You know what? I think I might take a break from this story on this arc is finished, simply because I need time to actually finish the next arc without getting stuck in the process. And yes, this also has partially to do with the "double update" schedule.

Anyway, as always, let's get to the reviews:

1) Nobody245:

* Fun fact: In this AU, Eclipsa once beared the family name "Murphy."

* Let's just say that, besides making Tomco fans happy, the reason Marco and Tom act like that is because, along with Globgor, Tom played an important part in helping Marco live past his childhood.

* Brittney Isn't helping the Mewmans, not in her eyes anyway: She's getting help from Meteora, a Mewnster, and Star, the only reasonable Mewman around. She's the one that needs help reaching the temple.

And now, to the chapter!

Back where we left off, Mina, Moon, and Pony Head continued walking down the long hallway deeper into the institution, Moon clinging to Mina while she covered her gem eye with her hand.

"Hey, Mina, is something the matter?" Pony Head inquired. You're grabbing your eye like it hurt."

"Because it does," Mina answered, briefly uncovering her gem eye to reveal it was glowing. "I don't know why, but it seems to be acting up."

"Your fragment? Well, they usually react when they're heading closer to a familiar place, or so I heard," Moon explained. "Maybe whatever's inside the fragment is remembering, and thus reacting to, the institution's lower levels?"

Mina scratched her chin. "Maybe..."

And then, the trio came to a stop, and found a large metallic door, one with the club symbols all over it.

"Okay, I guess this is a good place to start searching," Mina stated. "Moon, you know what to-"

"Hands in the air!"

Mina and Moon obliged immediately, while Pony Head looked at them in confusion, then just flew slightly higher.

"Turn around!"

The three obliged, and to their shock, they saw none other than Eclipsa standing nearby, aiming the middle and index finger of both her arms against the ladies. And Pony Head.

"Oh, h-hello there, Eclipsa!" Moon nervously greeted. "I, uh, this isn't what it looks like-"

"Oh really?" Eclipsa raised an eyebrow. "Because I think you're trying to sneak deeper inside my little Meteora's school in order find some sort of secret, which Mina has been sensing for a while now."

"Well dang, it actually is what it looks," Pony Head remarked.

"Eclipsa, listen to us, I know you don't trust me, but there's something on this school that's being kept secret from everybody! The princesses, the faculty, even Meteora herself!" Mina stated, earning a look from the Queen of the Void. "We need to find out what's hidden under this school!"

"You're the last person I'd expect to willingly try to repeat history, Mina," Eclipsa rolled her eyes. "You and Solaria went deeper into the Butterfly castle, found more than you bargained for, and started a rebellion because of it! Why would I allow you to search for anything deeper inside here, if there's the chance that you'll just start another rebellion all over again!?"

Just then, Mina got an idea:

"Why don't you come with us, then?"

Moon and Pony Head looked shocked at Mina, while Eclipsa raised an eyebrow and smiled bemused.

"You spent hundreds of years apart from your daughter. She was out of your watch, being fed both lies and truth, to the point she thought her caretaker, Festivia, was her actual mother," Mina explained with a smile. "You've spent who knows how long trying to make up for lost time, and yet, you still know little to nothing about your little girl."

Mina pointed at the door. "Behind this door is one of such secrets. And if you let us in, not only can you learn more about Meteora, but you can keep us from opening our mouths if we try to spill the beans."

Eclipsa scratched her chin, and after gaining a devious smile, she lowered her finger guns and barked at Moon:

"Open the door, Moon. We don't have time to waste, do we?"

Lucitor Castle, Tom's Bedroom...

Marco, Tom, Janna, and Mr. Candle reunited at the king's room, where Tom held the human glamour potion.

"Okay, I got the potion," Tom stated. "One sip of this thing, and Janna will look like a human for 24 hours."

"Before we test it though, we should have some precautions," Mr. Candle stated, before turning to Marco and Janna. "Did you find the spell that can work as a substitute?"

Janna took out a spellbook and opened it at the mentioned spell. "Yeah, the spell is named "Humani Glamo Metamorphi," apparently, and It'll work for 12 hours, or until the user cancels the spell."

"Those are great news," Mr. Candle extended his hand forward. "Now, let me see the spell, Janna."

The demonic human, however, turned to the book and watched it with a forlorn look.

And after a while, Marco asked, "Janna?"

