Swearing, depressing things, nightmares, mentions of panic attacks and my choice in music. It's not the best. Just warning you.
Aurora's POV
I can think of.... 29 different ways of killing that BITCH. And I don't mean Luna.
Bruce picks Luna up and she yips in pain.
"Hey, I have a dare. Look up Florida Man and then your birthday!" Scott walks in yells.
"Why-who's the Florida Man?"
"An idiot." Nat calls.
I look up Florida Man, 5th of August and wow.
"Drunk Florida man drives lawnmower down major road, tells police: 'Just take me to jail'. What the hell?" Scott grins, and I sigh.
(Seriously, this is a challenge. If you want, comment what you got. You don't have too.)
The mood slightly lifts and Bruce walks back in, with Luna jumping around him.
"Aw! Who's the doggie?" Scott runs over and Luna barks, wagging her tail.
Her paw is bandaged and she limps a bit.
"This is Luna. She's a Labrador Retriever." Peter beat me too it.
"Alright, bed." Wait what?
"What? I slept last night." From the looks I'm getting, I think I said something wrong. "Wait, you sleep every night?"
"Yeah, unless you're Tony." Nat jokes.
"I sleep. Sometimes. Almost every week."
"My point exactly" Nat sighs
"Anyways, BED." Tony waves his hand and Wanda, Pietro, Peter and I trudge off.
"I have to go home tomorrow. School starts in a week. Ugh." He groans, looking pissed off.
"I thought you like school. You have friends, right?"
"Yeah, but still."
"I'll beat up anyone who hurts you." He smiles at that and something pings.
"Go to bed." Jeez that scared me.
I don't realise how tired I am until I go to sleep. Which is almost never. (👉ﾟヮﾟ)👉(👉ﾟヮﾟ)👉(👉ﾟヮﾟ)👉.
I crash soon afterwards, hoping for a decent ish sleep.
🔮Dreamscape🔮
Huh? Where the fuck? I look around and it's different to normal. There's a grandfather clock... that's weird. What the hell is a clock doing in the middle of a field? I run around, trying to find someone.
"Yo, anyone here?" I call to the wind.
"No!" Someone calls back.
"Um, then who the fuck said that?" Ok, whoever's here better show themselves.
Someone runs over and they start laughing.
"Hi! I'm Bayley!" What. I spend a lot of time alone but never had an imaginary friend. That I remember... at least.
"Sup... Why are you here and what's the clock for?"
She shrugs and keeps smiling.
This bitch give me Flowey vibes. Not in the good way.
"Knock knock who's there? Not my laughter I am drowning, falling faster." Wait what?
"What do you mean?" I'm scared.
Clouds swirl above and it's raining. Her smile turns demented and I scramble backwards. The clock chimes and the clouds swirl red.
"A kid like you should not exist. I know you won't be missed." Her voice is layered and I can hear at least 5 different voices.
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Broken And Scarred
FanfictionAurora 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...
