Hello fanfiction, Mr.E here and I am back! well in this story! thank you for every, review, favorite, follow and anyone who takes a look at this story. it means the world to me :)
a special thank you to h mae- i don't think it is wrong to love demon siblings. Star felt very compelled to kiss the stranger. an overwhelming desire she did not know she possessed. but very much a star reaction. she has a gut feeling she knows who it is. WIPPER! sorry i can't help it. once you get over the tallness issue, other than age, there is no real problem i'd think they'd wait. yep wait what do we call soos and melody? meloos? Solody? haha yeah mabel and marco's dance was too good of an opportunity to pass up. her little feet on his as they dance! I'll get the boombox!
sonicelite- did i have that many sins? wow what did i do? haha nah, he just sends me mail orders and i write them. thank you i shall try!
smitty theories- indeed darkness always exists. sometimes far older than we thought. and that is an excellent question. big chapter here. and yes bacon. i want some now but it's late.
whatif- omg too cute! TOO CUTE SANTADDLES! waddles is cute no matter what. even his plush that i bought for my best friend was too freaking cute. her grandma wanted to steal it from her. that's how cute. haha that would've been funny. and thank you i tried to make it adorable. mabel and waddles? check, light wipper? CHECK! melody and soos? hell yeah check, Starfire and robin? already checked and ready to go. STAR AND MARCO! didn't see that coming huh? and of course the twins sam and tom. it will be canon. some day.
thegreatjman- sorry they are needed for the story. and good story telling in general.
godlegend; i am glad you liked it and thanks for the warning. i totally forgot about that. i think we all wanted them to meet each other. i will be transferring this to crossover soon.
king of france- it's okay. sam was designed in a way that you really like her or you reaaaaaally hate her no middle ground with sam. haha new universe new timeline and maybe. we shall see. let me get my 42 eva and trombones so you know good luck. no worries i know you were joking except sam but that is how she was designed hated or love.
thee shipper of ships- that is an insanely good headcanon. seriously you get a high five (HIGH FIVE) Yep i wanted to surprise anyone so what better way than a starco kiss? and now you have to wait to find out the fallout of such an action. I don't plan to especially since there's only 5 chapters before the finale and we go into what i call season 2.
romantic sloth- in the words of a song i know. there's a man who lives a life of danger! haha he really loves his trouble. he needs to learn to pick his fights. thanks, i figured she be more likely to kiss him since in this universe, her freedom is more oppressed than regular star's (Since it is a stuffy, private academy) i love that song and i preferred it to what i wrote. sam's original line was something like "I'm destructive in the best possibly way. well for me anyway" but that line just fit better. COMPLETEIONIST!
lupus- please tell me you cleaned it up. yes, yes it is. we just hid the train sign for...safety reasons.. damn janco. haha you know i never really knew what to call robin and starfire's shin. Starbin? Robar? yep that scene for starco (and i reconned it cuz i didn't think ahead when i did this as a one shot.) haha yep everyone has their moments and as much as richard likes he's name, at this point in time he's still very saddened by the loss of his parents. yeah she kissed him but she had a strong, powerful feeling she knew him and star always goes for what she feels. that reminded me of kingsmen. please pick up your new body.
werbenmanjensen- it sounds like 80% of call of duty players.
fabio- he was going to be human but i decided since this is also gravity falls crossover, i could keep him as a demon and i did. yeah this is kinda the sweet moment before the storm. I do ship wipper but dipifica is a close second. WADDLES! and the kiss did happen. (it's more teen titans bleeding over with current day dc)
DM: I shall update this story for you because you asked. sorry it took so long. and now i'm hungry. sorry for the long wait. i'll explain in a moment.
richi- I shall write some more and maybe she does. maybe haha everyone wants that to be canon.
