I have a new respect for every person who went through Ludo's interview, man are they stressful. But I digress, apparently not everyone knew that Tom was the person in the mirror which actually surprised me and reminded me of something, I have a facts page that I've been typing up for a while now and I throw facts into it every time they come up. I think that their interesting but I wanted to know, who wants me to post them at some point in the future? I would continue to write this note but my hands feel like jelly so I'm going to skip to the reviews.

MCPlayer26: It did, they just need me so much that they call me in every chance they get.

Your Fellow Thespian: Yeah, I guess my hints weren't as obvious as I thought they were.

Zues Killer Productions: Tom is a demon, what did you expect to happen when Marco took his girlfriend?

SVTFOEfanatic: I like making people play the waiting game … it fills me with joy.

JollyPayton: Don't say that, in retrospect, all the hints I had were only obvious if you knew it was him so don't feel bad about not knowing it was him.

H. Mae: No, if it was KND then it would be Numbuh, not number, also you reminded me of the first couple I ever shipped, guess who they were. Please, continue guessing, it gives me power! Also when I wrote the first response to your review I accidentally gave away who the asset was but managed to catch it right before posting this chapter, so close, am I right?

The Era Thief: Ummmmmmmmmm … well … I've … actually written up to chapter 44 so … yeah … I can't take requests.

MasterTigress4444: I had an interview today which nearly gave me a heart attack, does that count?

Anon: I don't want to spoil the surprise but he's not in this chapter.

acosta perez jose Ramiro: I'll keep it up as best I can.

retrofan1: Wait … you mean Tom? Do you mean that you think I only just added him in? I was planning on that from the start.

FanfictionForDayz: I'm going to go into detail about this at the end of the chapter but I had planned on using Tom as the main antagonist from the start.

Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil characters belong to Daron Nefcy.

Stella, Marcus, Lannister, Roy, Mathew, and story belong to me

Beta read by Sabrina06

(Star's POV)

(The next day)

I had gotten up early because I was excited to hear news about my plan to gather Roy's henchmen. I also was eager to hear what people had found out about his disappearance. I was wearing the white dress again after giving it a proper wash. I was running down the stairs and I caught the Diaz's setting up for the party, marking Stella's thirty first day here. "Good morning Star." Both Mr. and Mrs. Diaz greeted.

"Good morning, sorry I can't stay for the party." I said as I rushed to the door.

I was about to open it when someone grabbed my hand, preventing me from reaching the door. "Can we talk?" Marco asked as I looked at him.

"What, you haven't talked to me enough about what happened?" I asked as I yanked my arm free. "I know what I did was wrong, so why bother talking about it?"

Marco looked away before answering. "Because I approached you about it the wrong way." I was surprised by Marco's response, so I let him continue. "Look, regardless of what you did, I didn't have all the facts when I approached you, and …" He looked to the side. "I also kinda let my feelings get the better of me when I yelled at you."

I looked at him, confused. "What do you mean you didn't have all the facts?"

Marco hesitated before explaining. "I … I talked to Jackie recently … she told me, that she told you, she knew about my feelings for her … which would be ample reason for you to think I need to get over her; even if it didn't warrant lying to me, I still had no right to snap at you like that."

"Marco." I said softly as I began to overflow with joy. "I … so … you forgive me?"

"Well …" he began as he scratched the back of his head. "I'll forgive you if you forgive me."

"Then I forgive you." I threw my arms around him and pulled him into a big hug. "So does this mean we're friends again?"

"Sure but … could you … tell me … what's been going on?" He asked.

"What's been going on?" I replied as I looked at him, confused.

He sighed and looked away. "I know it's … mostly my fault because I pushed you away and all, but … I've noticed that you've been up to some … things lately."

"What things?" I asked.

"Like tell me about your new friends." He began. "The ones that …" He looked away. "The ones you were hanging out with while I was angry with you. Like at lunch, in the halls, and … you even seem to spend a lot more time out of the house than usual." He turned back to face me. "Could you … let me back in?"

