How long has it been since I updated this? 2 weeks, 3? Most of you have probably forgotten this story existed. However, due to my absence, the ones that stuck by this story are getting a treat! Instead of the usual four pages each chapter has, this one has eight. Enjoy!

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Clay ran to starflight's new room, which was now covered by a wooden door. Wildly throwing it open he ran in.

"Starflight! Something important just happe-" He stopped and looked around the room.

"It's..."

"Please don't yell, I have a massive hangover…" Starflight grabbed his head for a moment before walking up to him.

"Like it?" Starflight asked, putting on his white jacket.

"... How?"

"...Dimensionally transcendental…" Clay blinked at him.

"Bigger on the inside, you'll get used to it." Buttoning himself up, he straightened out the creases.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, the Rainwing and Icewing kingdom are in war."

"Ah. Wonderful. I get once here and I already started a war."

"Anyway, the Icewings are accusing her of harboring 'The Scientist'-" Starflights Purple eyes went wide for a second.

"- so since your father is a scientist, he is now being put on trial, because he denies being The Scientist."

"We're there to support him, aren't we?" He asked.

"...well, since you are The Scientist, we thought that you would want to help your father out." Clay said, crossing his arms.

Starflight sighed, then spoke. "Fine."

The trip was short, flying most of the way, before landing. Walking to the palace, Starflight had his watch thrown at him.

"Here you go, one of my guards found it" picking it off the ground, he studied it. Putting it back in his pocket, he looked to her.

"Where is he?" He asked.

"In the room to your left, he's waiting." Starflight turned and walked to the door, thanking his Timer blood for the hangover beginning to fade. He noticed Mastermind sitting in a chair.

"Dad?" Starflight asked.

The Nightwing turned around. Looking at his son, His scottish accent (think Peter Capaldi) rang through the room.

"You remind me of your mother." They both smiled. Starflight sat down next to his father.

"I'm not blaming you for… y'know, getting me in this mess." Mastermind nervously whispered.

"You knew?" Starflight looked up.

"You disappear for 4 years, you come back on the worst so far this year, wearing human clothes, and changes in your appearance. I know a Timer inside and out, after all, I did marry one." He tapped his head, smiling.

"You are the first one to notice, I mean… did you all really not notice my eyes were green? And the most of my horns are gone?" Starflight looked to the others.

"I thought the eyes, were because of your surgery..." Sunny admitted.

"And you move your head a lot. Makes it hard to focus." Clay chimed in. Starflight rolled his eyes.

"So what's your plan?" Mastermind turned his attention to Star.

"How about the fact that you were stuck in sand as a punishment. The Rainwings have been with you the whole time."

"That is a good point, but we might need more, they aren't that stupid."

Clay spoke afterwards. "The Icewing would have seen Star in clothing, clothing of which you don't wear."

"True, but that poses a threat to Starflight. They'll recognize that and call him out." Tsunami lifted her head, finally speaking.

"Simple. Sunny, Clay, remember when I had said my watch had different settings?" They both nodded.

"You can do that? Her watch could only do the time travelling." Mastermind had a look at the watch.

"Newer model. Back to the topic at hand, My disguise setting could make me look like myself before I left. They wouldn't be able to tell it was me." Star responded. "Plus, you sound nothing like me, I'm British, your Scottish-"

"Never understood why they taught you that way."

"I don't either- probably to spite you. Anyway, All I have to do is make a Scottish accent as well, further selling the fact I am your son, and it fixes that!" Starflight had gotten excited for a moment. Calming down, he walked out to Glory, explaining the situation.

He came back a few minutes later.

"Glory has agreed to our terms, and is excited for our meeting later."

"That's great!" Mastermind called out.

"... so, what do we do now?" Clay asked.

"We celebrate..." Starflight smirked.

Starflight led them to a familiar hill, the green grass shining. They walked passed the stones, Sunny asking a question.

"What's this?" Starflight stopped, and turned around. Looking at the stones, he noticed his dried blood was still there.

"It's nothing. Let's keep moving." Starflight led them down the cave, setting up a camp.

"Okay, first off, Beautiful look-out, but… why are we here?" Tsunami had asked. Starflight sat down, and began the fire he remembered starting years ago.

"It's an old memory for me, but I thought all of your would like to make a new part of the school."

"We could make this an official science center." Mastermind comment. Starflight chuckled and pointed at him.

"Exactly." Not to mention I can take care of the Timer laboratory.

Just as it began to get dark, they all huddled together and talked. The sunset was just beginning, before something slowed it down, which they all took notice of. Seconds later, Sunny became happy.

"Look! It's a scavenger!" Starflight turned his head over… to see Discord looking right at him.

"Human, Sunny" Clay had corrected her.

"I think it's looking at us." She chirped.

Discord looked over to all of them, then finally to Starflight, smiling. It wasn't a dark smile, but a warm, caring smile. He nodded his head, before walking off the cliff, the sun returning to it's normal pace.

"Well, that was awkward." Clay whispered. They all went back to their conversations, however Starflight was concentrated on Mastermind, and Mastermind was returning the gaze. It was finally dark. Starflight had set up a few beds for them to lay on, made of soft silk, with hay as the bedding. The only important thing for him was that Tsunami and Sunny's beds were next to him. Starflight felt his eyes become heavy, and in one breath, he slept, holding Tsunami like a giant teddy bear.

2 years ago

Starflight ran around his mind focused on one thing. The test. This test was going to decide if he was going to be a time traveller or not. He Ran to his best friend, an Icewing named Icebreaker.

"BOO!" He yelled. Starflight yelped before calming down.

"You scared me for a second." Starflight wheezed.

"Good" Icebreaker said.