so hello, hi sorry for the long wait. this story has some bad luck but i feel like i owe it to you to explain why. in case you read my always a star set of stories i explained in February i had suffered a personal loss. someone very close to me had passed away. I am perfectly good now, content happy and almost at peace about it but the problem that occurred was that i found out while writing this chapter and the next guardians of the starco and every time i came back to the file, i just couldn't look at it. I mean i cannot even remember that whole month and i'm decently good with memory. I am perfectly good now, okay and i was able to move on and finish this chapter. I don't want condolences or i'm sorry or anything of the sort. i am good my dear readers but thank you for your concern. so i am sorry for the long wait and hope you enjoy this chapter.
as a refresher, blood moon ball, Marco sneaks in cuz skeeves threatened him to stay away, super cute costumes, star and marco kiss, tom chases marco, sam gains power and beats up tom, marco tries to stop her.
i won't keep you waiting any longer. please enjoy the story after such a long wait and i own nothing there is also a very important author's note at the bottom.
"Dick, where are we going? Are we not going to keep the dancing?" Starfire asked innocently, confused why the titan leader was hurriedly rushing the pair out of the still, almost perfectly tranquil atmosphere of the dance that somehow went undisturbed by Skeeves incoherent rage.
Dick didn't say anything, unsure how to exactly explain to Starfire that his well honed danger sense was prodding and screaming at him from all directions that something was off.
Dick suspected Marco would be attending the ball even in the face Skeeves apparent threat. The jealous and loss on Marco's face was one Dick felt keenly whenever he passed a happy, carefree family on the streets.
But unlike Dick, Marco was not trained to keep his emotions in check, an eternal shifting balancing act that always kept Dick on edge, on guard, locked down
Dick had to admit for a moment Marco's disguise threw him off as Dick wondered how Marco managed to scrape together such a well crafted and held together makeshift costume in such a short amount of time? Through the several interactions Dick held with Marco, he didn't seem like he was the thread and needle type although his hoodie was always well kept and still as pristine as when Dick first laid eyes on it.
The mystery was a solved a moment later when Marco began interacting with two small pre-teen twins: one boy, one girl and given the splash of creative expression thrown onto the costumes of the trio, alongside the nervousness of Marco and the reluctance of the male twin, the girl was not only the creator of the outfits but no doubt the mastermind behind sneaking Marco into the ball. She had an agenda and Dick suspected the young girl wanted Marco to dance with Star Butterfly, daughter of the parents behind the juggernaut Mewni Tech who was second only to Wayne Enterprises in terms of power, wealth and influence.
Dick met Star once but they much younger and his temperament had been more...angsty distraught. He actively avoided the girl's attempt interact with him and he doubt Star would even remember the brief, almost nonexistent moment they had met.
Dick was surprised at the boldness of the girl, purposely tricking Marco into a dance just to position him perfectly of her true target, Star, who glanced upward at the cosmic event in a dazed wonder.
The plan swung into motion and suddenly Marco found himself lip locked with Star Butterfly, something that evidently he was not expecting.
Before Dick could lead the cheering, Star's date appeared, furious with a look that screamed murder and while Skeeves random, and frankly entertaining, outburst topped off with a rather delightful fit caught the attention of most people, Dick noticed Marco racing out of the hall, desperate to elude the pursuing red headed teen and prevent his identity from being uncovered.
Dick wanted to chase after the pair at once, his kinship with Marco drawing him into a rather strange sense of protectiveness but Starfire was having too much fun, demanding another dance. so Dick indulged her, figuring Marco would be fine on his own.
But the air shifted without warning, charged with malice intent, an intent that chilled Dick to the bone and his protective urge grew and grew until he gripped Starfire's hand tightly, leading her out of the gym so he could investigate and ensure Marco was okay.
"Did you feel the coldness too?" Star asked seriously, her voice low and distant.
Dick stopped in his tracks, turning to face Starfire, her green eyes staring dolefully at him with child-like innocence.
Dick nodded, his throat becoming dry at Starfire's words.
Starfire released her grip on his hand, the both of them already missing the calming, peaceful sensation the gesture brought but saying nothing, knowing full well what they had to do next.
"Do you know a place to change?"
"Yeah, there's some bathrooms nearby. Come on Starfire!"
Marco calmly walked by the outskirts of the shadowy mass Sam had summoned, her jet black eyes sending shivers down his spine as she focused her gaze solely on him.