"I'm sorry, It's just that, holding a book like this reminds me of the times I held Alfonzo and Ferguson's grimoire," Janna sighed in melancholy. "I wonder if they're doing okay. Anyway, here's the book."

Janna handed the spellbook to Candle... After the man struggled to take it off her hands, making her frown.

"Let's give this a shot," Mr. Candle looked directly at Janna as he shouted, "Humani Glamo Metamorphi!"

A couple seconds later, Janna was surrounded by a pink light that engulfed her completely, before it dissipated, revealing the girl looked just like she did before drinking Tom's blood.

"Oh my goodness, it worked!" Janna chirped, snatching the book from Candle. "We could use this as my main glamour, and save the potion for an emergency!"

"Assuming there's such an emergency in the first place," Marco chuckled. "Anyway, I think you should undo the spell now."

Janna raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because us demons have a bad reputation among humans, and we're used to it, so having a human gushing about us would be weird," Tom explained, rolling his eyes. "Now come on, undo it."

Janna obliged, undoing the glamour and returning to her "Discount Female Tom" look.

"Okay, now that you're demonic again, nobody should give you weird looks," Tom clasped his hands. "Now, let's see something I'm sure you'll enjoy."

Tom smirked. "The legends of my people."

Janna smiled wide with excitement, while Marco and Mr. Candle exchanged concerned looks.

Diaz Household...

Jackie and Brittney both sat on the couch as Mrs. Diaz checked Jackie's arms, with Mr. Diaz brushing Jackie's hair to comfort her.

"Hmm, so you were channeling magic, and when you opened your eyes and looked at your arms, they were covered in this metallic subtance?" Mrs. Diaz recapped.

"Yeah, and the back half of my hair turned purple," Jackie added. "Do you know anything about this?"

Mrs. Diaz looked at Jackie, then looked elsewhere. "Well, not the hair bit, but I do know what's up with your arms."

Angie stood up, and grabbed Jackie's hand with both of her own, she stated:

"You gained control of silver, sweetie!"

"Silver?" Jackie tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

"Silver" is the name given to one of many magical kind of liquid metal, which are metals that can be morphed in a way similar to liquids," Mr. Diaz explained, shooting a deadpan look at his wife before adding, "They're also called "Elemetals" by people with a love of bad puns."

Angie whistled and avoided eye contact.

"Those are great news, right, Jackie?!" Brittney chirped, putting a hand on Jackie's shoulder. "I mean, not only can you channel water magic, you can use silver too!"

"It's not all fun and games, girls," Mrs. Diaz sternly pointed out. "Sure, It's always nice to gain the ability to channel magic, but that doesn't change the fact magic is untrustworthy: A supernatural force that corrupts the user if mishandled."

Jackie looked back at her arms, and Mrs. Diaz crouched down and said:

"Jackie, right now, I think It's best that you don't practice any more magic, water or silver. The risk of corruption isn't worth it."

"I... I agree," Jackie sighed. "But what should I do now? I can't just come out with my arms covered in bandages like you, people are going to think I had an accident or something. And even with the arms taken care of, there's still the issue of my hair!"

"Stay calm, okay? We'll see what we do about it," Mrs. Diaz gently shushed the skateboarder. "For now, go rest in your bedroom."

"I'll keep you company," Brittney said as she grabbed Jackie's hand. "I was the one who pushed you to channel magic in the first place."

Jackie smiled, and the duo walked upstairs, leaving the parents alone. And once they were out of sight, Angie grimaced:

"It's just as I feared, her true heritage is starting to reveal itself! First the silver, then the hair, what next? Her skin color?!"

"Angie, calm down," Rafael put both hands on his wife's shoulders. "Otherwise the darkness will take you over!"

"Nah, don't worry, I already talked with Globgor, and he said that I'd need a massive freak out to be fully consumed by it," Angie sighed. "And besides, I'm talking about legitimate concerns here!"

"I know, but freaking out won't help anybody," Mr. Diaz folded his arms. "For now, let's get ready just in case somebody appears to-"

Angie put her hand over her husband's mouth. "Please, don't finish that sentence. It's too painful."

Angie wiped a tear off her face, and narrowed her eyes in determination:

"But you're right, Jackie's in more danger than before, and we must make sure no harm comes to her!"

Back with the B-Team...

Moon took out a hairclip from her hair and used it on the keyhole, successfully unlocking it after a while. Afterwards, she exchanged nods with the rest of the girls before she opened the door and went inside.

