chair in front of me and a guard stands. I'm about 3.5 years old and my spirit was long broken. The guard hands me a handgun and shows me how to fire it. 
"Kill him Pyro" He tells me.

I stare at him in horror.

"Shoot. Him" He says. 

I close my eyes and shoot the man in the skull. Blood was everywhere,  and I stare at my 3 year old self in horror. I was 3. I was forced to kill a possibly innocent man. The scene shifts again, and a slightly older me is in a chair. Aw fuck. Not this shit.

"Pyro, when will you learn that you can't escape HYDRA?" Peirce asks, in a sing song tone. 

"Fuck you. I hope you rot in hell, you sadistic asshole" I growl. He motions to a guy and the chair turns on. 

I scream, I can remember the pain that chair gave me. I hate it. 

The scene cuts out and the little girl is back.

"What the fuck did you just show me?" I ask, in fear.

"Monster. All you'll ever be." She replies.  The scene shifts and everyone I know and care about is dead. Peter, MJ, Harley, Ned, Kate, Shuri, Tony, everyone. I let out a strangled cry. 

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?" I yell. 

"Monster." She replies. I start crying and she walks over to me with a knife. I stand up and pull a sword from my wings. We fight, and it ends up with her dead. I wake up, crying and internally yelling at myself for showing any emotions.  

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