"You know" Sam said thoughtfully, placing one of her fingers underneath her chin as a pitch black tendril slid against the smooth tile of the floor "You don't seem very surprised I'm a demon...or scared. Got much experience in the supernatural alley of Echo Creek?"
Marco said nothing, trying not to let the fear paralyze him from acting. He felt so exposed without his hoodie but as much as he wished he convinced Mable to let him bring it, he knew he wouldn't have gotten far wearing it: His red hoodie was synonymous with Marco and any flash of red would lead many to automatically assumed he was underneath it.
Sam gave him a cheeky smile, brushing her fiery red hair playfully as the loose ring of shadows surrounded her like an honor guard, protecting her from any and all attempts Marco tried to remove the necklace from her.
Sam took a deep breath in, basking the thrill, the rush, the strength she felt from the little necklace. Who would've thought such a tiny, useful trinket was just laying in a box in the office of the librarian? This demon, that's who!
"Fine" Sam pouted, pretending to be hurt at Marco's reaction "Don't tell me, you are so mean to little old me."
"Why do you want the necklace Sam? There's no way you can handle it's power and you really don't need it."
"Easy, my brother is the stronger demon" Sam explained, casually checking her nails for nonexistent dirt "You know fire good, fire light, drives back darkness blah blah blah. I could never beat him in a fair fight...or cheating for that matter."
"So what?" Marco countered, feeling beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, the once comfortable costume now feeling stuffy and restrictive "That's normal in demon culture. Strongest rule and if you got a problem with it, then win you loser."
Sam let out a good nature laugh, obviously impressed by Marco's knowledge "My, my, my such a little knowledgeable flesh bag, I wonder where you learned that..."
Sam leaned closer in hopes that she enticed Marco into revealing more about his past with simple flattery but Marco hadn't fallen for it.
Sam scoffed in disappointment, crossing her arms angrily as the tendrils curled up furiously, clearly reacting to their mistress's emotion.
"Annoyingly smarter than my brother too. He would've fallen for the false flattery no problem. Sigh, Tom's a loser. Seriously, he's this all powerful fire demon, very rare by the way..."
"I know"
"and what does he do? What does he freaking do? He mops around allllll day because some human dumped him!" Sam jeered louder "A non magical, fleshy, fragile human! And I lose to that sorry excuse for a demon? Every time I LOSE TO THAT LOSER!?"
Marco flinched as several tendrils dug themselves deeply into the polished tile, cracking the reflective, expensive floor easily as Sam snarled.
"NOT ANY MORE, not with this baby..." Sam whispered, clutching at the necklace as if it was her first born child.
"Look Sam, I don't know much about demon artifacts" Marco admitted, still looking for some opening in the loose circle of shadows that guarded Sam "But they are dangerous, even for demons" Marco quickly added when Sam opened her mouth to respond "and sometimes they are home to some nasty creatures."
"Psst, I can handle anything with this beeeeautiful object."
Marco rubbed his eyes tiredly "Sam, what I am trying to tell you is that maybe ,no you can't because, you know, there could be an ancient spirit inside that might take over your body and use you as a skin puppet?"
Sam let out a boastful laugh "Seriously? Come on, like I said with this necklace, I am so powerful I can fight off anything! Even if it held an ancient, evil spirit that lives inside." Sam peered closely at the necklace, knocking on its surface as if it was a door "Heellooooo, evil spirit, you home? Anyyyyone there?"
"Sam..." Marco muttered under his breath taking a step forward when, without warning, Sam's hand fell limp at her side, the necklace falling silently back onto her chest "Umm..Sam?"
Sam said nothing as the ring of darkness pulled closer towards her, sweeping past the demon's still body and superimposing itself onto the wall behind Sam, morphing and shifting until the darkness was silhouetted in the form of a large, hooded figure with thin, boney limbs prodding from the folds with the same white distant star like eyes staring at him from underneath the hood.
Sam glanced towards Marco, the jet black sockets of her eyes now swirling pits of slithering shadow, two white distant star like eyes staring back at Marco from the void.