Once in, the women-and Pony Head-found themselves on a large room, with several interesting paintings decorating the walls and the ceiling, with each painting catching one of the girls' interests:

Pony Head flew up to the painting in the ceiling, depicting four shadowy figures, each resembling a past queen, hovering over the four fragments left behind by Celena.

"Huh, ominous and simplistic," Pony Head looked back at the ground. "But how many ladders did it take to paint this up here?"

For Mina, she walked towards the painting to the left side of the room. It depicted Solaria, a previous Queen of Mewni, and Mina, looking fairly similar to how she did in the present, leading a charge with several seemingly normal humans rushing behind them. And sadly, Mina easily recognized what the painting represented:

"The Loveberry Rebellion..."

Moon went to the painting of the opposite side. This one depicted a woman cloaked in shadows, bathing in the light of the Blood Moon, standing on top of a cliff overlooking several septarians that were running in sheer terror... Except for one sharp-dressed general, who stood still in defiance.

And Moon sort of recognized the cloaked woman. "Mom?"

Finally, Eclipsa walked to the picture right in front of the quartet, depicting a faint Solaria on the clouds, smiling while holding a baby, and a shadowy figure with a fiery head loomed above her. Underneath her was another woman, this one cloaked, holding a baby on her arms as well.

"Sister?" Eclipsa asked, only to notice a tome nearby. "There's a tome here."

The rest of the team gathered near Eclipsa as she read the tome out loud:

Among the darkness, a light will be born.

One whose existence, makes people conflicted and torned.

But within this light, lies the blessing of the sun.

And with the existence of their "siblings," they're not alone.

With them they shall bring the end of Mewni, to avenge us all.

So beware the child, with the name of Sol.

The quartet gasped and took a step back, with Eclipsa covering her mouth in sheer shock.

"Sol, as in, Sol Butterfly?!" Moon exclaimed. "I thought she was just a myth!"

"As far as we know, she still is!" Mina stated, trying to stay calm. "After all, we have no idea if Sol is the baby Solaria's holding, or the cloaked woman-"

"Or the baby the cloaked woman is holding?" Pony Head suggested.

Upon hearing that, the team turned to look at the mentioned baby, only for them to hear Arms' voice through a speaker:

"Attention everybody, the final dance of the night is about to begin. Repeat, the final dance is about to begin."

"We have to go back right now," Mina stated. "And in my case, get the heck out of here!"

"My horn's ready!" Pony Head stated as she charged said horn. "After all, if anybody sees Mina, they're gonna freak out."

"True, let's make haste!" Moon stated before turning to her fellow queen. "Eclipsa, are you coming?"

However, the woman didn't respond, she just kept staring at the baby while thinking:

"How... How did I forget those abominations existed?!"

Just then, Eclipsa was dragged by the neck by Moon as she and the rest of the team bolted back upstairs as quickly as they could.

Back at the Underworld...

Marco, Candle, and Janna followed Tom as he guided the humans to another part of his kingdom, one slightly farther away from the castle.

"Hey, Marco?" Janna blurted, getting the boy's attention. "Why do I have to remain demonic to not raise suspicion, but you can stay a human with no objections from King Tom?"

"Marco and Candle are two of my oldest companions: They're fairly well known in the underworld," Tom cracked his knuckles. "And everybody knows that, if they do anything to those I consider friends, then they'll have to answer to me!"

Janna pointed at herself. "Am I a friend?"

"No, you're more like the baby of the group, the one that needs everybody to look after so she doesn't get hurt," Tom scoffed. "Anyway, we're here."

The trio stopped, and found themselves in the entrance to some kind of museum, filled with several artifacts that quickly caught Janna's attention. And as she checked them, she said stuff like:

"Oh, what's that?!" at a large sword.

"That's the punishment sword," Tom explained. "A weapon made from the bones of demons who went against the law."

"And what's that?!" Janna chirped at the sight of an armor.

"That's Mom's old armor," Tom explained. "She used to wear it before turning into a giant behemoth."

"And what's this?!" Janna shouted, pointing at a massive, muscular figure.

Tom rolled his eyes. "That's my Mom."

The demonic human turned back to see the titanic demon woman looking at her with three glowing, piercing yellow eyes.

"Uh, hi, Queen Lucitor," Janna nervously greeted. "Sorry for thinking you were a relic of sorts."

