AN: This idea has been invading my mind for months now. This idea still hasn't left my mind, and I finally decide to act on it. So welcome to my new story: Of Witches & Hunters! In this story, this is my take on a Witch Hunters AU of SVTFOE, inspired by both Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters & The Last Witch Hunter. This story is set in a modern setting with a few medieval elements mixed in.
Hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil is owned by Disney and Daron Nefcy. I also do not own The Last Witch Hunter.
Prologue - The Origin of Star Butterfly & Marco Diaz
In a dark forest, where things can get really creepy, especially in the dead of night, you can easily and obviously get lost.
On one side of said forest, there is 10-year old Marco Diaz and his mother, Angie Diaz, walking through the forest, as she led her son somewhere in the place.
On another side, 10-year old Star Butterfly was being led by her father, River Butterfly, through the same forest.
Both kids felt scared.
"Mom, where are you taking me?" Marco asked. Angie said nothing as they continued walking through the forest. "I'm scared, mom. What's going on?" He asked again, shaking. Angie held his hand, and turned to him. "You'll be okay, my son. You'll be safe." She responded, in a kind, motherly tone.
"Dad, why are we here?" Star nervously asked her dad. River turned to look at her, and smiled. "Don't worry, Star. I'm taking you somewhere safe." He said, as he turned back and continued walking, with the 8-year old girl following her father.
Eventually, both sides stopped walking. The parents turned to their kids, and abruptly ran.
"Mom!/Dad!" They both cried out towards their retreating figures. Realizing that both of them had no other choice, they both began to walk at the same time.
Eventually, both of them stumbled upon a candy house, and each other.
"Ooof!" They both said as the landed on the ground.
"Sorry." Marco said to her as he stood up. He offered his hand.
"No, it should be me who's apologizing." Star said as she took his hand and stood up.
They both turned to the candy house. Their mouths watered at the edible-looking furnishings outside. Without warning, they both started to dig in on the house.
What they didn't notice however, is a witch who opened her door outside. The witch was frail-looking, sickly, and extremely whitish. She was also blind. What she made up for her blindness was her sense of hearing.
She silently sneaked upon the two kids, and took them both into her grasp as she went back inside the candy house.
Immediately she bound the arms of the two and placed the two in separate cages as she prepared a fire in her oven.
While preparing, Star looked at Marco. "Hey, just in case we don't survive, can you tell me your name?" She asked.
"Sure. Marco Diaz." He said.
"Star Butterfly. Wait, aren't you his son?!"
"Yeah, I'm the son of Rafael Diaz, the famous warlock."
"Wow..."
"Not exactly 'wow', if you ask me."
"What led you to be here?"
"I got abandoned by my mom. You?"
"Same... only with dad this time."
"Oh... I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too."
They then heard the crashing of pans as they turned to see the blind witch grunt.
"Stupid pots & pans..." She said. She then turned to Marco, while holding a sickly sweet cupcake. She first held Marco's arms. "Hmm... definitely need to fatten him up... too bony..." She then shoved the cupcake onto Marco's arms.
"Eat..." She said as she looked at Marco, despite her blindness. When she didn't hear him, she said again, this time in a more forceful shriek, "EAT!"
This time, Marco followed the instruction, but he kept the contents in his mouth, refusing to swallow them.
"Good..." The witch said as she sadistically smiled at him. She then turned to Star, who was trying to escape her confinements.
"Help me..." The witch said as she laughed and then opened the door and dragged Star out of the cage. She pointed to the scattered pots and pans, and Star then went to them, all the while secretly trying to figure out how to get out of these confinements. While the witch was distracted, Marco spat out the cupcake he had eaten.
The witch then turned to Marco, and again took hold of his arms. "Good enough..."
She opened the door, and dragged Marco out. However, Star was able to get out of her confinements, and pushed the witch off of Marco. The witch screamed as she performed dark magic on the pots and pans. The pots and pans then magically levitated, and began to go after Star and Marco. Their eyes widened, and began to try and dodge the pots and pans hurled at them. They mostly succeeded, with only a few bruises. However, they didn't anticipate the dark magic blast which struck them, but it felt like as if it was nothing.
However, the witch, from behind, took ahold of Marco, and she sadistically laughed.
"Maybe I'll just shove you in the oven!" She said as she held him at knifepoint.
Star had to think fast. Noticing that the pots and pans stopped levitating and are on the ground, harmless, she took one of them and threw it at the witch, hitting her on the head. She cried out in pain, and let go of Marco.
