Encanto Fanfiction - Not all miracles are good

4 - How I met your mother

"Oscar!" Maria called. He stopped chasing them and ran back to her. She embraced him and his parents ran up too. Some of the villagers were cheering but some of them were reluctant to come out of where they were hiding after a display of so much power. There were some words of appreciation towards Oscar but some of the elders discussed how dangerous he was in hushed tones. The village was quiet that night and they never saw the raiders again. 

Some of the villagers now credited Oscar as the town saviour while others feared him more. Maria was grateful to him for saving the village and they started hanging out even more to the dismay of Maria's parents. Oscar still had a temper but Maria was able to calm him down most of the time while they were together. They could cool off by going on adventures and would often disappear into the jungle for a while. 

When Oscar was 20 they got married and not too long after you were born. Your mother Maria would do anything for you. You didn't show any power when you were born so you were able to be with the other kids. However, as young parents they were tired and this did not bode well for your Papá Oscar's temper. He started drinking alcohol to help cope but it would lead to even bigger explosions the next day with a hangover. He would lose his cool and would leave your Mamá Maria as she had to look after you. He would leave for a while and Maria said he couldn't keep doing that as she needed him to help look after you. He would stay and be angry and or leave and not be of help. Your Mamá tried to get help elsewhere but your Aublea and Abuelo passed away when you were very young due to the exposure to Oscar's power. Your Mamá's parents were also a little nervous to be around Oscar and they couldn't be certain that you wouldn't do the same thing as you grew older. So your Mamá didn't get much help and the stress on your parents led to your Papá zapping your mother. She took you to her parents for a while before coming back to Oscar after that. 

As you grew up you feared your Papá. You would have to hide from him as your Mamá and Papá fought and when you could control your emotions you were as quiet as possible. However, you were a child and sometimes you cried or made mistakes and you would try hard to fix it before you Papá got angry. He had zapped you before to try to teach you a lesson when you had slipped up. On your fifth birthday, you only had one friend over whose parents were ok with them being there. You were finger painting and having a nice time while your Mamá and Papá were in the kitchen. You got excited and tipped a whole pot of colour all over yourself and your friend and the table. You started sniffling and trying to hold back sobs as you looked up and your Papá who was coming towards you. You started backing away and your friend looked at your Papá nervously. 

"Y/N, what have you done?" Your Papá said, the anger starting to rise in his voice. You take another step back but then suddenly start floating into the air. Your Mamá, Papá, and friend look at you in awe as you start to glow brightly. Then you glide back down to the ground. You look up at your Papá but he seems to be looking through you now. 

"Oscar what did you do?!" Your Mamá shouts as her eyes dart around where you were floating. 

"I didn't do anything!" He replies angrily and your friend starts crying and runs out of the house. You look at you Mamá and Papá confused as they continue to yell at each other and your back up into a corner. 

"My parents warned me about your gift but I wanted to be with you, how could you take our child away from us." Your Mamá cried. 

You look down at your hand but realise you can see right through it. Your whole body disappeared. 

"Mamá?" You say weakly, but no one heard you over the yelling. 

"It's not my fault! You're the one that wanted a child." Oscar yelled back. 

"I can't believe you. I never want to see you again." Your Mamá cried as she ran out the door. 

Your Papá smashes the rest of the paint and fingerprinting supplies off the table and storms out past you as you make sure to get out of the way. You sprint to your room and hide under your bed scared and confused about what to do next.