After a couple more seconds of intense staring, the demon woman laughed and said something in an incomprensible language as she waved her hand.

"She says It's okay," Tom translated. "She wasn't taught how to speak English, right now, she's speaking Monster."

Marco raised an eyebrow. "Monster?"

Tom turned to the trio. "Yeah, monsterkind invented It's own language so that the mewmans would have a harder time getting information out of them."

"Wouldn't the mewmans just have to learn how to speak the language to counter that, though?" Candle inquired.

"Only Mewman who's ever done is Eclipsa, and she only did it out of interest in monster culture," Tom stated. "No other purebreed Mewman in existence has ever bothered to learn the language. But enough chit-chat, It's time for you to see our greatest legend."

Tom's Mom bid the team farewell, and they headed straight to the end of the museum, where Tom proclaimed:

"I present you, Sol, The Sun of Destruction!"

The team looked up, and saw a painting depicting Hekapoo holding a toddler up in her arms, a toddler that had some kind of sun-like ring behind him, and which was being venerated by demonkind.

"The Son of Destruction?" Marco blurted.

"No, Marco, It's Sun of Destruction," Mr. Candle corrected.

Marco raised an eyebrow. "What did I say?"

"Son," Mr. Candle corrected.

"And what should I say?"

"Sun."

"That's what I said: Son of Destruction."

"No, Marco, It's Sun of Destruction," Janna clarified.

"And what did I say?"

"Son."

"And what should I say?"

"Sun!"

"Oh..." Marco turned back to the Demon King, who looked seriously annoyed right now. "Tom, remind me what's up with this son of destruction-"

"Oh my Mom, Marco, take a hint!" Tom snapped, his eyes glowing red and his hair turning into fire as he shouted, "It's sun! S-U-N, not S-O-N! Now can we move along!?"

Marco, Janna, and Candle nodded, allowing Tom to explain the tale of this fabled "Sun of Destruction"...

Tale of Sol...

The scene depicted Celena dragging the members of the MHC through chains.

"Thousands of years ago, the Magic High Commission were defeated and enslaved by Celena, the Mewman High Queen."

Then it changed to show a picture of Glossaryck... Which promptly turned to dust.

"Not only that, but their leader, and the only one able to stand up against Celena, Glossaryck, was gone for good."

Another change happened, showing the commission helping the council of queens by force.

"For several centuries afterwards, they were put in the role of slaves for the Council of Queens, teaching the queens the ropes of their divine powers, while being treated like peasents, or worse, furniture, in return. This continued for years..."

Next change showed the Loveberry Rebellion happening and approaching the council.

"Until both mewmans and humans joined forces to take out the High Tyrant, leading to the Loveberry Rebellion."

Another change showed Celena, slowly cracking before outright collapsing into pieces, and the chains on the commission being undone.

"Celena was taken out, and the commission freed, but they knew that it was only a matter of time before the High Tyrant returned."

Next scene showed the commission holding toddlers up high, with the toddlers being covered by blankets.

"And so, they fled, and blessed four children with a piece of their powers, each a beacon of hope for the tortured monster species, and bestowed with a magical name: Andromeda, Alcatraz, Thanatos, and Sol."

The last change showed Hekapoo holding the toddler Sol in her arms, while looking at him with pride.

"Sol is the blessed child of Hekapoo, one born as a beacon of hope for demons, and with enough destructive power to annihilate Mewni on his own."

Back in the Present...

"And that's all you need to know," Tom stated, clasping and rubbing his hands. "Everybody's been waiting for the arrival of Sol ever since the legend became public knowledge, hoping and praying for him to become the destroyer of Mewni that Hekapoo wanted him to be."

"But why would that be a good thing?" Janna pondered. "Won't the Mewmans just use that as an excuse to attack your kingdom?"

"Not if their armies have been wiped out as well," Tom smugly pointed out. "Sol will destroy everything: The city, the armies, even the monarchs themselves if necessary. He will save us all, by destroying everything about Mewni."

The humans exchanged concerned looks as Tom added, "But that's enough for today, let's get back to the castle and get Janna ready to go back home."

"Do I have to go back?" Janna whined. "Wouldn't you be up for a sleepover?"

And as Tom, Janna, and Candle went back to the castle, Marco took another look at the picture, putting particular focus on the baby as he uttered to himself:

"The Sun of Destruction..."