Failsafe
A svtfoe story
Toffee was defeated… this was something Marco had begun to deem impossible. He stared at the lifeless body and then at Star. It seemed he had one of the most minor roles in all of Mewni. He sighed, and then mumbled, "Well at least it's over." Soon after Star got to rest in the butterfly castle, everyone too shocked to realize the entirety of what she had done. All but Marco: for Toffee was one of the first people in a while to expect more from him. To Marco, it seems that Toffee was the cat and he was forever the mouse. But at least everyone was okay, or at least for the most part. There was still no word about the condition of the magic high commission. Marco used to think of them as strange, but it had dawned on him that they were beginning to grow on him personally. Especially Hekapoo, she taught Marco more about the world than most people could, including his own parents. Once the worry had begun to consume him, he went to ask Queen Moon, "Umm excuse me, what's going to happen to the high commission?" "If my guess is correct," said Moon Butterfly, "then the realm of magic that flows between dimensions should've cleared up after Toffee was defeated. Star did a fine job, she'll definitely make a good queen, but to answer your question, yes the high commission will be fine." Marco then affirmed, "Well that's great then! Almost hard to think that the one clearing up the magic dimension is a year younger than me. Then again technically I'm 32 years old, so guess she's 17 years younger than me." Moon laughed but her expression turned grim, "That reminds me, Marco, I have an old friend to check up on, your welcome to stay as long as you like." Marco said accepted, "Do you guys have nachos?"
Ruberiot, Foolduke, Marco, Moon, River, and even the mime were waiting. Apparently, Star was waking up, so they waited in order to congratulate her on defeating Toffee. The door opened, and her long blond hair was the only thing Marco needed to be certain that it was Star. "Congratulations Star!" they all said in unison. She giggled, "Gee thanks." "Well thanks to you Mewni isn't in shambles," said King River, "and we have an excuse for a feast!" Star asked, "By the way Marco, what made you come to Mewni?" The reply consisted of, "Well the Diazes can't have you leaving your favorite cereal all alone." She questioned, "Cereal? You really worry about people don't you Marco?" He shrugged oblivious to what she meant, "Actually I probably should get back, after all, you know how scary mom gets. But first I gotta get something to eat." River catching the hint, "Let's eat!" The entrees mainly consisted of corn, yet there was plenty of chicken to go alongside it. "Wow, cornbread, corn beef, corn on the cob, you name it and it's here," Marco said astounded by what he saw. The feast lasted way longer than it could've, but just as long as it should've. By the time they finished Moon had returned just in time to see Marco off. It definitely was awkward being so close to Star after her confession to having a crush on him, but after an exchange of unsynced hugs, Marco stepped through the portal.
Instead of Earth, Marco had been so hardwired to Mewni he ended up in a different section of the castle, yet he was certain that the color from the rift that the dimensional scissors created was the correct one for Earth. "Huh strange," Marco said to himself. It seemed like he was in a training room, but it was too dark for an evening, seen as the knights would still be using it. 'Wha-," Marco stopped when he saw the wooden board, it stood out from the surrounding concrete. After removal Marco found a latter leading so far down that he couldn't even see the bottom. So curiously, he began to climb down. When Marco finally reached the bottom, there was a hallway dimly lit by torches. It started at the latter and ended at what looked like equipment for a specific person. Marco saw many glass cases full of armor, shields, and what looked like designs/paintings. Then there was a lone sword on the floor, its stand above. It was curved back slightly and for the most part, it looked like a katana only with a red line going up the sword's spine and connecting to the sides. Effectively making one side consisting of a half key, and the other consist of a lock. All while the hilt distinguished itself in a leaf green color surrounded by string. "What is all of this?" Marco asked himself. He picked up the sword and instantly found himself facing a dark wall. Marco turned around only to find green and yellow liquid and a horizontal plastic tube connected on both sides to other plastic tubes that seemingly sucked up the liquids. When Marco saw it, he could say that about 60 percent of the tube was yellow and the other 40 percent green. On the other side, he spotted a white door, separate from the pitch black. Outside were three more doors, a crossroads. Each door held a different label: heart, magic, family, and the one he came from, mind. For starters magic was completely empty, but family held portraits of knights and mainly those second-in-command to the Queen. The door for heart was locked. Then Marco felt his hair touch something round and looked up to find a door, only this time it was suspended in the air. The label said, "Failsafe". Marco went through, and to his surprise, he was back in the same dark hallway. There was bright green writing beginning to form on the sword's stand, and when Marco noticed he stood in awe, "This is a precious treasure carried throughout the butterfly kingdom. You have been chosen to wield this blade against the those who threaten the wellbeing of Mewni. That being said, this was created to be a failsafe, as the name implies. Meaning that it is now your job to make sure that our Queen doesn't become corrupt and to take care of the problem that is presented if she does. If you put this back then I, the creator of the failsafe sword, fear that Mewni is doomed. That is all." Marco couldn't believe it, him helping Mewni, as easy as this. He wouldn't be able to not accept. Not after the warning that was given to him about the fate of Mewni. So Marco did what he had to, he got his scissors and left for Earth with the sword in hand.
"Marco! Where were you?!" Mrs, Diaz exclaimed. "Well," Marco began, "you see Mewni was in danger and I was concerned about star an-." "I'm just glad your okay," she said and then hugged him, "But you're grounded." "Really, but I was-," Marco rebutled. "Appt, it's what you get for not calling," said Mrs. Diaz. "Well it would've been worse if she saw the sword," Marco thought. He had hidden it in his room with the cape that River gave him at the feast, and now that Marco gave it a second thought it was strange to think that River would speak of knighting Marco at dinner. But this didn't bug him for long, soon Marco was fast asleep in his bed, dreaming of summer vacation.
Marco loved his new cape. It made him feel strong and in a way, he should if he actually ended up doing his job. Yet Marco messed up, he became too attached to his cape and never once touched the sword. He hadn't even begun to play a part in Mewni's success. Soon, his pride and love of Mewni had become even too much for those around him. His friends would often question his "greatness" and didn't want any part in his new ego trip. Jackie began to question Marco's values as well, and made one of the most simple tasks: don't bring the cape to their date. For the most part, the date was fine, but Marco couldn't accept the thought of living without pride ever again. Jackie noticed how out of character this new confident Marco was. After instigating she found out that he disregarded her demands. So they broke up, he couldn't stay committed to her and overall he failed her. Then, reality hit him, he was failing, maybe not in a way that affected him, but in a way that affected those around him. "The sword," he thought. That's when he got the idea. He needed to spend his time close to Mewni in order to help it. He was going back, but not before ensuring that he capable. Meaning that Marco was headed for dimension X. He went back out into the field and this time he wasn't facing Hekapoos, but instead, he was facing the corrupt monster clans that sought to overthrow and enslave villages across dimension X. Each one had the same hunger, the hunger for power, and Marco learned that he needed the mindset of his foes in order to beat them. The monsters that he fought ranged from humanoid dogs and cats to that of elephants and coyotes. Hypothetically, it took 2 months, but for everyone else, it was a mear 5 seconds. After that, Marco Diaz was off and had himself both a plan and another monthly check of 650 dollars. Apparently, towns love full jailhouses. The thought of Marco being anything more than himself is what astounded the people around him, yet this time there was no one to astound. He was an official bounty hunter as of today. It was nothing compared to his 16 years with Hekapoo, yet this time he knew what it meant to, maybe not truly but at least partially, do something for someone else himself. This is the story of one the greatest heroes in Mewman history, Failsafe.