Hello everyone! I know you must've thought I was dead or something by now, but nope! I promised a story with OC's, and you're getting it! I'll probably take my sweet time uploading chapters, but that's to prevent me losing interest in my own storyline again. Yes, this has faery folklore intertwined heavily into it, so if you don't recognize some of the stuff, either DM me with your questions or look up the folklore yourselves. I am open to suggestion, so let me know if there's anything I can do to make this better! Enough from me for now, enjoy!

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The summer night was pleasantly warm as the new mother placed her newborn in the crib. The child stirred somewhat, but then lay still yet again seconds later. The young woman looked upon her child with utmost fondness, yet untold sadness. She kissed the child's head softly, and left for her own room.

Unnoticed by the sleeping woman in the next room, the window gradually opened; inch by inch. The child awoke, but did not cry; rather he watched in fascinated silence. Just as silently as the child was, in crawled a rather beautiful woman with pointed ears carrying a small child of her own. She quickly shushed her child as he started to babble. Studying the child in the crib, wisps of green light twirled around her fingertips as her child was now almost a carbon copy of the other child. There were still some of her own beautiful features, such as slightly pointed ears and her exotic shaped eyes. She looked upon what she was about to do, and tears rolled down her face.

"I'm sorry, but it must be done," she whispered, only loud enough for the two children to hear.

She set her own child in the crib, and gently scooped up the other woman's child. As silently as she came in, she left; closing the window just as softly. There was no other trace of the woman, other than the child she left in place of the other.

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"Mom, hurry! I wanna play with Kaachan!" The green haired boy exclaimed in impatience. Ever since Mitsuki and Inko introduced their sons to one another, they have been attached by the hip; practically inseparable.

The young boy was almost dragging Inko to the park, and she almost couldn't keep up with him. Where her son got this incredible speed and strength, she didn't know.

"Slow down sweetie, we'll get there in time," Inko said, trying to calm down the small boy.

"But he might be there already!" Izuku said in a huff. Inko sighed, there was no way to dissuade him now.

As they neared the park, Izuku took off in a full speed run, leaving his poor mother to catch up. When she finally did, she found her son already playing with Katsuki; heroes and villains as usual, their favorite game. She spotted Mitsuki Bakugou sitting on a bench near the toddlers and sat down next to her.

"Nice to see ya. Did little Izuku leave you in the dust again?" Mitsuki asked in amusement, a chuckle clear in her voice.

"Yes, he's definitely energetic, I'll give him that," Inko panted out, out of breath after trying to match her son's speed.

Mitsuki's chuckle turned into a laugh as she and Inko talked about their sons. They had plenty of stories to tell about them since they last saw each other, and each one was as funny as the last. The amount of trouble Katsuki could get into always surprised Inko, but with how Mitsuki behaved herself, she wasn't surprised that she was rubbing off on him.

"Speaking of our kiddos, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," Mitsuki said in a serious tone, "Have you noticed anything off with your own kid?"

Inko looked at her and pondered in silence. Yes, there was something off about him in appearance, but other than that she hadn't noticed anything.

"Is it his ears and eyes? I've been wondering about those too. He didn't get those from either me or Hizashi." Mitsuki nodded her head.

"Yeah, I'm not saying he's not adorable, he's an absolute cinnamon roll. Though, you have to wonder; where did he get those features from?"

Inko shook her head in confusion, not understanding that herself. They changed the subject to what they were going to do for lunch, until they heard a few small pops, and gasps of astonishment coming from where Izuku and Katsuki were playing moments ago.

"Mom! Auntie Mitsuki! Kaachan got his quirk!" Izuku shouted, obviously very happy for his friend's newfound ability.

They rushed over to the two, and found small sparks like that of small firecrackers coming from Katsuki's hands. They all stared at him in awe; he was going to have an amazing career as a hero in front of him.

"Wow, I want a quirk like that when I get mine!" Izuku praised, more than a little jealous of Katsuki.

"You'll probably get a cool quirk, just not as cool as mine is," Katsuki bragged. Oh boy, the start of an ego. "When we become heroes, you can be my sidekick, and I'll be the number one hero!"

Inko and Mitsuki looked at one another, and smiled at the exchange. Soon, they all headed out for some lunch at a local restaurant.

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Uaithne woke up yet again to the sound of the woman's kind voice. She was calling him to come out to her. He walked down into the rustic looking, yet beautiful house to find her in her usual spot. She was sitting in a very comfortable looking seat, cushioned softly with small pillows and soft blankets. She had a serene look on her face as she beckoned Uaithne closer.

"Yes, lady Fiadh?" The young man asked respectfully.

"Come sit with me, I'd like to tell you a small tale of when you were little." She opened her arms as to invite him to sit.

"Yes, lady Fiadh," he reluctantly went to sit with her. The unfortunate fourteen year old wondered if this conversation was going to end up well.

She gently wrapped her left arm around him, almost protectively as she began to speak softly. This is a rather unusual occurrence, since lady Fiadh almost never speaks to him as a person, more rather a servant.

"Be prepared, young one, for this story is rather long."

Y'all probably know where this story is going already, but this concept in anything makes any story worth a read in my opinion. I love the idea of changelings, fae, and everything that goes with it, so I decided to write this. If you have any suggestions as to what I do next, or ideas you think might benefit the writing in any way, I'd love to hear them! As I've said before, if you have questions on the mythology and folklore, you can DM me or look it up. One more thing, should I write longer chapters? This might be pretty short, so let me know! I'm open either way! I hope you enjoyed chapter one, and am looking forward to writing this story.