Stolen Stars
Hey guys! This is an au based around the plot of The Greatest Showman, i thought of something cool to do with this style of plot. Therefore this came. I hope this is something you enjoy!
Prologue/A million dreams
However big, however small
Let me be part of it all
Share your dreams with me
You may be right, you may be wrong
But say that you'll bring me along
To the world you see
To the world I close my eyes to see
I close my eyes to see
Let's set the stage for you, our story sets place in Paris France. A place where anyone who dares take the name of a miraculous holder is once again pushed into a sense of darkness. People have them, but everyone is afraid to even step near their kwami in fear of becoming an outcast to the rest of the world. Heroes were once welcomed. And in so many places praised for who they were, the rare masked heroes of Paris. But when the world became corrupt and everything that was known disappeared off of the face of the earth. Leaving a few who wanted to fight for good. But the more good they fought against the more bad that arrived.
"Stop that freak!" one voice called pointing in the direction of a woman dressed like a fox.
"The world doesn't need you." a hissed out tone came, pushing down a young male dressed like a turtle of sorts away from where he sat on the bench
"Go back into hiding." a final voice called out. Pushing another into a brick wall that sat behind her. This happened to be enough to cause these heroes to break. Leaving everything including their Kwami behind.
Due to fear these holders passed along their powers to a different generation. Nobody dared touched them.
Well, until the sellsmen's son came in. Nino Lahiffe came into play. Growing up in a world corrupted by these kinds of things came. He was raised to believe the world would never be kind enough to allow anyone in. he believed this till he met Alya Césaire. A rich writer's daughter. She to him was the world and he didn't want her to one day feel as pained as he did.
Once she was shipped off to boarding school he understood things would change, but he was always hopeful it wouldn't change her.
"Alya,
I hope this letter came in safe hands.
How's schooling? Are the people there nice?
I want you to know now, it is my promise you will have everything you could ask for
And it's my plan to provide for you
I apologize for the shortness of this letter
All my love
Nino L."
These began a chain for the two of them. Whenever they got an opportunity to write they did, making sure even when they were this far apart they made time for each other. Nino found himself small job after small job, knowing this was what he needed to do. From fruit sellsmen to a railroad worker. This all would have been worth it. Whether he understood it now or now. It all would come to pass. Finally, entering into her eighteenth year of being alive and as soon as he would allow himself to he approached her home. Knocking lightly on the door he made sure to stand straight. He wanted - he had to make a good impression when planning on proving he could provide for her.
"You're asking for my approval to marry her?" Nino heard the man on the other side ask with sternness in his voice.
"It's what's considered polite." he added in.
"If it was up to me the answer would be no, but since it's up to her, ill allow her to choose." he commented with a sour tinge in his voice. Wow, this man was a serious charmer. Even though he was as prickly as a cactus.
"Sir, it's my plan to provide for her." he said as he looked to her father.
"One day, she will return home." her father remarked as soon as he saw his daughter standing right behind her.
"Not on my watch sir." he replied with the dip of a hat.
Give it a few years, and things really did fall apart, job after job failed and there was no way to provide for his daughters, but as another door closed, another opened. But the thing he found himself that kept him going was the realization he had two daughters to provide for. Looking up he thought of the heroes. And the realization struck. He didn't want these heroes to be held in shadows anymore.
"But the hare didn't win, because in the end he realized. Slow and steady wins the race." he finished the bedtime story and looked over. Both his daughters fast asleep. Emma the eldest holding to her sister Mary tightly
"This is the kind of happiness i wish to have forever." he heard Alya mutter from the rocking chair in the corner. As she got up he followed, this would finally be the time he brought up what had been on his mind lately. He would finally ask.
"Alya, what do you think of the heroes…" he asked his wife as they got ready for bed
"Ive never seen them, i guess i don't really have thoughts of them." she replied brushing her hair out.
"But thought wise?"
"Ive always thought they were interesting." she admitted and rolled her eyes at her husbands usual antics.
"What if we were to bring them into light again."
"Id think you were crazy, but as a wife. Id support you." she admitted with a sigh. What was he up to.
"I know theyre out there somehow. I just need to find them and make them seen."\
" honey, theyve always been seen. It was always in the wrong light." she finished up giving a suspicious glance
"Thats what i want to change." he commented running his hands through his messy hair.
"I know - and i want to help you." she noted. All she wanted was to let her husband know he was appreciated. Even if they didn't always agree."but… can we please do this in the morning though. I appreciate the enthusiasm but the girls have me exhausted." she commented floppimg back dramatically on her bed. When she was younger she would of gotten in trouble for it, her father saying it wasnt ladylike. Of course it didn't matter now.
"Morning it is." he commented and smiled. Seeing his wife happy made him happy. Because there was so much of him that did this for her, for his daughters. To make them happy. Despite what things may happened. They would stick together.
[ i'm doing this chapter by chapter, but i'm excited to write this! Alya is Charity, Nino is Barnum later on Marinette will be Anne and Adrien is Phillip. More to come! ]
