MC Diaries: A Garmau Story - Book 2

:13: R o ' M e a v e

A/N - Hello, it's me. I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet. To go over, FUČK IT JUST KILL ME ALREADY YOU GUYS PROBABLY HATE ME FOR NOT UPDATING

My birthday present for today is seeing your guys' comments and stuff. "And stuff".

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[Aphmau's PoV]

(There's been a time skip)

"Panay Roberts, at your service."

She grinned and tilted her head to the side, letting her purple streaked black hair fall slightly onto her face.

We were hiring new guards, yet again.

It seemed all was well that day, no tears or frowns or anything, but... it all turned upside-down in the spilt second where our skies turned gray.

Laurance, strangely, had been missing. (I cried last episode, like my gawd Laurance WHY)

(Bringing your mind to way back when...)
The Jury of Nine, which was, at the time, eight, had been looking for a new recruit.

Against my will, against everyone's, they took him.

They took Garroth.

Since then, we had seen him every now and then, rather frequently. (Explanations!)

Phoenix Drop was so much more... bleak.

Dull, gray, pallid... it didn't seem the same.

I was lonely.

"Miss Aphmau?" Panay's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Is something wrong?"

"O-oh, I'm fine." I lied. "And you can call me Aphmau."

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Back, to the case of Anya Ro'Lesse.

Months ago, we'd found she was indeed pregnant with Aaron's child.

And now, it was time.

[I'm killing myself, while doing this, since I have a burning hatred for Aaron.]

"Lilith Garnet." she said.

A small crowd of women were gathered, cooing over the newborn...

Then something happened. Lilith's cries became warbled and stuffy.

Anya was crying now, and we all came to the realization. She was dying.

"No," whispered Anya. "No, no, this... this can't be."

She fought back tears for long enough to tell us that a disease ran through her family. That was the reason her family, the extended family that made up her village, was wiped out. Like cancer almost. Her gaze never fell from her child.

"Aphmau, please." she looked up at me, tear filled eyes pleading. "Help her."

I nodded. This small child was all we had left of Aaron, his flesh and blood... and it was on the brink of death.