Intro-Prolog

A/N: I wanted to give you all a preview of this a week early than what I said. Trapped in a cave was a surprising success. The amount of people who review, favorite, and fallowed, both me and the story, was such a surprise, that it brought actual tears to my eyes. And in such a short amount of time too! Now, I finished this last week on Thursday or Friday I think, and was gonna post it last night, after the Blood Moon Ball primer, by the way, who watched that? Anyway, this is the first part, of the actual story that I wrote with Trapped in a cave, which I've split into 7 parts, with some... stuff, added to the end. You want to know what they are? Well, you'll just have to wait till next week :3 Any, without further adu, I know how SOME of you has been waiting for this Rainbowlaserparty I'm looking at you! ;) Please, enjoy Star and the Forces of Evil vs the Darkness.

Disclaimer: I own nothing about SVTFOE, just my OC's and the idea for THIS particular story.

11 years ago, 3rd person PoV

In a different dimension, far away, lived a magical kingdom. In that kingdom was a castle, surrounded by a village of its loving, and most loyal subjects. In the castle, were guards, nobles, servants, a Kind, a Queen, and last but not least, the daughter of the King and Queen; Princess Star Butterfly. Who is currently jumping up and down on her bed, refusing to be put down after a long day of goofing around.

Inside the her room, little 3-year-old Star is jumping up and down while her nanny is trying to calm her down. "Please, princess! It's time for you to go to sleep, you are going to have a big day tomorrow!" She tried pleading.

"No!" The young princess giggled.

Before the nanny could do anything else, the doors to the young princess's room opened up, and in stepped the King and Queen. The nanny quickly bowed and began a string of apologies. "I'm sorry your majesties, I've tried everything! She just won't go down!"

The King held up his hand, and she immediately bent down in respect. "It's quite alright Poppy, this is expected from a 3-year-old," the King said.

"You may go now," the Queen said. The nanny did what she was told and left, closing the door with a click. By this point Star had stopped jumping, and was sitting on her knees, watching her parents nervously. "Star darling," her mother said. "How about a story?"

The young princess beamed and scrambled to get under the covers. Once she was settled, her head popped up at the pillows, smiling in anticipation. The King got a chair and set it right by her bed, and the Queen sat on the bed near her daughter. Rubbing her hand through Star's hair, and she began.

A long, long time ago, civilisations formed, and even before that, Creation was brand new. In one aspect, the being that came to be when they were created, moved on to become god-like beings. In such a regard, that they even started to make their own version of life. Scientists, unlocking the secrets of immortality, made gemstones that can think for themselves, that the events of their making, caused a young boy to become a hero, but that is a story for another time.

In a different aspect, there was a world of human-like beings, whose intelligence knew no bounds, but their arrogance knew no bounds, and ultimately lead to their own downfall. But one of them, set aside his pride to save his own son, and sent him to become a God to the people he grew up with. But that story is not ours to tell.

No, our story, begins far away, on a distant world that time has forgotten, a long, long time ago. The ancient home of our ancestors, Draksus. On that world, spread across the lands, and oceans, were 10 kingdoms. One, was us, Mewnie. Others were Asgard, Ironvale, Hartvale, Ivalice, Midgard, Highgard, Rosewood, and Mordor.

Those kingdoms, were on a dying world, circling a dying sun. One day, the king, who hails from a long line of corruption, saved his world. Using the magics practiced by his family, he weaved together a spell that took all the dying material the sun was spitting out, and created a brand new, younger sun, but it was futile. He maybe bought his world, and species 100,000 years, at best. A long time to you and me, but to time itself, and creation, it would seem like no time at all before the sun started to die again.

So, through all of his years, and the extended years that his magic gave him, he spent building his kingdom, prospering his world, and finding a suitable planet for him, and his people to find a way to continue existing. But it was all for naught, because one day, during his search, he uncovered an ancient even, even more older than creation of our reality itself.

They went to war with it, and it was named, the Scourge. But our king was powerful, graceful, full of courage, and most of all, compassionate. He spent nearly a millennium building the ultimate army, and striving to build his knowledge. He fought off the invading Scourge, and built around his city a wall, the likes of which we've never seen before, and he beat them back. It wasn't until after he met with the invading General, a ruthless form of a man, who inspires nothing but darkness and despair, that he made his ultimate sacrifice.

The General told made him a promise, that one day he will aspire newer, and more terrifying power, and lay waste to him, and his kingdom, and his civilisation. The conviction in the General's voice must have scared our King, because he spent the next 10 years finishing his wall, and searching for our new home.

Finally, after hundreds and hundreds of years of searching, he found it. On the day that the General said would come, he had all of his citizens throw open the gates and come to the castle. There he used his magic to rip open a hole through space time, and send everyone to our new home, here.

And before he sealed the portal closed forever, he gave his oldest son at the time, a 14-year-old prince, the embodiment of his powers, what was to become our royal magic wand.

The King then closed the portal, but stayed behind, to fight the Scourge, and curse them with his last breath, trapping them on a planet doomed to eventually burn.

There is a legend that came from this tragedy though, a prophecy. It is told, that a child will be born, to become brighter that the most brightest star in the whole of creation, and that child will shine a light so bright, that it will burn away the Scourge, and light our path to a truer darkness that has been hidden since before the beginning, of all creation.

That child, is here now, maybe it's you, maybe it's not, who knows? But one thing's for sure, my young Princess, you are our Star, and you light up our lives, and everyone else's who's your light touches.

When the Queen was finished with her story, the Princess was soundly asleep. The Queen smiled and bent down to kiss her daughter's forehead. The King stood and did the same. Then they both exited the room, watched their sleep princess for a minute longer and then the Queen said before closing the door, "Sleep well my little Star, your light will touch someone's life one day, and that someone will be your knight… and possibly your king."

On another planet, clear across the universe in a different dimension, a half Hispanic, half white boy had woken up from his sleep. He couldn't place why he had woken up, but he thought that someone was shining a light in his face, but it couldn't have been anyone because his room was empty, save for him. Not a street light either, because his room faces the back yard, and the ones on the other street are blocked by the neighbors houses. Not figuring out what that light was, little 3-year-old Marco Diaz shrugs it off, and goes back to sleep.

To be continued

A/N: So, hopped you liked what I put up, next week I will be starting up something new for me, an actual Story Arc, one that is pretty much like a TV show, I hope it turns out like that, and it will be posted on Monday, after the new episode... I hope. Well, till then, this has ONCE again, been Bigmike33321 signing off!*Boop!*