"Oh … that." I looked away nervously. I should have figured that Marco would have noticed something strange going on by now, but I couldn't put him in danger when it was my mess to deal with; and it was something I would still be able to handle with the help from the cultists. "It's … it's nothing you need to worry about."

"It's not that, it's-" He facepalmed then looked down slightly, with a disappointed look on his face. "I want to be let in … I guess I blew that, and now we'll never be the friends like we used to be."

"Don't say that!" I shouted as I grabbed his shoulders. "I just … you need to trust that I can handle this on my own."

"It's not that I don't trust you Star." He replied. "It's … never mind." He turned around and walked away.

"Wait." I stated, ignoring the fact that I noticed that the Diaz's had vanished from the room. "This is something … I have to do by myself."

"Yourself?" He asked as he turned slightly.

"Yes, and I promise that I'll give you all the details ... after." I pleaded. "But you have to trust me to do what's best, don't be so apprehensive."

Marco turned around and gave me a look. "You mean, what's best for you?"

I nodded.

He shook his head, then turned around and walked to the kitchen. "Just go."

I watched as he walked away, feeling like I just blew a perfect opportunity to make everything better; but I couldn't drag him into this, not now, not ever. I turned back to the door and reached out to open it, when it opened itself. Marcus was standing there with one of the laser puppies biting his elbow. "This is the third time I'm bringing him back here, seriously, this is getting tiring."

"Sorry about that." I said as I took Bagel. "I have no idea what's got into him."

"Neither do I." He said as he walked in. "Were you going out?"

"Yeah." I replied. "I'm going down town to meet Mathew."

Marcus thought to himself for a moment before he realized who I was talking about. "You mean that guy from a few days ago?" He asked.

"Yeah, he's showing me this old abandoned building that he plans to turn into a club house."

"Cool, you going by yourself or … are you and Marco still-"

"I think we solved things." I replied. "But … he's still upset that I don't want him to come with me."

"Why …" He shook his head. "Never mind, I need to help Marco with something anyway, so have fun."

"I will." I replied as I set Bagel down and moved around Marcus. I made my way out and closed the door behind me. "Now to meet up with Mathew."

(Marcos POV)

I walked into the kitchen and heard the faint sounds of conversation between Marcus and Star. "Bet she'd trust him." I mumbled.

"Something the matter Marco?" My father asked.

"Wha-" I said as I noticed my parents. "But weren't you two … like …"

"We came in here as soon as you and Star began talking." My mom answered. "We thought it best to give you some privacy."

"Thanks." I sighed. "I just wish Star would let me help her."

"Sounds to me like you don't trust her to look out for herself." My mom replied. "Again."

"This is different from the Blood Moon Ball!" I retorted.

"That's right." My father began. "Back then, you were jealous; as well as not trusting her, now you simply don't trust her."

"She doesn't understand!" I retorted. "Whether she likes it or not, I'm involved in this. It's not something as simple as an ex who she has dealt with before, these are fanatics!"

My parents' eyes went from disappointed to worry. "What do you mean, fanatics?" My father asked.

"Seriously?" Marcus asked as he poked his head into the kitchen. "So we're telling everyone now?"

I ignored Marcus and continued. "Star has inspired a cult." I began. "And … she says that she can handle it; but there was no reason that she couldn't, at the very least, tell me about it."

"You think you can handle cultists?" My mom asked hysterically.

"No, I don't." I replied. "That's why I told King Butterfly about it." Both my parents began to calm down when they heard that the king was going to handle it. "He's going to talk to her and I wanted to be there … because there's a very good chance that he will take her away."

My dad placed a hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay with that?" He asked.

I looked up at him. "If I can't convince him that the situation is under control, then I have no choice in the matter." I ran my fingers through my hair. "And Star trying to keep me as far away as possible isn't helping matters at all."

Both my parents looked at me, concerned. "You must do what you feel is best." My mom stated. "As long as you can live with it."