"annnnd she's possessed, great" Marco said full of annoyance, pursing his lips while he figured out a way to tear the necklace away from the otherworldly being that controlled Sam "Okay demon, you waited forever, just tell me your name. Boast how you're going to use the body to destroy the world and all that crap. Or how you'll hunt down your ancient enemy and bathe in their descendants blood? Go on get on with it. I know you've been waiting forever to say it."
Silence was the response of whatever held Sam under its sway, the blank gaze unnerving Marco, a chill spreading throughout his body. Whatever controlled Sam was unusually fixated on him for some reason.
"Fine, don't tell me" Marco shrugged, his mock bravery barely held together by sheer willpower alone "You won't be around for long. Wow..." Marco paused with sudden realization "No wonder Sam was annoyed at me. It is pretty frustrating not to get answers from someone."
The cloaked silhouette peeled itself off the wall, growing and forming into a massive solid, 3d version of the plastered on image, floating silently over the possessed Sam like some sort of guard dog.
A manic cackling filled the air as a creepy grin settled itself on Sam's face, her lifeless face shifting into pure delightful
"Man Marco, whatever this is haaaaates you. Like wants you dead. Deader than dead!"
"Sam?" Marco questioned wondering if it really was the young demon or just otherworldly force speaking through her.
"Yep it's me" Her smile widening "But don't expect me to help. Got no control of my body. None what's so ever which kinda sucks. I feel like a piece of clothing. Pretty disturbing to tell you the truth."
"Okay" Marco replied, deciding to let the subject drop for the moment "and is it telling you why it wants me dead?"
Sam clicked her tongue, looking towards the ceiling thoughtfully "It keeps saying you wronged it somehow and this thing feels old, ancient, dangerous. I LIKE IT!"
The hooded figure snarled at Sam viciously but she just rolled her eyes in irritation "Geesh, you are old. Just because you are cranky about it doesn't mean you can get all RAAAAWR with me. I'm your body idiot."
The hooded figure scrunched towards Sam almost like it was glaring at the demon.
"Anyway, it's coming to kill you so...heads up."
Marco let out a surprised gasp as Sam rushed forward, thick, razor sharp shadows covering her fingernails and transforming them into deadly claws, the giant figure trailing behind her like a cape.
Marco barely managed to step out of the way, narrowly avoiding the fierce scratch, the air itself whistling as the claws struck empty space.
"I know, I know" Sam grumbled, quickly chasing after Marco once more "He's fast! Why do you keep talking to me like I'm supposed to know this? I've just met him today."
Marco pivoted on his heels, twisting and twirling from the furious assault from Sam, narrowly being ripped to shreds from the speed of the attacks.
Marco launched himself sideways, Sam's outstretched strike ripping off a piece of fabric from Marco's chest but failing to pierce skin. Marco skidded to a stop in time to notice the lumbering shade guardian twist towards him, one of its shadowy fists sailing straight for Marco's entire body.
Marco refused to flinch at the sight of the approaching appendage, not willing to let the creature get the satisfaction of making a chicken out of him.
The loud echoing of the footsteps covered the sound of the projectile, a brightly colored red and black item sinking deeply into the solid looking but ultimately soft malleable shade before exploding with a force of a bomb, the humble flash of illumination barely contained by the darkness grew into a blazing orb of pure light strengthened by the polished tile floor and filling the hall.
Sam let out a pained shriek, staggering backwards while the guardian released a soundless yell, shrinking to a child-like size, curls of black smoke rolling off the weakened creature.
"OH GOD, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! A flashbomb?" Sam screamed, her eyes readjusting to the contrast of the room but Marco was not as lucky. Marco closed his eyes hurriedly but only showed a sea of reddish white, his irises feeling raw and dry as his vision struggled rebalance his sight but for one critical moment, Marco was blind, unable to see anything, not even something just in front of him.
Sam glared across the empty hall, trying to figure out where the object came from, who dared interfered with her puppetmaster's revenge. Sam liked Marco but she was also a demon. She knew all about getting even.
