The Forgotten Relics | An Aphmau MCD and MyStreet Crossover

{Chapter One} A Reunion

ALINA'S POV

Alina had been waiting since midnight. The bad men- the GF- had begun an evacuation, and see just followed along at the back of the crowd. No one seemed to notice her there, cloaked in black, her face hidden. A sudden rustle and shout from ahead started her. The crowd began to pull back, but Alina pushed to the front. A pair of GF were dragging a man in a read hoodie holding a sword across the ground, towards someon who was probably one of their leaders.

"Aaron Lycan." The leader scoffed, "Where was he?"

"In the bushes. He's unconscious." A GF answered.

Just then, the man's head moved. His face swivelled and Alina caught a glimpse of it. It was her father, reborn into another life. She had to save him, no matter what her aunt Lizbeth would say.

"Stop! That is inhumane treatment of a fellow human being!" She called bravely.

The leader turned towards her, sneering.

"He is not a human. He is a monster. An Ultima."

Angry, Alina took a step towards him, and then the oddest thing happened. The sword in the man's hand began to twitch. Out of shock, he dropped it and it zoomed straight into Alina's hands. What.. she thought, but then the sword began to change, from the odd silver blade, into a very familiar one.

"What?" The leader GF barked.

"My father's sword." Alina breathed, "Someone tainted it."

"What does that mean? Your father's sword."

"It belonged to my father, then my mother, and then me. It's rightfully mine."

"No, that's Michael's. Or, it was."

"I do not know this Michael you speak of, but I can assure, it is mine."

"Who are you?" The man groaned.

"I'm sure you know my name." Alina smiled, "And I know yours. It's Aaron."

"Yes." He croaked.

"What were you doing in the bushes?" The leader GF sneered at him.

"My entire family is dead. My sister. My father. My mother." He swallowed, "My fiancé. I have nothing left. Take me, and leave my friends out of this. They have suffered enough."

Alina heard several pitiful noises coming from the crowd, but her mind was already in motion.

"How noble of you." The leader scoffed, "You'll get your wish. Once you are gone, everyone else is free."

"Wait." Alina held out her hand, "Who is your fiancé?"

"Don't you mean 'was'." Aaron said miserably.

"Is it Aphmau?"

"How could you possibly.."

Alina face palmed.

"She isn't dead."

"She is. I watched her die. Ein.. he shot her through the chest with some sort of green light. It cut a hole right through. I tried.. to heal her.. but she lost too much blood."

At this point, Alina was pretty sure he won the crowd's sympathy.

"Did her eyes turn gray?"

"Yes." Aaron replied, so distraught he didn't even wonder why she was asking.

"Then she isn't dead. She's in some kind of hibernation."

"What?"

"She's waiting."