Fly To The Stars (Mirabel x Fem! Reader)

Prologue - Little Miracle

Power. An odd thing, isn't it? As long as mankind has existed, I have watched over them and it's the only thing many of them seek. Their wars came with this idea of control, but severe loss. So, I send my creatures to watch over and bless them.

Little Mariposa... Curious little thing, blessing such a family as the Madrigals with powers beyond human capabilities.

I wonder... Hmm.

Lucièrnaga, what have you chosen for the little (Y/N) Agnello?

~Little Firefly, your heart is bound to the stars~

"Polaris, please..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"I pray to you..."

"Please! Spare my daughter!"

"Deliver me from this place..."

Pow!

"Take me to my real home!"

A subtle thud to the floor startled you from your prayer to Polaris, what most know as the North Star. However, Polaris was more than that to you. Polaris was a God, one who delivered those who suffer away from their evils. However, could anything, supernatural or not, see you crying in a box while your father defended you from the bad men out there?

Though your box is well hidden, one little device managed to wiggle its way inside.

"What the...?"

You snatch the object quickly and open your hand, revealing a spherical compass that displays a needle in a glowing light blue liquid, pointing up without any directions or coordinates. The only word you could make out was "Fate".

"Up? Just... the sky? This compass doesn't even work-"

A brute force that rushed to the box you were just hiding in threw it to the side, a towering man in blood covered white sneering at the girl under him. "There you are! You're coming with me, dog of a person. You've been enough trouble for me."

Whatever that compass is, you'll have to trust it to take you home.

"Y-you can't force me to do anything! My father will never accept your proposal!"

"Then why is he all over me?"

His sickening cackle could rival that of a hyena, sickly and the last thing you want to hear as you're struggling to survive. Just why is he so determined to marry (Y/N)? It's simple: A predator loves the chase of prey that's not meant for them. It's why telling a man that he doesn't even hold a candle to your love for the local girls is the last thing you want to do, especially in a small town with "home values". His hands lift you up to his level, and in his blue eyes you see a chance to escape.

CHOMP!

"AUGH! You BITCH!"

Asphalt is a way better feeling than in the hands of a man, even if it hurts being thrown from his height. The predator holds his hand to his eye, which dribbles red down his fingers all the way to his wrist. Taking no chances, you run down the street with your compass in hand as far as you can. The town you used to call your home faded further and further, until it became a speck in your view.

"Let's see what you're about..."

You open your hand, only to see the needle is still pointing up. Only when you hear a buzzing near your ear does the needle move to the side of your face.

"ACK! A wasp!"

Your quick thinking decided to throw the compass and wave your hands around like your own little dance. Go (Y/N), go!

"Is it gone?! It might be in my hair!"

To your relief, it was just a firefly. A tiny, blue bug... landing on your compass. The needle pointed straight to the creature, which caused the glowing blue to shift into... a girl?

"Wait, give that back!"

In your hand, the vision grew faint and disappeared. The firefly only fluttered and landed in your hair.

"Little firefly... Can you touch it again?"

Flying back and settling on the compass revealed the girl again. Her dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, green glasses... And was that her singing?

This is our home

We've got every generation

So full of music

A rhythm of its own design

"Home... Home! You aren't any bug, you must be my miracle!"

The warmth of this revelation found its way into your wounded heart, the little glowfly beaming a brighter blue.

"Take me there, please! Take me to the girl with the glasses! Take me home!"