"I'm looking, I'm looking!" Sam shouted impatiently, slowly getting frustrated at the lack of answers "Hold your demonic horses, I'm not seeing anything. Oh boo hoo, big bad spirit is a wittle hurt. You don't even have a body, how do you feel pain?"
Sam scoffed, placing her hands onto her hips while she stared at a nearby mirror "Excuse me? No, no, no you do not call me that! Be happy a shadow demon even found you! Imagine if my brother found you. Try bonding with a fire demon." Sam began waving her hands sarcastically "Oh no duh fire bad for shadows."
Sam paused, staring downwards at her hands "oh hey I can control my body..." Sam frowned at the chattering entity "Yeah yeah, still got to do what you want. Blah, blah, blah. Man symbiotic relationships suck. This is why I don't date"
Sam turned to the empty grand hall "Come on out, I already know you're there."
"Oh great" Sam muttered to herself as the brightly dressed Robin sailed down from the rafters, dropping into the traditional superhero landing while a red haired, green eyed girl floated aside him. "I got a birdy and...I..I've never seen you before."
"I am Starfire" Starfire politely answered "And I am here to kick the butt."
"Huh, neat. I like it when people are straight forward. Well I'm not giving this necklace up for anything and you can't take it from me, so there!" Sam stuck out her tongue to taunt the heroes.
"So the necklace is where you get your power from. Starfire, we need to remove that necklace!"
Sam opened her mouth only to realize she accidentally revealed the source of her increased power " Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. I am not an idiot! No, you shut up!"
Robin and Starfire shared a concern look. No doubt the accessory caused mild madness along with its...dark powers.
"Get that necklace! Titans, go!"
"Robin, it is just us. Is it really necessary to say the catch of phrase?"
Robin rubbed his head sheepishly "Sorry habit."
"It is alright but we should be getting back to work."
Robin nodded but before either teen could respond, Sam rushed at them from nowhere, swiping angrily at the distracted teens as the child-like silhouetted guardian reached for them with its hand.
Robin leapt backwards, drawing out his grappling launcher before sending a still helpless Marco to the floor, realizing that the flash bang had blinded him.
Starfire gracefully took flight, sending a flurry of starbolts towards the creature and its prisoner.
The shadow guardian growled as it extended its thin limbs, basking Sam in a protective sphere while the starbolts crashed against it harmlessly.
"Do not worry" Starfire called to Sam "The creature currently bonded to you seems not to wish you harm."
"Greeeeat" Sam sarcastically moaned "That's really comforting flying tan lady"
Starfire beamed happily towards Sam, unaware of the girl's mocking edge.
The guardian roared a silent yell, a torrent of spiky tip tendrils reaching out in all directions to impale all present.
"Eep!" Starfire let out a surprise gasp, diving low to avoid the approaching attack, twisting and mid-air while unleashing a barrage of starbolts at anything and everything that moved. While she could not destroy the shield, the tendrils were not so durable, breaking off from the rest of limb with each blow but for each one she destroyed, a new one grew back quickly, still in pursuit of their target.
Robin gritted his teeth as he swung wide with his bo staff, slicing several of the sickly looking tendrils at the root but it would only be a matter moments before they returned full force.
Marco clutched his hands tightly, willing his vision to return so he was not such an easy target. While he had not recognized the girl, he knew the voice of the boy, the sidekick to the Echo, Marco's least favorite person and hero.
"So" Marco piped up, unable to keep the contempt out of his voice "Did the Echo send you here to check up on me? Make sure I'm a good little boy."
"No" Robin grunted with effort, twirling his baton like a buzzsaw, cutting down multiple limbs down to size "I just happened to be in the neighborhood and he's not the echo anymore, he's calling himself Batman now."
Marco opened his eyes gingerly only to be gritted with a blurry swirl of colors which made his stomach groan with discomfort.
"Echo, Bat, ha how funny. Why did he change is identity?"
"He felt" Robin responded, batting away the tendrils "He needed to start over, a fresh beginning for a new age."
Marco scoffed "you cannot remove the sins of your past."
Robin said nothing, opting to instead draw out some birdarangs into the open spaces between his fingers and launched them towards the spherical darkness shield.
