Let's Go Just Another Killer.

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Swearing, fighting, mentions of drugs.

Aurora's POV
I laugh at my stupid joke and I... can smell smoke, shit that's not good. 

"Flame On!" Oh shit. 

I turn around and start laughing, manically. 

"I'm high as fuck. On what.... I don't know. Weed, most likely" I audibly mutter. I'm actually not high, I just say that.

"What the fuck?" A gravelly voice mutters. Grimm. 

"Eh eh eh, the Captain wouldn't approve of such foul language!" I say sounding dead inside. Oh wait, I am dead inside. Oh well. 

I start snickering, at what I don't know.

"Sooo, we just gonna stand here or...?" Cap'n Crunch wannabe starts.

"Um, I'd rather not, coz ya know, places to be, people to MURDER and general mayhem to cause. Ya know, regular kid stuff." I snark. 

"Umm, regular kids don't kill people..." Susan mutters.

"Yeah. Yeah. And everyone here are the most normal goddamn on the planet. Yeah" I sarcastically mumble. Everyone looks offended and I roll my eyes.

"Hey uh, do you feel a.... chill?" I ask, smirking. Everyone shakes their heads. 

I stomp my foot and ice appears, covering the ground. 
"RAYA, play Devilovania!" I yell.

Clint's POV

Right, I've had it with this shit. I charge after her, only to slip and land hard.


"Oof." I grunt. 
I hear Tasha laughing at me and damn I thought I had decent balance. 

"Oh archer. Hehehe. I can do better" Tash quips. 

Pyro turns around and shoots... H O L Y S H I T are those Ice Blades? They fly at everyone, knocking them out. She smiles, a demented as hell smile and skates off.

"I'm goin' after her" Tony yells, and flies after her.

Aurora's POV
I skate off, a trick I learnt from Jude. He can mess with the elements, but relies on his combat skills. Damn I miss those idiots.  The Iron Man blaster noise rings through my ears.

"Damn, was this about the weed? I'm not even high, it was a joke!" I yell. 
Ok, maybe he got up on the wrong side of the bed. Or maybe in a block of pack ice, not like I'd know.  

He keeps firing at me, god he's annoying, and just when this shitty situation can't get get any fucking worse, fire and a KNIFE fly past my ear. 

"Oh for fucks sake CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?" I yell. Wait I know the answer! Hell to the no.

"That's kinda..... AMOGUS!" I mutter.

"What the hell-" I hear. Ah yes. Tinkerbelle, AKA the Human Torch. UGH!


"Welp, let's go, I'm just another killer." I whisper.

They look shocked, scared and kinda over it.

"So, is your whole aesthetic emo, depressing shit? Like skulls, murder and shit?" Tinkerbelle asks.

"Why yes. Yes it is. And I give you 10 seconds to run, before I toss a knife at the base of your throat." I ominously whisper.

"Um that was oddly specific." He whispers in fear.

"Damn right,  trucker. 10,9,8," I start counting down. They both go pale and I laugh. 
"HAH cowards!" I mumble, as I teleport off with a *WOOSH*.
































A/N yeah this is probs shit, my sleep scheldue is fucked  up. sorr

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