Lumina Moon Unfortunately, Under Construction

by Lila Strange

{![UNDER CONSTRUCTION UNFORTUNATELY}!] A young girl was taken captive at the age of eight, tortured, beaten, and drugged. But what happens when the Avengers burst into the base and rescue her? Taken in by the team, she begins to bond with them all and learns that she is more than one ordinary teenager; she has abilities like no other. [Sorry the inconvenience! I'm having troubles.]

9. Chapter 9

A/N: This chapter really gets into details about Lumina's bedroom, mainly because I want all of you to be able to mentally picture this as close to what I see as physically possible. Although some parts of this you may want to skip through, I highly advise against it as the details and other things will be important later. I have spaced out the details of every part of the suite for you all just incase you wanted to reread certain things about a certain part of the room. Thank you and enjoy this update. Shout out to the following:

-Onyx Winchester

-HawaiianChick12

-Ruxiod

-Sabina Mohammad

-Shinigamidemidragonslayer99

-crawler123

I do not own Marvel or anything else except my OCs.

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The room was everything I had dreamed of and more. The layout had basically no inner doors, only one wall separating the small, modern kitchen from the rest of the room, a small archway that led into the lounge/bedroom part of the suite, a GIANT walk-in closet and ajoining master bathroom, and out of all the things in the world, a loft. Yes evryone, a loft. A FREAKIN' LOFT! As I look around the room, I notice that the walls in the loft are all blank; perfect! I could paint my own walls! After calming myself down, (if that was even possible at this point, I stroll into the bedroom and lounge part of the suite.

The North and South walls were black, with deatailed silver stars and constilations, while the opposite walls were a shining silver, with black spiraling accents. In the corner of the room lays a daybed, silver and black throw pillows neatly tossed on top while a large galaxy body pillow sits behind them all. A black comforter is gently folded atop it all, with a nightstand on either side and a galaxy lamp on each. A large silver dresser stands in the opposite corner, waiting to be filled with my outfits. Glancing ahead, I finally see why this is the perfect spot for a bedroom or lounge; a large bay-window bathes the room in light, easily brightening the entire suite. A black leather couch sits in front of the glass, with a black and silver bubble chair is hung from the ceiling. Blankets and pillows are scattered amongst the furniture in my favorite patterns and colors, making this even better.

Not wanting to miss anything, I move to explore the rest of my 'appartment'. The kitchen is how you would expect, but all in my colors. In the center of the kitchen though, stands an island with three black barstools in front.

As I step into the bathroom, I notice the floor looks as if it were overtaken by a massive spiral of silver, outlined by black lines. The rest of the bathroom seemed normal, except for the fact that there was a hot-tub.

Wanting to save the best for last, I walk into the walk-in closet. To my dismay, there were no clothes. There was only a few cushioned seats in the center of the room. As soon as my eyes leave the seating, I do a double take. There was some sort of remote control. A frown spreads across my face in confusion. Walking over to the device, I pick it up. It has only one button; a power button. As I press it, it morphs into some sort of tablet, lighting up a light blue. I notive there were many categories, such as 'T-shirts', 'Jackets', 'Shorts'. Then I realise what it is: Tony said something about programming my closet. This tablet must be what controls it. Deciding to deal with the closet later, I step out the doorway and make my way towards my loft.

"Eeeeee!" I squeal.

The large wooden platform closest to the ceiling was as black as the night sky with matching stairs leading sat rows upon rows of bookcases, filled with hundreds of books. As I make my way onto the stair case, I grip the railing. (I'm kind of a klutz sometimes) Eventually stepping onto the platform, I find myself scouring the shelves in look of an interesting book. Eventually settling on a book labeled 'City of Bones', I walk back down the staircase. My eyes look over to underneath the platform, and a frown forms on my face.

There's black curtains with more constellations painted onto them hanging down from above, therefor enclosing the space. Book in hand, I venture over to the hanging fabric, pulling them aside. A large white desk sits in the center of the room, a large computer with some sort of apple logo sitting atop the surface. Other necessary objects for a work space lay somewhere in the space along with a few squishy chairs, more pillows decorating them of course. Smiling, I step out of the area, making my way towards the lounge area.

Chosing a large bubble chair, I sit swinging in peace and harmony, contently reading my book.

"I see you found your library then." a voice says.

I jump, dropping my book in the proccess. Frustrated, I slowly, calmy stand out of the hanging chair, my back to the intruder.

"You. Made. Me. Lose my place." I say, making my tone eerily calm.

"Er-uh...sorry?" the man apologises, slightly afraid.

I spin abruptly, startling the man. "Do that again, and I sew your mouth shut." I threaten, venom in my voice.

"WOAH! Sorry, sorry! You're really touchy about your books, aren't you..?" Tony asks hesitantly.

"You have no idea. Heh, sorry. Didn't mean to be so harsh. Thank you for the room, Tony. It means a lot to me.." I smile.

"I'm glad. Oh, I almost forgot! There's something special about this room, only you can enter it though. I made it that way, figured you'd need alone time. Hell, even JARVIS can't open it, ain't that right J?"

"Indeed, sir." JARVIS responds.