Broken And Scarred

Run Don't Walk Away.

Swearing, mentions of nightmares, panic attacks, mentions of torture/murder and being shot.

Aurora's POV

People leave and I wanna try completing a jump over 10 meters.

Wanda tiptoes up next to me.

"Boo!" 

"Shit! Wanda!"  I turn around and glare at the witch.

"Betcha can't make that jump." She teases. I glare at her and set up the jump.

"Now watch me."

"Oi! Androphomaniac!" Another new  voice yells.

(real quick, an androphomaniac is the passion for commiting murders.)

I ignore them and gear up for the jump.

"You go girl!" I flinch at the voice.

"Nat?" 

She cheers and I jump. As I jump, a gunshot fires.

It tears through my side mid air. I land, but land awkwardly.

"SON OF A BITCH!" I yell at the fucker who shot me. 

 I jump down and wince.

"Ok missy! Med bay for you!" Nat instructs.

I teleport to the med bay and..

"Sup?"

"Oh shit, that scared me!" Bruce!
"I was shot by some fucker in the training room." I sigh. "Don't worry, I got the bullet out." 

Bruce sighs and I sigh, copying him.

"Stand still, I'm gonna give you some painkillers." I shrug at the sciencey boi.

"SHIt!" Yeah I hate needles.

I start laughing and Bucky walks in.

"What the FUCK is going on?" He asks, looking scared. I turn to him and in the most serious voice...

"The existence of watermelons can only mean that there is a firemelon, an earthmelon and airmelon. These are the elemelons!" 

The adults in the room express concern on their faces.

"I mean, they do say greet everyday with enthusiasm. Ok then. I'M SUPER DEPRESSED!" I yell.

"Yep you need therapy." Tony walks in.

I start laughing hysterically and then just stop.

"Don't we all?" 

Cue thoughtful facial expressions.

"HI MR STARK! HI MR BANNER! HI MR BUCKY AND RORY!" I visibly flinch at the sheer volume of ya boi's voice.

"Inside voice Spidey!" I laugh.

"You two... know each other?" Tones and I asks. 

"Yes indeedeth!" 

"Rory, I'm asking you this like in a joke way. WHY THE FUCK CAN'T YOU ACT A TOUCH Normal?"  Petey asks.

"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *Cough* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I reply.

"My god you need help." 
I simply nod.

"Mr Stark can I show Rory my lab? Please?" Pete begs. Aw he's cute.

"Ugh fine but if she breaks anything...." 

"YAS!" You can guess who said that.

"And no kissing!" Bucky yells. 

Pete and I look at each other and then at папа.

We get there and wow.

"Ooh cool!"

Peter's POV

And people say I'm like a hyperactive puppy!

"Are you buying clothes? AT THE FUCKING GROCERY STORE?" Aurora asks.

"Umm no, how high are you?"  I'm concerned.

"Nah fam, it's hi how are you? And I kinda like you." 

Wait what?

"What?"

"OH SHIT DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD OH SHIT!" Ok then.

"Umm I like you too." I whisper. 

"Language!" We both jump as Mr Rogers sticks his head into the room.

"Español!"

He sighs and leaves.

"Pete. Words of advice. Before you judge someone, walk a mile in their shoes.  That way, when you judge them, your a mile away and you have their shoes!" Ok, Rory, might be high.

Aurora's POV
Oh my fuck I can't fucking said that!

But he likes me too, so... not so bad? I can feel the painkillers wearing off, but honestly, pain don't worry me.

Pete's phone buzzes and he grins.

"There's pizza upstairs, want some?"

"Umm bitch, the fuck is pizza?" He looks shocked, ya know, maybe just m a y b e shouldn't have said that.

"Ok, your coming with me!" He grabs my wrist and drags me upstairs.

"Just so you know, I can think of 420 ways to kill you of the top of my head. I know a couple of thousand." I growl.

"And? Your point?" 

I sigh and wait outside the door. I don't like large groups of people, I am a fucking introvert.

Pete walks back out with two plates, each with a triangle on it.

"I'm sending good vibes your way! They're coming. There's nothing you can do to stop them!" Pete smiles and hands me a plate.

"Is this... pizza?" 

"HANG ON! YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW WHAT PIZZA IS?" Clint yells. I flinch, why are people yelling today?

"I'm not answering that." I mumble.

He sighs and walks back into the room.

"Hey wanna go up to the roof?" Pete asks.
I nod and I follow him.

"WOw!" 

I look out over New York. 
"I know right?" I just grin.

We sit in silence for a while.

"There you two are! Bed, now!" Steve ruins the whole moment.

We both stand up and go inside.

"Night!" Pete and I say in unison. *cue intense blushing*

Welp, I guess I hafta sleep. Fuck.

*Nightmarescape!*

There's a smoking gun. And blood. Oh fuck no. I look around and see a glitching computer screen. I tap it and a video plays.
2 figures stand there, surrounded by corpses. 

Oh my shit what is this?