The spinning Rs mowed down anything in their path with the greatest of ease before colliding with the dark barrier with a loud clang. Robin tactical senses took in the small, nearly invisible cracks in the seemingly impervious defense.
"STARFIRE!" Robin called leaping backwards in time to avoid being skewered from all angles, the tendrils ripping off chunks of tile through sheer force alone "Focus on the barrier!"
Starfire didn't hesitate, diving low and narrowly avoiding the passing tendrils, her righteous fury boiling to near uncontrollable heights. With a mighty yell and flash of green light, the tendrils backed off for a moment as Starfire unleashed her barrage upon the shady defense.
Robin felt his body tense in anticipation, watching carefully while fending off the razor sharp shadows. bolt after bolt smashed into the sphere, bits and pieces breaking off under Starfire's unrelenting bombardment. The shadows were reforming but not fast enough to keep up with the Tamaranean teenager. In fact Starfire's assault seemed to be slowing all the shadows. The tendrils fought with less fevered battle lust and took more time to recover.
Robin batted the nearest encroaching tendril away as the final starbolt hit squarely in the center of the barrier, smashing and destroy most of it in one fell swoop. Robin leapt into action, aiming his grapple launcher at Sam's neck and firing, hoping it worked.
The guardian roared, another soundless scream that shook the building. The shadows began forming once more but it was impossible tell which was faster.
Sam stared at the grapple with a bored, apathetic look. If she calculated correctly, and she always did, the grapple would indeed tear the necklace away from her neck and thus freeing her of whatever was in the stupid trinket. She would retreat her shadows and no one except Marco would ever hazard a guess she was a demon. Everyone wins.
Except she wanted to win and she knew the kind of power she currently wielded, even against her will, would take centuries to form. It would be countless lifetimes before she could hold this kind of power again, to even remotely come close to it and that seemed like an awfully long time to wait.
So the choice remained: Remain a helpless puppet to a being far older, stronger and deadlier than herself or be her own independent person again.
Sam let out a cockily smile as she let out a loud sneeze, violently shaking her head backwards and causing the grapple to fall just short of its target.
I like power, Sam thought to herself joyfully.
A thick sense of defeat overcame Starfire and Robin as the grapple retracted. The ball would be ending very soon, if the commotion had really gone unnoticed this long. Many people were going to stroll out and find themselves in the thick of danger and now that their surprise attacked failed, Robin doubt the creature would fall for it again. Robin wish he could call the other titans but Jump City was a good distance away and it would take them a while to get here. He didn't think either of them could hold out for that long. This was it, it was over and there was nothing anyone could...
"I AM THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS!" a peppy, girly voice cried out, catching everyone off guard.
Robin turned to see the strangest sight he had seen in his sight life, and he trained with Batman so that was saying something.
A totem pole of people raced at them from the hall. The base was Soos, the DJ who let a small wandering pig take over his job while he went to consume meat based products. Riding on his shoulders was the little girl that came with Marco to the dance with her twin brother ontop of her shoulders.
The trio entered the hall, Soos skidding to the stop before tossing up the twins high into the air.
Robin was mesmerized by the girl grabbing her brother, arching her arms backwards as if she was going to launch him like some sort of human projectile before promptly launching her twin forward as she fell safely back into the janitor's arms.
"Remember Dipper!" Mabel called out to her screaming, flailing brother "THE FACE, AIM FOR THE FACE!"
"AHHHHHH MABEL!" Dipper shrieked with an unmanly yell, unable to stow his panic as he flew towards the distracted Sam.
The shadow barrier hadn't reformed yet and the distraction the newcomers provided stopped it dead in its tracks but before it and the creature could regain its bearings, Dipper crashed into Sam full speed, wildly grabbing for any and everything to slow his descendant.
Sam waddled unsteadily for a moment as Dipper ripped away the necklace from her neck, the creatures voice and presence disappearing from her mind as she regained control of her limbs.
For a brief moment she was tempted to simply skewer everyone through and take her chances escaping with the powerful object but she decided not to push her luck. She willed her eyes to return to their normal mismatched colors, the 3rd eyeballl fading away like a dream.