"Thank you." I replied, as I began walking away.

"Just remember, you and Star are connected forever!" My father yelled after me.

I paused and turned back around. "How did you … never mind." I said as I shook my head. "I don't want to know."

I continued walking, and I was half way up the stairs when Marcus began talking. "What's your deal?" He asked. "First you're going to tell Star and do what she says, then you go and say you'll do whatever it takes to keep her here; and now you want whatever's best for her no matter what it costs? Why are you so indecisive?"

"I don't know." I said as I continued up the stairs.

"I can think of a reason." Marcus retorted. "Marco … I think you're in love with Star."

"I'm not in love with her." I said as I continued to her room.

"Then what's with this Blood Moon Ball?" Marcus demanded.

I spun around and looked Marcus in the eye. "I didn't trust Tom and I wanted to make sure Star was safe!" I snapped. "Sure, in retrospect, I should have known Star could have taken care of herself, but …" I turned back around. "I heard a voice."

"If you're trying to convince me you're not crazy, then you're doing a poor job of it." Marcus retorted.

"It was in Star's room … I have no idea what it was … but it said that the blood moon was … the moon of lovers."

"Now you're doing a poor job of convincing me that you don't love her." Marcus retorted.

"I didn't want to take the risk that Tom would try something … inappropriate."

Marcus facepalmed and shook his head. "Great … just great. You're so indecisive and she probably still picked you."

"Say what?" I asked.

"At least you're her friend and not some silent introvert who spends all his time in a corner."

"We're not talking about Star anymore, are we?" I asked nervously.

"Never mind." Marcus said as he stormed past me. "Let's just get this done."

We both made our way to Star's room, where Stella was already waiting. "Glad to see you two managed to take time away from arguing to make it." She stated.

"Let's just get this over with." I said as I dialed up Star's father.

After a moment, King Butterfly appeared in the mirror with a prison cell behind him; which contained Roy. "Ah, Marco, I was just about to contact you."

"Star didn't want to tell me anything." I replied. "She still wants to handle this by herself."

"I never asked you to try." He replied. "I could have told you that was going to happen."

"I thought that … never mind." I replied.

"Are you happy now?" Roy asked as he grabbed the bars. "Do you know what he did to me?!"

"You had it coming." I replied. "Find out anything?"

"I have." The king replied. He turned to Roy. "Why don't you tell them?"

Roy turned away, slightly. "Mathew … he almost has control of Star."

"What?!" I exclaimed. "How is that possible? I just talked to her!"

"He has her wrapped around his finger like a ring." He replied happily. "I was the only one who decided to use force. The others … have other means."

"Why are you telling us this?" Stella asked.

"Oh, it might have something to do with the fact that you've CAPTURED ME, IMPRISONED ME, AND BRANDED MY CHEST WITH A MAGICAL BRAND THAT MAKES SURE SOMEONE'S WATCHING ME; EVEN WHEN I USE THE BLASTED BATHROOM!"

"He could still be lying." Stella added.

"I'm not taking that chance." I said as I turned around. "If he is trying to trick Star, then she might not know what she's getting into."

"Did you say Mathew?" Marcus asked.

We all turned to Marcus. "Why?" I asked.

Marcus paused before replying. "She … just left to meet with a guy named Mathew."

We all paused and I felt a sense of dread come over me. "No." I began. "Where did she say she was going?!" I demanded.

"How do you know if he's telling the truth?" Stella asked.

"Because Janna told me that one of the cult leaders has Star." I turned back to Roy. "But I had no idea what it meant at the time … but if he has her brainwashed-"

"That's proof enough for an intervention." The king replied. "Where did she say she was going?"

"Some abandoned building down town." Marcus replied.

"I'm going." I stated as I began walking.

"You don't even know what building!" Stella shouted after me.

I stopped and turned around. "There can't be too many abandoned building left that they haven't used; I will search through all of them if I have to."

