Star's Strife
Chapter 1: How to make a Servant
Before arriving to the world known as Earth, Star Butterfly has never experienced such a deep pain as she was experiencing right now, her life was carefree and filled to the brim with fun and excitement, but now? the negative emotions inside her toiled with her heart like iron chains, she huddled on her bed tears started to stream down her face as she felt as if her heart was being stabbed by an icy cold dagger.
Her love for the Human Boy Marco Diaz has grown exponentially ever since the Blood Moon Ball, his unwavering kindness, his willingness to both protect and cheer up Star, his friendliness and tolerant nature was the many reasons why the Princess of Mewni fell in love with the mundane Human boy.
But her love for him was shattered into a million pieces when he fell in love with his almost lively crush, Jackie-Lynn Thomas, her was shattered love was rebuilt into a figment of jealousy for Jackie-Lynn Thomas, her blue eyes became green in Envy ever since they hooked up with one another.
She couldn't help herself...She never felt genuine despise for someone, that was until she witness the love of Jackie and Marco blossoming, she has hated Jackie-Lynn Thomas ever since, it was not a full frontal expressive hate, but the worse kind of hate, its the hate that's constantly bottled and desperately contained, storing more and more until it can't handle the massive amount and thus explodes in a fiery burst of anger and shards.
Star felt herself to be a way better love interest for Marco than Jackie, at least Star paid attention to Marco, at least Star actually spends time with him, a lot more time in fact! And yet here she sits, on her bed...Completely alone, her love with another person that doesn't deserve him.
Her eventually depression finally shifted to the opposite negative, she felt her fists clenched, her teeth grinding, her veins pumping, she felt...Angry, wrathful over her current predicaments, angry over how her love choose such someone else over her.
"Why Marco!?" She screamed aloud, she knew for a fact that Marco Diaz was with Jackie, so she had nothing to lose when she screamed, a wail of rage and downcast, she was like a child, screaming and tampering for she didn't get what she truly most desired, without any form of logical Reasoning, the wrath-stricken Star Butterfly grabbed her fractured wand, and began to blast various spells all over her room, her room was distorted and desecrated by every single blast.
Her furniture was transformed into living creatures of various kinds, snakes, spiders, narwhals, all the usual creatures that can be created from her magical scepter, she began to cry tears as she continued her spell-casting rampage, malpraticing her powers as she blasted holes within her room walls, burned up anything that was made of fabric and paper, and turn any form of furniture into something else entirely.
With all of her power within inside her, she blasted a hole within her closet door, causing smoke to erupt within her closet from the sheer force and power from the magical attack.
Star pushed her knees to her chest, dropping down to the floor as she began to wail in agony.
"...It's not fair..." Was all the Princess whispered, her voice, being toned with the a mixture of negative emotions, depression, anger, jealousy, grief and doubt, all of this finished off with a slight tinge of something else...Perhaps it was acceptance?
Star stopped crying as she heard footsteps, all of her emotions was replaced with regret, knowing for a fact that one of Marco's parents, was going to check up on her, due to her commotions, her emotions got the best of her, she should've kept her hidden grief within herself instead of letting it out like some sort of bomb.
But it wasn't the footsteps of her love's parents...It was something else entirely.
Star looked in absolutely awed as the newly-created creature loomed out of the smoke that the closet persisted, it towered over Star like a tower, its overly black hue being as dark as the shadow it cast over Star, its stance was cold and strong like an iron mace, its single horizontal line of a visor blazed like a furnace fire, and the armor it wore was sleek, sharp and riddled with spikes, almost as if it was forged by a legendary blacksmith, but the design was made by a Crazed bandit who thrived off of self-harm.
Its breath was pained yet intimidating, suggesting it was constantly struggling within itself, its weapon was curved and hooked, being able to both crush and tear flesh with a single swing, using its sheer weight and sharpness to cause as much bloodshed as possible, its buckler was thick and broad, with a single large spike protruding out of the iron-laden center, being able to both protect and cause harm with a single block.
To Star it looked like a black knight, with its brutal-looking armor but civilized pose and tone, the Knight finally spoke, but not before kneeling down to Star, almost as if she was his queen, and he was her eternal servant.
"...Princess Star...Your heart...Is tormented...This heeded...My call...I will serve...Eternally, until the pain inside of you is gone...Like ash in the wind..." He said, his voice being deep and fear-inducing...But his words invoked a sense of honesty, heroism and honor, it actually gave Star hope...
"I will be here, no matter what...When others simply can't...For their own reasons or by the universes reasons..." The Knight said, placing his buckler on his cape-covered back and his weapon being struck on the ground, the Knights gloves gripping the hilt of the murder weapon.
"I have served your Mother...And her Mother...And the mothers before...For the bearer of the Wand is my Queen, and I will serve her no matter what."
"...Thank you..." Star began, earning the Knights fiery gaze, Star stared into the Knight's visor, not seeing eyes or anything except the fire that was blazing within the helm.
"But...What is your name?" She asked, the Knight looked down to the floor for a moment before answering.
"I go by many names...But...For now...I am called..." The Knight paused once more, leaving Star in complete silence.
"Strife."