She was only a few feet behind the oven, and Marco thought of an idea. "Star!" He said, gesturing her to help him. They then pushed the witch towards the open oven. They pushed her in, and immediately locked the door. They immediately leaned from the door, sighed, and breathed deeply. They heard the witch's screams of pain, and they both turned to look at her, a hand reaching out to the glass.
"How does it feel now, bitch!" Star said.
"Hahaha, yeah!" Marco said.
"And to think you two ten-year olds were able to take down a witch on your own." A new voice appeared as the duo heard footsteps. They cautiously turned around to see the source of the voice.
It was a bald man, who looked like he was in his mid-30's, with a black coat over his black t-shirt and black slacks. He was also wearing black leather shoes. On his back were two weapons of sorts.
"Who are you?" Marco asked. Kaulder chuckled.
"Getting to the point, huh kid? Very well."
He walked forward towards the two, and placed his weapons on the table.
"I'm Kaulder."
Their eyes widened. They've heard of his name before. He was The Last Witch Hunter of myths and legends.
"I... I... what..." Star stuttered.
"What... what brings you to Echo Creek?" Marco asked, also shaking.
"I came here because I was supposed to complete a contract, which involved killing the witch you two just killed." The legendary witch hunter said.
"And it seems that he came here too late." Another voice appeared.
The new voice belonged to a young man in his early twenties, with shaggy-looking hair, wearing a white t-shirt, denim pants, and sneakers.
"You're a bit late yourself, Dolan." Kaulder said.
"Apologies, Kaulder. Got a bit held up." He said.
The duo gasped at Dolan.
"Which Dolan are you?" Star asked. Dolan smiled.
"I'm the 40th Dolan."
"Both of you seemed shocked to see us." Kaulder calmly said.
"Well... we read those stories and myths and legends about you, Mister Kaulder. Some say that you defeated a coven of witches. On others, it's said that you successfully hunted the Witch Queen, and on another one..." Star was then cut off by Kaulder.
"I know. I've heard the stories." He said in a calm tone. He turned to Dolan, who shrugged. He turned back to the duo.
"I saw the dark magic blast that hit you two. Did you two feel anything?" He asked them.
"No... nothing of the sort." Marco said.
"Hmmm... that is strange." Dolan said.
"Strange indeed." Kaulder said.
"Aren't you guys going to go now, now that we killed the witch?" Star asked. Dolan then turned to Kaulder.
"Kaulder, you've lived your life long enough now. You've done so much. Maybe it's time to pass on." Dolan whispered to Kaulder.
'Hmmm... it has been too long now. I've been through a lot of the world now. I've seen so much now. Maybe Dolan's right. It's time I pass on my legacy.' Kaulder thought.
"Not yet. I realized something about you two."
"What is it?" Marco asked.
"I see a lot of potential in you two. Why don't I train you two under my wing?"
To say that they were both shocked was an understatement.
"You mean..." Star said.
"... that you're going to train us..." Marco continued.
"... as witch hunters?!" They both finished.
"That about serves it right." Kaulder said.
"But Star... what happened to our parents? Don't you think we should check?"
Star shook her head. She said, "Honestly Marco, considering that our respective parents left us in the forest to probably die, I don't think I want to know anymore." That stunned Marco to silence.
"My offer still stands, you two." Kaulder said.
After a few minutes of thinking, Star had her answer.
"I'll take that offer. By the way, I'm Star Butterfly."
"Um... is your friend alright?" Dolan asked in concerned. Star shrugged.
"Eh, I think he'll be fine."
Marco then looked at Dolan, then at Star, and then at Kaulder.
"I accept. My name is Marco Diaz."
That caused Kaulder to raise his eyebrow.
'Hmmm... so he's 'that' kid. Rafael's son...'
Kaulder shook those thoughts off of his mind.
"Alright you two. This training won't be easy, I'll tell you. It'll be hell, and back again. Are you both sure about this?" He asked, only needing one final confirmation from the two.
The two whispered to one another.
"Are you really sure about this, Star?"
"Positive."
Marco sighed. They turned to Kaulder and Dolan.
"We said it before, and we'll say it again." Star said.
"We accept." They said at the same time.
And so begins the transformation of Star Butterfly and Marco Diaz, from abandoned ten-year old strangers to esteemed witch bounty hunters.
Their lives are about to take a whole new turn...
AN: So that's the end of the prologue. I only hope that this turned out to be okay. Anyway, please do review. It helps out a ton. Also, if you think that this is a crossover between Star vs. the Forces of Evil and The Last Witch Hunter, it isn't. Kaulder and Dolan are only in this fic for a short amount of time.
That's it from me, and until then, I'll see you all in the next chapter.