Aurora Iden has... problems. Sold to HYDRA as a child she has a lot of childhood trauma. Being deaf also doesn't help. And when a mission gone wrong puts her on SHIELD's radar, she's in a bit of a situation. (this is an AU where noone died in endgam...
Aurora's POV My wrist finally heals. Ugh. So, maybe my healing is based on sleep/eating? Welp. That'll suck. I stand up and start wandering around. I stumble into a clearing and see a... an old theatre? I'm gonna go in!
I run in and as I enter, the light turns on.
"Ooh motion sensors!" I whisper, not wanting to disturb the peace. I walk into.. oh my god, is that... a stage? I put my bag down and open a storage portal.
"Toe shoes, toe shoes, nope, nope" I mumble.
*THUD* I look around and see my black toe shoes sitting next to me. Huh. Must not of noticed. Ah well. I shift into a pair of black leggings and slip my black jacket on. Yes, I'm so emo.
"Raya play Hopes and Dreams OST" I ask, having a dance play out in my head.
The song starts and I start dancing. Soon, the songs ends but I keep dancing, pushing myself to be better.
*clap clap clap* I hear applause and I turn around.
"Oh I'm sorry! Is this... your theatre?" I ask. Wait there's no-one there. o-o.
"Who's there?" I ask and as I say that, a boy appears. Ah. A ghost.
"Can... you see me?" The ghost boy asks.
I nod and he looks happy.
"Bestie, why you haunting this place? It seems low key abandoned..." I trail off. His face darkens.
"I was killed here, and I can't leave until I've been buried." I whispers. I walk over to him and give him a hug.
"Well then. I'll give you a funeral, all proper like, yeah?" I tell him.
"Wait, really? For real?" He sounds hopeful and I laugh.
"Of course, you've been cooped up here for so long." I say.
He starts floating out and I follow him into a room with a corpse. He looks like he's asleep.
"Here."
I nod and use my telekinesis to pick up the body.
"Woah, powers?" He asks, sounding amazed.
"Do you have a name?" I ask so I know what to put on the headstone.
"Alex. I don't remember my last name, but before you ask, I'll explain how I died. I was 17 and it was in 1998. I was born in 1980.It was after a performance here. I was the lead male role and also the youngest. Maybe my other group members didn't like me. But after the performance, they stabbed me with an ice pick." Alex says, crying a bit.
"Well, then I shall kill those son of a bitches." I growl. I've known him for 30 minutes and already consider him as a friend.
"No, no don't." He pleads. I roll my eyes.
"Ugh fine. Now, what flowers do you want?" I ask so I can create special flowers that won't wilt.
"Umm, red roses. Like what they use in performances." He brightens up and I smile.
We get outside and I raise the earth around where the grave will be. A rock appears, the size of a headstone and I start engraving the rock.
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Here lies Alex.
Born 1980 and dies 1998 aged 18.
Take more chances, dance more dances.
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I lay the corpse in the grave and place the earth over it. The headstone has red roses in front of it and Alex looks ecstatic.
"The flowers will never wilt, don't worry." I inform him.
"Wow powers!" He yells. I flinch at that.
"Hey, wanna dance?" He asks, shyly.
"Ballet?"
He nods and so do I. We run back to the stage and start the music. Soon, we're dancing in sync and I notice something.
"Alex! Look!" I yell.
"Huh what?" He looks around, scared.
"Ghosts give of an aura, maybe when you dance, it disappears" I theorise.
He looks thoughtful and then shrugs. "Hey, will I see you again?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm a necromancer. I see and speak to the dead. If you wanna talk, all you have to do is look for my thoughts." I tell him.
"I'm gonna explore the real world now!" He yells, happily.
"I'm not stopping you." I tell him and he disappears.
I shift back to my battle gear and take my toe shoes off.
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And with that, I'm gone.
Tony's POV
I wake up and see Bruce asleep on my shoulder.
"Hey Bruce. Bruce wake up" I whisper.
He jumps up and I laugh.
"Tones, your mean." He pouts.
"You know you love me!" I taunt and he sighs.
"Lovebirbs, Fury is calling a meeting." FRI tells us.
We both groan and walk downstairs.
"Ah Stark, Banner, you two decided to grace us with your presences." Fury sasses.
"What's the point of this, it's 2 in the fucking morning." Bruce yawns.
"Language!" Capsicle yells.
I'm trying so hard not to say english.
"Tony doesn't even sleep, what are you on about?" Nat asks, actually confused.
We sit down and zone out.
"Suit up and get going!" Fury yells. I smirk and run out.