She fell to the floor dramatically as Dipper groaned from his ungraceful landing, rubbing his head while clutching tightly onto accessory that caused so much trouble.
Robin quickly took the object from Dipper. Raven would know something about this. Hopefully.
"That was very dangerous" Starfire kindly scolded Dipper while Mabel and Soos took his side "You could have been very hurt."
"Wow..." Mabel stared forward like in a trance "You are so pretty! I'm sorry we did that but hey! We saved the day! Woo!"
Robin's face was stoic as Soos and Mabel's cries of victory filled the empty hallway.
Marco's vision finally returned and he rose to his feet, surprised to see the twins and Soos in the room with him. What had he missed?
"Oh...my head" Sam moaned in an overly damsel like fashion "What happened?"
"You were being controlled by this" Robin explained, helping the girl to her feet and steadying her balance.
"That was horrible. Thank you for saving me. I..."
"WHERE IS HE!?"
Everyone turned to see Tom reentered the room, draped in several toilet paper wrappings and furious beyond belief.
Tom's rage cooled as he spotted the room full of people, a humanized Sam and 6 pairs of eyes staring at him.
"I mean..." Tom sheepishly began when Sam ran to embrace her brother.
"Don't worry Tommy, the big bad thing that attacked is gone" Sam held her brother close before whispering into his ear "For now."
Tom let loose a fearful shudder while Sam broke off the hug, wiping away false tears. He didn't need to know Sam no longer possessed that much power. She was going to have fun with this.
Marco let out a sigh of relief, grateful everything had worked out when the gym doors burst open and a wrathful Skeeves came striding out on a warpath.
"WHERE IS HE!?" Skeeves yelled only to spot the disguised Marco who had ruined the moment that would've put the academy on the map "YOU!"
Marco felt his blood chill. He couldn't be caught now! Not after all that happened.
Tom smirked, reveling in his victory over Marco. One word from him and Skeeves would no exactly who was behind the mask. Tom opened to tell Skeeves who lay beneath the mask when Sam jabbed at his side viciously, tossing him a warning look that more pain would be brought upon him if he ratted out Marco.
Tom glumly shut his mouth, cursing his sister and her interference. One day that power would wear off and Tom would get his revenge.
Sam shared a look with Marco, nodding in understanding which Marco took as "you don't tell them we're demons, we don't rat you out to Skeeves."
Marco return the nod in appreciation.
"Stop nodding!" Skeeves yelled as two security guards joined the others "You and I are going to have some unpleasant words."
Marco gulped before Skeeves could order the guards to seize him, Robin stood in between the two, shielding Marco from Skeeves.
"You can't, this teen was just attacked" Robin motioned to Marco "While she was under control by some sort of force"
Sam waved cheerfully at Skeeves, drawing his attention away from Marco.
Marco noticed that in the confusion the twins and Soos had disappeared. If they were found near Marco, Skeeves would force them to give him up.
Which left one option.
Marco took a step towards the door, and another when no one noticed his retreat, subtly heading to the exit while Sam, Robin and Starfire argued with Skeeves.
A slight movement caught Tom's eye and he realized Marco was about to run for it and while he couldn't reveal Marco's identity, he could ensure he got caught.
"Principal Skeeves! He's running for it!" Tom shouted as loud as he could, pointing in Marco's direction.
Marco swore and took off into the night, heading for the one safe place he knew would cover for him with Skeeves trailing behind
"You are crazy Mabel" Dipper told his sister as the pair made their way back to mystery shack, taking a different, less known way to the home in case Skeeves was following.
They knew they should've stayed for Marco but they couldn't risk being associated with him.
"That was a fun ride, wasn't it Dipper? Come on admit it!"
"Ugh, he owes for this! I don't know what was up with the dark shadowy things and I don't want to know."
"Ooooh, he does owe us! Think we get some sweets off him? Or some ice cream!" Mabel cheered.
Dipper shook his head at his sister's antics, smiling softly as she ran through the list of things they could be rewarded for saving Marco.
