"Cassiopeia." [1/3]

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I'M BACK!!!!!! So umm, I just came from hell (school) but I'll be back there after this short educational trip to the fanfiction world. I really NEED a trip back to my humble abode because school is toxic as shit today so I have to divert myself for once. But anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this cute one-shot. It'll be an alternate universe one-shot wherein the scenes and beliefs are still fictional. Enjoy!

NOTE: Your name is going to be Cassiopeia (Pia for short) for this special one-shot :))

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YOUR POV

"Mom!"

I gasped, looking up at the doleful skies. I held my head and rubbed my temples continuously. The crying clouds constantly tickled my skin. I scanned my place and saw green trees, a pond, and a flare floating in front of me.

"Where am I?" I asked myself. I never saw this before because I came from a world full of magic. Nature is different compared to this place. My trees are made from gold leaves; the sky always has colorful waves (aurora) and people back in my world are glowing. As I see myself, I have the flesh of a human, and my yellow ombre-shaded dress is changed into a white nightgown.

How did I reach the human world?

Standing up, the yellow flare in front of me begins to fade. I furrowed my eyebrows and closed my eyes controlling it with my mind. As I flutter my eyelashes, it completely disappeared. The temperature gets cold and I'm starting to get soaked from the rain. I am a star goddess, I must need warmth to be able to live more. I've never experienced this phenomenon yet, though I must find a way on how to provide myself with my needs. I embraced myself in an attempt to heat up but the cry of the heavens is stopping me from continuing my trail.

The more I trudge, the less my temperature gets. Chances are dropping by zero now. I couldn't witness the world anymore nor the lights from a far away. I've been eyeing at those dancing lights but it was useless as my limbs.

Unfortunately, when I opened my mouth, I couldn't scream. I couldn't hear my voice when I had to use it. I was ready to fall down on my knees when a blinding light appeared behind me.

"Oh, shit!" It said. I turned around and saw two circular lights in front; a glass where two black sticks are moving; and a cloud of smoke surrounding its structure. I shivered under the sorrowful heavens. My hair was as thin as the grass underneath my feet. It was wet as my dress.

A figure shifts beside me. As I look up, I see a lanky boy standing after me. He had curls above his head; his face is obscure. The night sky concealed his face.

My last sigh was my last action. The darkness completely devoured me. It knocked me out until I felt my weight getting heavy.

That was the last thing I knew about myself.

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"Nick, are we there yet?" I groaned. My vision blurs and my head throbs in sync. I firmly closed my eyes, controlling my vision. Opening them, I saw a bright world of new species.

I'm back to reality again.

"Miss?" a calm voice filled the atmosphere. The boy's features are clear now. High and sharp cheekbones, sheer jawline, and mesmerizing eyes of a gorgeous specimen.

If only I could talk, I could've told him how beautiful he is.

I scrutinized the place—"We're inside the car. We're about to drop you at the hospital but since you're awake, may we know where you live?"

I honestly don't know how to put my words into your words. I lost my voice and I guess, I'll lose my magic as well.

"Nick, she doesn't talk. Maybe she's...you know?"

"Um, here," the male, in front, lent a white thing and a stick. I curiously scanned the two materials on my lap. The stick does a clicking sound when you press the top part. What is this?

"Write your name and your address on that paper. I'm really sorry, you have to go through these. We don't understand hand signals so probably this would help."

His eyes are like the sparkles around me back at my world. I could get lost in it. His plumpy pink lips lure me as well as the trail of freckles on his cheeks and nose bridge. Blinking, he called my attention. I looked down as the hot air hugs me throughout the journey. I finally remembered how I got here.

The Black Hole.

Argentine, the flushed away Queen of the planet Pluto, came for revenge. She made the black hole in an attempt to uphold all the planets I and my family are treasuring. As the star goddess and guardian, we fight for the safety of humanity, but since Argentine wanted all, she abused her power and separated herself from us.

I had everything to defeat her but it was useless. I was thrashed by her power, sucking me out of my world. I came from the universe but now I'm in the human world—the world I used to protect from harm. My vision gets blurry as seconds pass by. My tears tickled my steaming cheeks, remembering how I was taken away from my family. I slowly wiped it away, avoiding eye contact. The journey was paused; the two boys watched me. I restrained myself from crying though, my sniffs couldn't contain my soft sobs.

I slowly shook my head, putting the two human inventions away from me.

"Shh...It's okay. We're here for you." he said. The lanky boy hugged me. His radiance—his body heat was all I need. A human's body heat could normalize my temperature.

"I guess we'll have to bring her home," the other human interfered. The boy broke the hug when I needed more of him. I didn't let my instincts control me because it will be obviously weird if I pulled his body just so I could have his radiance again.

Sighing, I can feel my powers coursing through my veins again. Maybe by tomorrow, I can finally cast myself a spell so I communicate with them.

Then I remembered. By lip contact, I can adapt their language and vocabulary. It will be done for days to accomplish this task, knowing that these humans are sensitive.

"By the way, the name is Finn."

Finn showed a hand. I slightly tilted my head and gave him a look. He awkwardly took it away and flashed a short smile.

"Nick, the name is Nick. His brother," he gestured his head towards the male beside me. I smiled and simply bowed my head.

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