Fly Little Butterfly

Echoes Of Thunder

Y/n's P.O.V
"Y/n..."

"Y/n, my little butterfly, wake up..."

A soft and deep gentle voice woke me up.

I opened my eyes to see a star-touched elf, but bigger and older than I am.

I opened my mouth to say something, but all that came out were incoherent babbles.

"Trying to say good morning, little butterfly?" The elf picks my small body up, holding me close to his chest.

I tried to speak again, but all that came out were more babbles.

The elf smiled down at me, rocking me gently in his arms. "There's no need to get fussy, little butterfly."

"Daddy, daddy!" A younger star-touched elf shouted, but she was still older than me, running toward the bigger elf with a piece of paper in her hand, along with a plushie of some sorts.

The bigger elf chuckled. "Yes, what is Leola?"

The younger elf gave the older elf a drawing with three figures drawn on it. "I drew the three of us together."

"It's beautiful, my unicorn, and what's this? Did you draw your little sister with butterfly wings?" The older elf inspect the drawing.

"I did." Leola shook her head, smiling. "I did it because no matter where she's at, there's always a butterfly or butterflies following her around, and I made her this."

Leola held up a butterfly plushie that had sunset-colored wings.

The older elf took the plush, setting it in my arms.

I grappled with it before I had the sudden urge to hug it.

"Daddy, look! Y/n likes it!" Leola said excitedly.

"Indeed she does." The older elf smiled at me.

I looked at the two of them, feeling a sense of comfort, but all of a sudden, the room turned to black, then faded into a place of millions of stars.

I was still tiny, still being held in the older elf's arms, but he was holding me close, crying his eyes out.

"No! I refuse for you to take her like you did with Leola!" The older elf cried out. "Losing one daughter is enough!"

Suddenly, these glowing heads of other star-touched elves appeared all around us.

"We are not going to kill her like your eldest, Aaravos." One of the glowing heads said.

"But just like Leola, she showed a human magic." Another head said.

"What?! She is just a baby! She doesn't know how to control her magic yet!" The older elf said in an angry tone, then attempted to calm me down as I started to fuss.

"Aaravos, because of your children, the cosmic order was disrupted, but since she is a baby, we will seal her away till it deems time for her to face her crimes." A head said.

"Face her crimes?! You can't do that to her! Please!" Aaravos begged. "Please, I can't lose her too."

"We will give you time to say goodbye to her as well." One of the heads said before they disappeared.

"Oh, my little butterfly, I'm so sorry, but one day, we'll meet again, and I'll have my revenge for your sister." Aaravos held my butterfly plush in his hands, tucking it in my arms as I floated up.