The twins crashed into something soft but before either of them could recover, Star leaned down at them, still draped her beautiful blood moon attire, the pale moon high above and basking the three of them in a warm light.
"S-Star!" Dipper's voice cracked with shock before remembering the twins were masked. Surely Star didn't know it was...
Star pulled off their masks easily, revealing their identities to her.
"Hi Star!" Mabel waved happily, her tiny heart beating wildly at the implications of Star being here meant.
"Hi guys" Star smiled gently at them, still lost in the kiss she shared with the masked stranger "I have a question to ask you."
Star leaned in, soaking in every inch of the twins face.
"Who did I kiss tonight?"
Dipper and Mabel shared a worrisome look with one another, unsure what to tell Star.
Marco ripped off pieces of his costume though he held onto them tightly, unwilling to let a single article of clothing fall in case Skeeves managed to trace it back to him.
Marco burst through the front door of the Mystery Shack, taking lungfuls of air in as he dropped his clothes nearby in a neat pile, only his gray undershirt and black slacks left on his person.
"So..." A stern, firm voice called from the living room "You're Marco Diaz..."
Marco took a step deeper into the house only to find Stanford Pines laying on his easy chair, sipping some sort ogf drink with the television on mute.
Marco had never met Stan before, well only in passing, not personally
"Yeah, I'm Marco Diaz."
Stan rose from his seat "the kids say you might stop by if you needed a cover story."
"Yeah" Marco admitted "I kinda got into a bit trouble out there."
"Well you're in a bit of trouble in here." Stan replied, crossing his arms threateningly though it was hard to seem intimidating with a dirty undershirt, fez and boxers? Shorts? With some fuzzy flip flops.
"I-I'm sorry?" Marco asked curiously, unsure what he did to warrant this much hostility from the self proclaimed con-artist.
"I don't know who you think you are but I don't appreciate some no good two timing bum lying to my great nephew and niece. That's my job."
"I don't under..."
"You" Stan stood in Marco's face, poking his chest in an accusing manner "Are not Marco Diaz."
Marco shook off his confusion "Look old man, I think I know who I am. I am Marco Diaz. My parents..." Marco paused for a moment, a fresh sense of loss and longing filling his heart "were...are Marcella and Ignacio Diaz and I don't appreciate anyone claiming I am not who I say I am!"
Stan said nothing, understanding dawning on his face as he took a step away from Marco, muttering under his breath fearfully "They didn't...they wouldn't..."
Marco was unsure what Stan was babbling about but he felt uneasy at the sudden shift in tone.
"You knew my parents?" Marco asked but Stan shook his head
"No...not me kid..."
Stan readjusted his fez "Look kid, Rafael and Angie were..."
"Who the hell are Rafael and Angie? What do you know about my parents!" Marco couldn't keep the anger, the desperation, the need out of his voice and Stan felt his resolve slip for a moment.
"Look kid, you're looking for them right?"
Marco nodded, no longer angry at Stan.
"Word of advice kid...stop while you're ahead."
"What? But I've come so far...I...I can't stop..."
"You remind me of someone" Stan told Marco, a hint of wistful longing in his voice, the same kind that often filled Marco's voice at times "You're just as bullheaded as him...but he didn't know when to stop either...and it didn't end well for him. Trust me kid. Stop while you're ahead. Take your chips and cash out."
Marco refused to speak further after that, leaving Stan in an awkward silence
"Well...don't say I didn't warn you. Sorry about earlier...do me a favor kid...keep hanging out with the kids, they look up to you. Admire you and whatshername...but when the time comes, leave them out of it."
Marco offered his hand, agreeing to Stan's terms.
Stan didn't know what else to say. He wish he could convince Marco to stop his search, stop looking for the truth, for the answer to his existence but he knew that gleam in his eyes, the longing, the desire to know. He recognized it all too well...he had that same fire in his eyes...the fire that now burned in Marco's eyes.
And it was going to eat him alive.
author's note. thanks to godlegend for reminding me but in a week's time i will be moving this story to the crossover section of the star vs page to ensure it doesn't get deleted by FF standards. thanks again buddy! and have a great week everyone!