"She's going to be mad." Stella replied.

"You don't say." I turned around and started walking again.

(Star's POV)

I was at the location where Mathew mentioned that everyone was going to gather. Today, I was going to finally accept Mathew's section of the cult and turn them against Lannister. "Kinda spacious." I said as I arrived at the abandoned theater. It looked like it was missing half the seats, and parts of the stage had collapsed, but at least there was light.

"Ah, Star Butterfly." Mathew said as he walked up to me. "Glad you decided to come."

"Why is it so empty?" I asked as I looked around.

"Because I told everyone to arrive an hour from now, but seeing as they'll be overly excited they'll probably be really early and …"

"STAR!" Someone shouted from behind me. I turned around to see that a handful of cultists had already arrived and were now running up to me.

"Back!" Mathew said as he got between us. They stopped slightly, but still tried to inch closer. "Sorry Star, they … started following you a while back."

"That's all right." I said as I moved around Mathew. I walked up to each of the cultists and gave them a hug, and told them how happy I was to see them.

"Great." Mathew said after I hugged the last one, just as more were coming through the door. "Now if you'll excuse us, I need to help Star get ready."

Everyone looked sad but I gave them a smile. "I'll only be a few minutes." I told them causing them to cheer up.

I went backstage with Mathew, who had a slightly concerned look on his face when we were out of view. "Star." He began. "I have some … or … a lot of bad news."

I sighed. "And I was having such an almost pleasant day."

"Sorry but … I think it's important that you hear this."

"Just one!" I said as I held up a finger. "I need to stay happy for my people."

He shrugged. "Okay, but don't blame me if you regret that request later." He pulled a piece of paper out from under his cloak. "From what we understand, Lannister has all the supplies he needs for whatever he has planned."

"Do we even know what he has planned?" I asked.

"Some form of performance enhancer, it pushes the body to a limit that … simply isn't natural."

"How unnatural?" I asked, hopping that this wouldn't get worse.

"Very." He replied. "A regular human couldn't survive it for long, not strong enough. We think some of the other materials he has have something to deal with that."

"What else does he have and how does this enhancer work?"

"The other stuff he has does something … mental, as for the enhancer, it causes a sharp increase in hormones but … I just don't understand it." He began pacing as he ran his fingers through his hair. "There are so many easier ways to get the human body to do the feats that this would mimic, it's like … I'm missing something."

"Well don't worry about it." I said as I placed a hand on his shoulder. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

Mathew smiled just as Rebeca was walking backstage. "Are you ready my princess?" She asked.

"Please, call me Star." I replied. "And yes, I'm ready."

"All right then." Mathew said as he placed a hand on my shoulder. "All you have to do is make them feel safe. Let them know that you love being friends with them and that you love to have them serve you. They'll accept anything you say, so no worries."

"All right." I said as I began walking to the stage. "No pressure." I walked out onto the stage, and noted that the entire auditorium had filled up in the short time that I was backstage. "Wow." I whispered. The room went silent as everyone turned their attention to me. I took a breath and began. "Well I'm honored that so many of you made it, to say the least." I cleared my throat. "And I know that a few of you were following Roy, for one reason or another, and yes, what Roy was doing was wrong. But that doesn't condemn anyone but him." I looked over the audience once, then continued. "Roy is gone now and anyone who wishes to change their ways is welcome to come over to the right side." I looked over the audience again and smiled. "Everyone deserves a second chance, so anyone who wants a second chance, stand up and kneel before me."

Half the audience got up and rushed on stage and took to knee before me. I looked over everyone before speaking again. "Now every one who wasn't involved with Roy's sterilized silver, stand up and step forward."

A number of them stood up and took a step forward leaving five kneeling. I walked up to each standing cultist and hugged them, before thanking them and sending them back to their seats until only the five kneeling were left. I walked up the first one and looked down on him. "What's your name?" I asked.

"Kevin." He replied.