Starflight followed him to the study room. Setting down his things Starflight began quizzing Icebreaker. They took turns on this, each of them reaching a seven out of ten.

"How do you feel?" Icebreaker asked.

"Nervous, really, really, nervous." Starflight whispered, looking at a wall.

"Don't worry, man, you'll do fine." Icebreaker looked at him, before busting laughing.

"We're both going to fail." They stood there for awhile, before a human woman walked in. She had dyed hair the color of aqua mixed in with her natural brown, white shorts, and a dark blue jacket with a black undercoat. Her name was Melody.

Starflight looked at her, admiring her beauty. While it was true that he was in love, with, erm, Someone else, he noticed how she never paid him any mind. So, he tried to get over her, and found Melody.

"H-hello Melody." Starflight stuttered for a moment.

She giggled. Oh, how he loved that giggle, it reminded him of- no, don't think about her. Icebreaker flashed the peace symbol at her, which she happily did back.

"So, have you picked your titles?"

"No, what do you think?" Starflight asked her.

"I'm thinking mine will be The Scribe, since I want to be a writer."

"I'm going to be The Blacksmith" Icebreaker raised his hand, signaling him.

"What about you starflight?" Melody asked.

"I don't know, I'm too scared I'm going to fail the test, can you help me?"

"Sure" Icebreaker and Melody said in unison. They spent an hour coming up with names.

"The Eater?" Icebreaker asked.

"No."

"How about the warbringer?"

"Too dark"

"...The 420blazeit man?"

"NO." Star and Melody firmly said.

"I'm trying here!"

During this Starflight had taken out a book to read while they helped. It was a book about plasma and how to use it for science experiments.

"How about The Scientist?" Melody had asked.

"Maybe. That might work."

After that, They called them to the testing room, which was a dark, barely lit room, resembling a classroom. Discord sat by them. Snapping his fingers, the lights turned on.

"Hello! My name is Discord, otherwise known as: Dyscord (the ancient spelling of my name), Satan, Lucifer, The Devil, Kaleele, the chaos incarnate, the God of Chaos, the list goes on. I'll be here to administer the test, only because I am the first Timer, as no sane person would legit allow me to run an exam." He grabbed a stack of papers and began handing them out. As they sat there, he began taking notes, studying the students. Icebreaker was the first to finish. Discord took it and sat down to grade it.

"Icebreaker, you may enter." He said. A door to their left opened, Icebreaker peering in. The door closed behind him, leaving a cold air in the room. Starflight just stood there, staring at the door. I wonder what's behind it? One by one, they all went in. Melody was the second to last, careful handing in her test. She said Discord always gave her the creeps. As the door opened, she turned around.

"Good luck" Melody said, smiling.

"You too" Starflight said. Discord sat on desk, hands behind his back, waiting patiently for her to enter. The door closed, leaving Starflight and discord the only ones in the room. Discord glanced at his wrist-watch. Finally, Starflight hesitantly got up, handing in the exam. Discord looked at it intently with his pen in hand marking some things off. Discord set the paper with the others.

"You're the only one to get a ten out of ten." He then smiled. "Come on, let's go." He followed Starflight into the door. The room seemed to never end, but there was a very bright lamp next to a surgery bed, covered in a little blood. Not new blood, but dried, barely noticeable blood. Starflight noticed. Discord snapped his fingers, a surgeon outfit appearing on him

Starflight laid down as they strapped his hands and feet.

"This is going to hurt a bit." Discord admitted.

The needles came down on him like a panther. One on each arm, on his thighs, his chest, and his brain. Even his spinal cord had a needle piercing through him. Starflight screamed, tears filling his eyes and fogging his vision. The needle had a strange liquid filled halfway, now going into his body. It was a dark blue color, but Star didn't care. He gripped and pulled at the restraints, screaming for help.

"Calm down, it's over" the needles slowly pulled out. Gasping, Starflight passed out from exhaustion, but before he did he saw a blue-like energy flow through him.

Discord ripped the mask of his face and ran to the other workers.

"He's started the mini-reincarnation process! Control the flame!" They quickly grabbed Starflight and hoisted him into the separate room. As they watched through the metal door, they saw as his body became engulfed in a blue light. His horns became shorter, some even disappeared. His eyes went from the milky white-green to a vibrant, almost eye hurting purple. Discord just blanked, his only thought was if Starflight was going to make it.

Starflight awoke in daze. Discord was sitting next to him in chair.

"I feel… different" Starflight wheezed out.

"That's because you are different. Because you were already half-Timer, we miscalculated on your percentages, causing you to go into a mini-reincarnation. How's your mind feel?"

"Good."

"That's good. I'm going to ask you a few more questions. One, Multiverse or universe?"

"Multiverse, obviously. "

"Now some Timer questions. How many regenerations do you have?"

"20"

"What is your mode of time travel?"

"Model #233 of the Time travel capsule 443012-F, otherwise known as 'The Watch'..."

Discord smiled and laughed.

"You did good kid."

"Tell me, what were you thinking as a pseudonym?" He asked.

"I was thinking..." Starflight thought back. Smiling, he spoke confidently.

"The Scientist."

Present night

Starflight awoke from his memory, panting. Gulping he looked at the fire. How is it still burning, it should have died out a long time ago.

"Y'know I was happy that you reconnected with the Seawing" Discord spoke, the only thing visible about him was the red eyes.

He got up and looked to starflight, the fire now illuminating him. He had cross, angry eyes. He grabbed Starflight easily by the color and pulled him deeper into the caves.

"You and I are going to have little CHAT."

And there it is, eight pages finally finished! I really got into it this time. Anyways, tell me what you think! Any and all criticism is taken! Even the nasty ones!

-Galaxyishigh