Don't Forget Me
A/N: Hello again my dear readers!
So here is a request, a songfic by Romantic Waltz taking the song of Disney of Moana " I am Moana" that I changed a bit for the purpose of the story. The reader considered the Ancient One as her mother and at her death, she fell apart, but will she recover this loss with the help of her uncles and the new stranger? Read to find out !:)
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Your heartbeat slowed down at the dark news which touched your soul: she was dead. The Ancient One was gone! The only person you had considered as a mother to you was gone.
Forever.
Leaving you alone behind.
" What am I going to do?" you thoughts, clutching your chest, tear on the verge from falling down your silky cheeks.
She was the one who had taught you the Mystic Arts, how to live in the world, and how she pushed you up when you were breaking down. However, she wasn't alone.
Then your thoughts errand towards the other people you knew which like family to you: Mordo and Wong, your uncles like your liked to call them.
I know a girl from an island
She stands apart from the crowd
She loves the sea and her people
She makes her whole family proud
You took a deep breath, looking your surroundings as the last goodbye. You were at the beach, enjoying the sun-stroked your skin when it happened. The bond you shared between the Ancient One and you had broken, shattered into thousand pieces, leaving you in an empty shell.
Sometimes the world seems against you
The journey may leave a scar
But scars can heal and reveal just
Where you are
Her death was difficult to go over, you seemed to see her everywhere as if she was keeping an eye on you from the heavens. Maybe she was, who knows?
You raised your hand up, your ring strongly squeezed between your fingers and began the blazing portal which opened to the temple in Kamar-Taj. You stepped forward and crossed the portal, entering in your ancient house, the one you had lived your entire childhood.
You noticed the mini table on which you used to take tea with her, and you shook your head trying to stop the tears to streak. You heard footfall approaching and you turned on yourself to see Mordo looking at you in awe.
" Y/N! "he said, running towards you and embracing you in a big hug. You hugged him back, nuzzling your nose in his green tunic. When you stepped away, you saw him looked away sheepishly.
You gently put a hand on his gently, a feeble smile on your lips.
" I know, Mordo. But could you tell me what happened exactly?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes frowning.
" Okay, Stephen will explain better, he was here when she died"
You tilted your head to the side.
" Stephen?"
He nodded again.
" Yes, the New Supreme Sorcerer. I'll go get him. Make yourself comfortable Y/N."
You watched leave in hurry steps, muttering something you can not hear.
The people you love will change you
The things you have learned will guide you
And nothing on Earth can silence
The quiet voice still inside you
And when that voice starts to whisper
Y/N, you've come so far
Y/N, listen
Do you know who you are?
Lost in thoughts, I didn't hear the deep voice calling me until a hand landed n my shoulder, squeezing it gently. I turned and was met by a stranger with big striking blue eyes and a red cloak, looking at me a slight blush on his cheekbones. Your eyes focused on the relic he was wearing. You bit your lip thinking about the cape you used to watch in its glass prison and that you had nicknamed " Cloak".
" Cloak, is that you?"
The cloth shivers at your voice as if it had awakened from a deep sleep and left the stranger's shoulder to wrap its hems around your frail figure, hugging you tightly.
" I take that as a yes" you chuckled, caressing the soft material which almost purrs. Mordo and Wong stepped in and you saw Wong's face enlightened at your sight. Him who was so unruffled let a smile crossed his face under the stupefaction of Stephen. The Cloak gently let you go and returned on its shoulder's master and Wong took you into a hug, crushing your bones into his iron grip. You gasped for air and the stranger stepped in:
" Wong, let her go, she can't breath"
Immediately, he let you go, apologising.
" That's okay, I just didn't expect such a hug... Uncle Wong." you teased him.
He grunted at the nickname and you giggled at his face. Then you turned to the stranger.
" Let me reassure you, he is not my real uncle, I just consider him as my uncle. And I know how much he loves it when I call him like that. "
" It made me old", the Asian magician groaned, crossing his arms over his chest.
" And I'm Y/N.,see" you said, smiling at the man with a cloak, " You must be Stephen?"
He nodded.
" Strange. Stephen Strange. Nice to meet you."
Who am I?
I am the girl who loves my friends
I'm the girl who loves to smile
It calls me
I am the daughter of the Mystic Arts
We are descended from magical powers
Who found their way across the world
They call me
Your heartbeat sped up when you locked eyes with him, noticing the blueness of his eyes and the smirk on his lips.
Then, the weight of your visit to the temple clutched your heart and pain overwhelmed your body again. You clenched your hands into fists, trying to not let the pain break you down.
" So, you're the one who sees her for the last time?" you asked, your voice slightly shaking.
He nodded, every inch of happiness gone from his face and the spark which dazzled his eyes had diminished into a sparkle.
" Can you tell me, please?" taking a step closer to him, hope piercing in your voice.
" I'm not sure, this is a good idea Y/N."
" I need to know Stephen. Otherwise I wouldn't ask." you responded, determination shining in your eyes.
I've delivered us to where we are
I have journeyed farther
I am everything I've learned and more
Still it calls me
He looked at Mordo and Wong for support who only acknowledged your request. And he sighed.
" Please, take a seat. I'll bring you some tea. It's a long story"
You did as he told and waited patiently for him, Mordo and Wong leaving the two of you in the training room. He began his tale by explaining to you how he lost his hands, how he found hope with the Ancient One and how his ego and thirst for knowledge obstructed his path for learning the Mystic Arts, but most specifically, how he discovered the secret of her age. This cause a distance between them, next they fought with Kaecilius, she helped them but Kaecilius tricked her and she fell. Gravity taking back its rights and she landed like a fallen angel on the ground. However she was still breathing. He relates you how he brought her to the hospital, trying to keep her alive. Then he used his astral form to see if she had any injuries but there was none. He just saw her astral form disappear into the corridors of the hospital. So he followed her until the balcony, watching the night, the thousand stars and the hope reborn again. She explained to him, she was ready and that she knew that day was coming. She revealed him some informations and the next second she was gone, a smile on her small face vanishing in the air while the monitors started to convey the long beep of death.
Tears were falling down your cheeks, finding new ways to reach your lips and taste the warm salty taste of the tears on your tongue, but you were happy. She had gone peacefully despite the situation. In spite of your pain, you smiled at Stephen and got up to hug him tightly against him.
And the call isn't out there at all
It's inside me
It's like the tide, always falling and rising
I will carry you here in my heart
You'll remind me
That come what may, I know the way
I am Y/N!
" I'm sorry", he said, wrapping his arms around your waist. He barely knew you but he felt safe and it was the same for you.
" Thank you you for telling me Stephen. I know she left this world not alone." You nuzzled your nose in his neck, still crying and the collar of the cloak stroked your face to erase your tears. You laughed and thanked the relic.
You got up and said, breathing heavily.
" Now, We're going to stop Kaecilius to destroy the world. Ready?"
Stephen smirked at you and took your hand to get up.
" Oh, yes"
A/N: So what did you think? Did you like it?
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