"Marco! Your father and I are going out this morning, make sure to wake Star up and get ready for tonight!" said Mrs. Diaz joyfully as she left the house, Mr. Diaz by her side.
Marco barely heard what his mother said, as it was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning, a day in which he could get away with a few extra minutes of sleep.
Marco sprung out of his bed to get ready and prepare a meal for Star and himself.
"Star!" yelled Marco. "Get up you've overslept by seven minutes!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Muttered Star as she let out an intense yawn.
Star vaulted out of her bed, slowly taking her nightgown off exposing her silky peach skin, only, no one was in the bathroom to admire the scene.
She lethargically entered the shower and blasted cold water on herself, immediately jolting her awake.
Marco, in the kitchen shouted, "Hey Star, what do you want for breakfast?"
Star half-heartedly replied with, "I'll have some cereal."
Marco smiled as he prepared the simple breakfast for two and glanced outside into the neighborhood. He couldn't help but think life was great, with the exception of his multistep plan with Jackie barely making any ground since the first grade.
Marco's daydream was interrupted by the screaming sounds of sirens. Marco paused as he frantically darted his eyes around the room in an awkward stance.
However, the notice was too short.
An awful, yet compelling light filled the sky, with Marco focusing right onto it in shock.
In what seemed like eternity the light filled his eyes and time lagged with Marco's mouth slowly opening.
In slow motion, his eyes were closed and his mouth was completely open, a sudden force then broke the window he was near and launched him into a wall.
Shards of the broken glass pierced through his skin, as he tried to get a hold of himself.
He was surrounded by exhaustive darkness and violent ringing in his ear.
The ringing began to dissipate and Marco passed out, with numerous shards of glass poking out of his face.
Star had not managed well either.
As she took her shower, the force of the unknown blast had completely caved the bathroom in, with the shower being the only stable part standing.
It was pitch dark and Star was trapped inside of the shower.
She eventually found a piece of steel and wedged herself between the floor and a large piece of concrete.
As she squirmed he nude and wet body through the rubble, a piece of glass opened a hefty gash on her right ankle.
Star let off a few grunts and gasps navigating through the rubble, and was barely able to fit through some crevasses.
She got up and found a towel, wrapping it around her scratch filled body that was only virgin minutes ago.
"Marco!" yelled Star.
"Where are you!" as she slowly walked throughout the partially destroyed house.
"Marc-"she paused as she found him lying unconscious on the ground, face full of glass and blood.
"Marco, wake up, I don't know what happened, everything just went crazy!"
Marco did not respond.
Star got on her knees, half naked, and pled for Marco to wake up.
"Marco, you have to wake up, we need to get through this, just wake up already!"
'I know you're playing with me, right Marco, please, just wake up already!"
"MARCO, please!"
A tear fell down Star's cheek as she frowned at the sight of her unresponsive friend.
"Common Marco, I-I can't live without you, you've always been there for me!" cried star with tears running down her face.
Star buried her face on Marco's chest, with her frantic cries being muffled.
A sudden and loud gasp then filled the damaged room.
Marco had regained consciousness.
"STAR!" cried Marco.
"Are you alright!"
Star's frown turned into a thankful smile.
"Yes Marco, yes, y-you wouldn't wake up, I was getting worried" said Star still crying.
"S-star!" cried Marco.
"I can't see anything!" said Marco, with urgency and fear present in his tone as he moved his head around.
Marco grabbed Star's hand and they both paused for a moment. The silkiness of her hand reassured him.
"Star, can you go find a piece of cloth or something?"
"Yeah, I'll go find my wand also, stay alive, okay!" said Star wordily.
Marco started to whisper to himself.
"It's kinda funny when I think about it. I don't know what's going on and I'm blind. How in a time of crisis can I even think of Sta-…"
"How can I even think of her in the…"
"This is a different feeling I have, why now? Her skin was so sof-…"
"Okay Marco stop it, stop it, stop it. Your parents are miss-…"
"It must be from the radiation."
"Wait a second, radiation!"
After coming to the realization that both him and Star needed to leave fast, Marco let out a yell.
"Star! Hurry up, we have to leave now, it's not safe!"
"I'm coming Marco just wait, I'm trying to find some clothing!" yelled Star frantically.
Marco blushed at the thought of a naked Star.
"Common Marco, not now." Marco commanded himself.
Marco then stood up and felt the wall next to him to gain his bearings. He skimmed his hands along his face, feeling the pieces of glass embedded inside of his face.
A light grunt was let out as he tried to pull a shard out.
"Marco, I got you your hoodie, the wand, and a piece of cloth!" said Star hastily.
"T-thank you Star, can you use your wand to take us out of here?" asked Marco.
"I've already tried that Marco, it's not working, whatever went off killed it."
Marco banged his fists on the wall in anger.
"Then we really need to get the heck out of here, it's not safe. Remember in science class the teacher taught us about radiation and showed us all those pictures?" said Marco.
"Y-yeah, it wasn't very pretty looking."
"Star, can you please tie the cloth around my eyes?" asked Marco.
Star wrapped the cloth around his eyes. Marco could not help blushing, even when silent death was creeping onto them.
"Star I'm going to place my hands on your shoulders, you're going to have to lead me." said Marco.
"Let's get out of here Star, go the opposite direction of the wind."
The pair made it outside, Star leading the way, Marco behind her holding her shoulders.
The whole town was in utter ruins, with the crisp Saturday California morning gone, and gone for the foreseeable future. The remains of a cloud shaped as a mushroom was seen many miles away. All around were groans of walking zombie like figures hopelessly cruising through the leveled buildings.
The two set out, into uncertainty.