Old Stories Told New Ways II: An Aiden X Reader Fanfic (MCSM)

❤️Chapter Two❤️

(Y/N)'s POV
"Long time, no see," I say, smiling at the old friends.

{Y'all, Aiden hasn't even finished his first line in the episode and I already hate having to play it again.}

"Since you're all too busy being 'heroes'," Olivia says, air-quoting "heroes".

"'Heroes'?" I ask, mimicking her air-quotes.

"You know, how the group of jerks became known to everyone as 'heroes'?" Axel says, again using air-quotes.

{Yeah, a couple of you called who the villains would be. . . .}

"Hey, at least (Y/N) and Lukas aren't jerks!" Aiden defends. "I can't say the same for me. . . ."

"Aiden, you aren't a jerk and you never have been," I counter. "None of my friends are jerks!" No one can call my friends jerks and get away with it.

"You don't know them like we do," Olivia says bitterly.

No, you don't know them like I do. "Anyways, why are you here?"

"Same reason you are," she says. "To alter reality."

"What is that even supposed to mean?" Maya asks.

"Well, obviously, if the bad people are the heroes," Olivia says, "then the good people are the villains. Like any alternate universe."

"What about Jesse?" Lukas asks.

"She turned on us," Axel says. "If she wants to be friends with you, so be it. We don't need her, anyways."

"We can play along," I say. As long as it doesn't get too out of hand. "As what should we refer to you?"

"The Untamed Wolves," Olivia says proudly. {Because I'm not cool enough to come up with a name as cool as the Blaze Rods and Olivia and Axel aren't cool enough to have a cool name like the "Blaze Rods".}

"Okay then, Untamed Wolves," I say, "what do you even want?"

"Revenge," she says. {Okay, but, seriously, why are there no nice options when talking to Aiden!}

"Revenge for what?" I ask.

"For years and years of ridicule! All you've ever done is tease and bully us!"

"We're sorry, okay? We didn't mean anything!" Aiden says.

"Oh, no, it's too late to apologize," Olivia says. {Cue OneRepublic.}

"Yeah, 'sorry' doesn't help," Axel chimes in.

"Well, what does help?" I ask.

"Drop the act," she says. "No one's buying it, anyways. Or . . ." She draws her sword, followed by Axel drawing his.

My friends pull out their weapons from behind me. I hold my arms out in front of them to both stop them from fighting and protect them. "We're not going to fight you."

"Have it your way. This time," she cackles, putting her sword away then running off into the woods, Axel following suit.

"That was . . . weird," Aiden says once they're out of sight. "I don't think either of them has been that mad before."

"Mad in more ways than one," Maya adds.

"It was almost scary seeing them like that," I say. I shake my head. "Anyways, let's get back to town to talk to Ivor about this flint and steel thing." I lead the way out of the forest, my friends following behind me.

*~*~*~*

The front gates come into view after a long walk.

"Feels good to be almost home," Gill says.