Lunar Love

Chapter 5

Luna POV

So many people in one room was freaking me out. Sure I'd asked them all to come into my room because it was easier but still it was freaking me out. "So uh, um alright guys I called all of you in here because I need to know more about some people I hear each of you are close with." I spoke and Steve cleared up the parts Clint didn't hear. "Clint, your best friends with Natasha. Kate your best friends with Yelena. And Steve your best friends with Bucky. What can you all tell me about them?" I asked. Clint spoke up, "Nat's pretty private so I'd suggest asking her directly but from what she'd be okay with me saying, she and Yelena have" Kate cut him off "been through hell." She finished and Steve spoke "Bucky. What do you wanna know?" "He's from HYDRA? I um, has he ever mentioned a girl with purple powers screaming in the cell next to him?" I asked my voice shaking. "Yeah he has. Are you her?"

I nodded. Steve came and sat by me slowly placing his arm around me in a comforting manner. Despite me tending up at the physical touch I eventually relaxed and leaned my head on his shoulder. "What did they do to you?" "To much" "just ask Yelena and Natasha about anything you want to know, I'm sure they'll tell you." She walked out, Clint following after and Steve leaving a little later.

*TIME SKIP*

I was once again in the ballet studio I'd discovered. Dancing slowly I listened to the song.

Laying in the silence
Waiting for the sirens
Signs, any signs I'm alive still
I don't wanna lose it
But I'm not getting through this
Hey, should I pray? Should I pray, yeah
To myself? To a God?
To a savior who can
Unbreak the broken
Unsay these spoken words
Find hope in the hopeless
Pull me out of the train wreck
Unburn the ashes
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet
Pull me out of the train wreck
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out, ah
Pull me out, pull me out

I felt a tear trickle down my face as memories flashed through my mind. I hadn't even noticed Natasha standing in the back watching me dance. "Holy shit what the hell?" I spoke startled. "Your an amazing dancer, pointe and lyrical." She spoke before standing next to me. "Mind if I dance with you?" She asked and I nodded before unpausing the music and continuing dancing, forgetting the world around me. "Clint told me you asked about me?" Natasha informed me while we each put on our pointe shoes. "Um yeah er yes I did. I was curious your quite mysterious." I told her standing up and going to the bar, doing some simple steps, the red head following behind me.

"What do you want to know?" She asked. "Anything really. Something about you." "I dyed my hair blue as a kid. I really liked blue." She spoke, her eyes seeming distant. After some hours of asking questions and dancing Natasha left, leaving me alone although not for long. Moments after I was back dancing again.

Lyin' isn't better than silence
Floatin', but I feel like I'm dyin'
Still, no matter where I go
At the end of every road
You were good to me
You were good to me, yeah
I know it's easier to run
After everything I've done
You were good to me
You were good to me
You were good to me
You were good to me
Leavin' isn't better than tryin'
Growin', but I'm just growin' tired

"Your amazing" I heard a voice say from the studio door, a small chorus of 'mhm's following after all from different voices. I stopped dancing and turned around to see, Yelena, this girl who I thinks name is America, a woman I didn't recognize, Carol, and someone who I thinks name is Wanda standing there. "Uh, thanks. Who is she?" I asked Carol. "I'm Hope. And you'd be?" The woman introduced herself "Luna." I told her. "If your gonna watch me at least have etiquette and get your asses in here." I spoke as they all filled the studio. I danced the rest of the night, bits of the team coming in occasionally. Wanda stayed almost the whole time

When I finished she was sat there playing with her magic. "What's got you up doing all this?" She asked. "Nightmares." I said quietly, a little bit embarrassed for no reason in particular. "Wanna go back to your room and talk about them?" She asked and I nodded a little, feeling a strange sense of comfort around her.
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Word vomit. Im gonna hate this in the morning. That's all hope you guys like it.

-Brooklyn