Howl x reader/oc Once, many years ago a young boy was roaming in a field he came to many nights before when shooting stars reigned through the sky. He followed where they were going and found one laying on the ground. He picked up the fallen star and held it to his eyes when a small voice began to speak to him, compelling him into consuming it. When he did, a blinding light appeared in front of him. When the light went out two giant wings burst outwards then a girl came forwards. She was around the same age as him and in her hands she held a small ball of fire, then the boy felt himself go cold but he was still alive. He looked down and in her hands she held his heart, covered in fire and held a face that smiled a little at him. Then she held out her hand and took him off into the sky. This story will contain slight blood, gore, violence and slightly mature themes but no smut (never mind the no smut, whoopsies)