"What part did you have to play with the silver?" I continued

"I was the one who lead the attack on you with the silver baton." He pulled out the baton which I could tell was devoid of its soul. "Please, I had no idea what I was using, I thought it was enchanted or something. I didn't mean to use it against you."

I took a few steps back with my eyes trained on the silver. "MATHEW!" I shouted. Mathew ran up and took away the baton as I tried to calm down. Rebeca ran over and threw a blanket over my shoulders but I raised a hand telling her it was okay. "You attacked me." I stated.

"I was an idiot, I was unaware of just how sacred you were in person." He pleaded. "Please, I'll do anything to earn forgiveness."

I smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder. "So … you fight?"

"Yes, my Princess." He pleaded.

"And you want to earn your second chance?"

"Yes Princess." He repeated.

I smiled. "Then you can protect each and every one here."

He looked up. "You want me … to be a body guard?"

"For them." I stated as I motioned over the crowd. "You will keep them safe, and that will be your first priority, understood?"

"Yes my Princess." He said as he looked down again.

"Good." I motioned for him to stand and I gave him a hug. "Then you should get to it." He bowed, then walked over to the edge of the stage. "The door." I noted causing him to look over. "That's where trouble comes from the most, right?" He was hesitant, but he nodded and walked over to the far door.

I walked over to the next one. "What is your name?"

"Michel." He replied.

"And what was your role with the sterilized silver?"

"I was one of the purifiers." He stated.

"Purifiers?" I asked, a little annoyed.

"Yes my Queen, I was one of the people who worked on taking the magic out of the silver."

"Burnt." I hissed.

"Say what?" He asked.

"To sterilize silver, the magic must be burnt out, not removed. And it's sterilized, not purified."

"Does it matter?" He asked.

I clenched my wand and pointed it at him. "EXCOMMUNICATION BLAST!" I shouted blasting him off the stage. By the time he looked up, his cloak had started to burn and before he could start panicking, his cloak had completely burnt away. "Get him out of my sight!" I shouted. A bunch of people sitting in the front row got up to drag him out, but only the first two who got to him were able to take up the task.

I walked to the next one in the line and looked down on him. "Who are you and what did you do to the silver?" I demanded.

He was slow to respond and his response was quiet. "I don't deserve a second chance."

"And why's that?" I asked.

He was once again slow to respond. "Because it's my fault that he was able to get as much as he did."

He was silent, but I was curious as to exactly what he did. "Go on."

"I was the one who found the mine he used to get a majority of his silver."

I was shocked, but I had yet to hear something that deemed him unworthy of a second chance. "How much silver did he have there?"

"I was dimension hopping … the place was small … but there must have been several tones of silver there."

"How much did he have?" I asked.

"On paper, half a ton, in actuality; the last time I was there, it was dry."

"So all of it?" I asked, annoyed.

"Yes my Prin … I don't get to call you that anymore do I?"

"Can you find it?" I asked.

He paused for a moment. "I'm sorry?" He asked.

"Can you find all of the silver that was sterilized?" I asked again.

He shook his head. "Sorry."

I rubbed my wand. "Well … that's too bad."

"I won't be able to tell if it's sterilized or not until after I find it." He finished.

I stopped rubbing my wand. "So … you can find all the silver Roy used?"

"I can find it." He replied. "Getting it … might be hard."

"It'll do for now." I replied. I saw his eyes go wide. "That's what you'll have to do, find the silver, save as much that can be saved; and we will morn and respect that which can't."

"Thank you … my Princess." I motioned for him to stand and I gave him a hug. "And … my name is Ryan."

"Thank you Ryan." I motioned for him to join Mathew, then walked over to the next one in line. "And what might your name be?"

"Paul." He replied.

"Now, what did you do to the silver, Paul?"

"I was a smith." He replied with his hands in his sleeves. "I was responsible for forging it into weapons like the baton Kevin had."

"Anything else?"

"Yes." He began. "Sterilized silver is … difficult to work with, you need a specialist to forge it, and I was the only one who knew how."

"So there's no one else who can mold it?"

He shook his head. "None that I know of."

"Then I know what you can do to earn your second chance." I began. "A special ceremony is required when laying sterilized silver down to rest. You can help with that."

"Thank you Princess." He replied. "But … I don't want a second chance."

I was shocked at his reaction, and the others began reacted in disbelief. "Then … why did you come here?"

He looked up slowly and smiled. "The same reason I joined the cult to begin with, I wanted to get rid of a monster that has been plaguing our world for too long." Before I could react, he darted up, and pulled out a dagger made from sterilized silver. Time seemed to slow down as I reached for my wand, and attempted to take a few steps back. Sadly, he had one hand on my shoulder and the other ready to stab me before I even had my hand on my wand. Time seemed to slow down further, as the dagger came closer. My life began to flash before my eyes, before his weapon could reach me however, he stopped only a few inches from my face. I looked around, really quickly to find out what was going on; and saw that the last cultist had gotten up and intercepted the assassin's arm before his weapon could plunge into me. This mysterious hero quickly twisted the assassin's arm into an arm bar, then came down on the elbow; causing a very unsettling crack and the assassin to scream in agony as it broke. The assassin dropped the dagger and the cultist kicked it far away. The cultist then swung the assassin so he went stumbling off the stage, falling to the floor. I looked over to where the assassin fell and pointed my wand at him, but before I could blast him, the hero cultist waved his hand in front of me and pulled out a match. Before I could protest he jumped down and placed a foot on the assassin's cloak. The hero then lit the match and held it over the assassin who had just come to, and began scrambling out of his cloak. When the assassin finally got out, the hero dropped the match on the cloak and turned to the assassin.

The assassin tried to run, but by the time he got up, he was already surrounded by cultists. "Wait." I said from atop the stage. "Do we have a room to lock him up in?" I asked as I turned to Mathew. "I'd like to … have a talk with him."

He nodded and several cultists dragged the assassin into the back room. I turned to the hero cultist who had made his way back on stage and was already kneeling. "Thank you." I said as I stood over him.

"It was nothing." He said in a graveled voice. "I was just doing what any servant of yours would do."

"Well thank you anyway." I replied. "Now, what's your name and … how are you connected to the silver?"

He took some time before replying. "I stole some from a cult storage house."

"Really?" I asked. "And what did-"

"I also tracked down the forge which Roy was originally using to smelt and craft the silver." He interrupted. I was a little surprised at his response, but I was pleased none the less. "Once there I encountered Roy himself, we fought, he ran, and I grabbed everything I could find."

I turned back to Mathew, who looked as confused as me. "You … found Roy?"

He nodded. "Not long after that … I found his main hide out, I gathered a few friends, and we stormed it. Again, I found Roy and fought him. I crushed him, I peeled off his sterilized silver chainmail, and threw him into a cell like the animal he was."

The entire audience was dead silent; I almost didn't believe what this guy was saying. "You … you took down Roy?"

"Yes." He replied.

"Why?" I asked softly. "Why did you take on Roy with only a handful of friends?"

"Because I am a true friend." He said in a normal and familiar voice as he stood up. He pushed his hood back, revealing the face of my best friend Marco. "And I was going to stop him, whether you wanted me to or not."

Alright everyone, this is important, I had planned to use Tom as the guy pulling the strings since this story started. I'm not joking, why do you think I wanted to finish this story before BMB? It was always going to be Tom and I wanted to use him as a villain before him first main appearance. I am kinda glad though because I got to add in a few extras from BMB and it also inspired a few changes. Also, can someone please guess what Marcus's backstory is? Please, I've given enough hints, someone guess it now and I will make an 'ask the OC's' story at some point in the future. Also, I've written up to chapter 44 meaning that I'm a full story arch ahead of you all so don't be afraid to guess at what's going to happen next, I really, really like seeing people guess, they fill me with power.

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