Episode 3 was a little disappointing to me, didn't really have anything interesting for mah tastes. Thankfully episode 4 had some plot, confirming the wand is triggered by emotion. And don't even get me started on episode 5, goddamn was it good. But anyway, I was able to hash this out, so yay to that. I don't expect to receive an Oscar for this or whatever, I just you enjoy it for what it's worth. I've still got a ton of sh*t going on, so this definitely won't be my number one chapter by any means.
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Clouds plagued the skies above, grey housed above in a large collective mass, seeming as though it could drop a heavy storm in the time span of someone snapping their fingers. Chatter rained throughout, just below those clouds. Students and teachers of Echo Creek Academy heading towards their assigned classes. The soles of sneakers and heels alike struck against the tiled floor in a barrage of footsteps, proving the quantity of teens and adults was large. People shoving past their peers to try and make it to class without receiving another detention for lateness. However, two of the teenagers paid no attention to the crowd, just strolling through casually as if it were just another day. And for these two, it kinda was.
They paced aside each other, having simple chalk-talk as they made their way towards math. One of these teenagers was the famed blonde princess of Mewni, and the other being a karate loving badass that claimed himself misunderstood and rebellious. They didn't worry about the speed of their walking, they somehow always made it to class in time. As they chatted amongst one another, a girl in a cheerleader's outfit and ponytail barged through the crowd in front of the duo. Her expression was panicked and could possibly be confused for someone who had just eaten a severe amount of sugar induced food and was on the biggest sugar trip since that kid from Oregon who had too much smile dip.
"OUT OF MY WAY PLEASE! EXCUSE ME!" she exclaimed in her rush, though people didn't seem to give her any attention. She was shoved to the side by a strong boy, about six feet tall with a muscular build and blond hair, who managed to push her into a set of lockers. The boy also appeared to be in a rush and sprinted past yelling "SORRY SABRINA!".
Sabrina groaned as she slowly stood up, her palm against her head and her right eye closed from the sudden collision. She managed to get onto two feet and slowly stumbled forwards, attempting to try and get to English once more. This time though, she was approached by the aforementioned princess, who was quick to stop Sabrina in her tracks. Sabrina looked weakly at the blonde, mumbling in confusion.
"Star? Why are yo-"
Star cut Sabrina off by placing her finger against her lips, shushing her effectively. However, Star didn't remove her finger from Sabrina's face, only slowly moving it up and down and all-around, moving Sabrina's mouth in strange ways. Sabrina shifted uncomfortably from the situation looking left and right awkwardly before placing her other hand on top of Star's and pushing it away from her mouth. "What are you doing, Star?"
The princess blinked for a moment and then shook her head like a wet dog, as if she were just snapping back to reality. "Oh! R-right, sorry. But I was going to take you to the nurses office! You seem pretty hurt."
Sabrina shook her head, "That's okay Star, I should be fine. I've taken way worse than a bonk to the he-"
In a moments notice, Sabrina was placed atop of a bright blue horse. She didn't have time to register what was happening until she heard Star scream, "TO THE NURSES OFFICE! GO HENRY!" and her body was thrown back by a extreme amount of momentum. She could only see Star in front of her and a bright red hoodie chasing behind in a comedic fashion.
"STAR! Stop! This is extremely dangerous!"
Sorry Marco! Can't hear you over the load roars of this sweet Warnicorn!"
All of this seemed to happen at once, until Sabrina just let bygones be bygones. And then she passed out.
About 3 minutes into the future...
Star and Marco happily walked out of the nurses office, clapping dust off their hands in achievement. Marco nodded his head at the feeling of success and nonchalantly rubbed his wrist against his hoodie, as if polishing it. Star meanwhile, started to wander off towards her lockers, rolling her eyes at Marco's sudden change in attitude. "You know Marco, all we did was help someone to the nurses office and make sure they were alright. It's not like we lit the Mewlympic torch or anything." She stated casually, spinning the dial on her locker to retrieve her books from within. Marco shot her a sideways smile and walked over to her side.
"Well, in my opinion, I think we deserve a bit of a reward for doing such good onto others." He then started to tap his index finger against his chin, seeming as if he were conflicted inside his thoughts. "But how exactly would we do that? I honestly can't think of anything that commemorates our bravery well enough..." He asked playfully, nudging Star lightly with his elbow, causing her to laugh lightly under her breath. Knowing exactly what Marco was hinting at. She then shut her locker with a text book in hand and shoved it into his chest. "I'll tell you what 'Wild Man', how about we finish the day first and then we can have your little celebration. Sound good?"
Marco grinned, grabbing hold of the text book and placing a free hand on Star's shoulder. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
The two then walked side by side once more, off towards their next class. Marco then looked toward the ground in thought, trying to process something that had lurked in the back of his brain for a few days. Star caught on to his abnormal behaviour and didn't hesitate to question him. "Hey, you feeling okay there buddy? Your doing that thing when you think and you rub your thumb over your hand constantly and then try to deny it but I always come out the winner in the argument because you realise halfway through that your actually doing what I said you were doing."
"What? No I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"No I'm not. I swear Star, I am two hundred percent sure that I'm not doing the thing."
"Look at your hand, Marco."
"I'll tell you what, I will look at my hand and then I will show you just how wrong you are!" Marco answered confidently.
Star rolled her eyes. Marco then proceeded to look down at the hand that wasn't occupied by the text book. "It's not like it's a thing to begin with, just something people do. Nothing to point out. Man, I can't wait to show you just how wrong you ar-"
Then Marco caught full sight of his hand, looking at it intently for a few seconds. He then looked over at Star with an expression that if it could be described in one word, that word would be "Goddammit". Marco's face made Star giggle lightly under her breath. She knew Marco way to well in these situations, probably a bit too much for her own good. But it was still fun to mess around with him every now and again. As the two continued to walk towards class, they realised that the halls had been silenced. They had been that way for a while now, all the back to when Sabrina hit her head. Before then everything was in a gigantic mess, with students barging through, left and right, making the area seem more like a warzone than a school. Now it was just silent. No wind was picking up, there were no birds chirping, it was just plain... old...
Silence...
"Hey Marco?" Star asked suspiciously, tugging against the sleeve of his hoodie lightly. He turned and mumbled a 'Hmm?' towards Star, raising an eyebrow of curiosity. The princess looked down the halls, seeing no signs of life anywhere, not even the famed tumbleweed that always appeared in moments like these. She narrowed her eyes, whispering, "It's quiet...". She then shrunk her figure slightly, standing in a combat ready position, waiting for even the slightest movements to come from anywhere. "Too quiet...".
Moments passed, the pounding of Star's heart was heard in the silence. Even Marco could hear the 'buh-bump' sound emanating from her chest, however, he was a little more concerned in what the horse-radish was going on. "Uhhhh... Star?"
She shushed Marco, using the same method as she once did with Sabrina. To which Marco just let out an annoyed grunt and pushed her finger out of the way. "What exactly are you looking for? The halls are empty because class started, simple as that.". Even though Marco knew better, he took the path of logic in the situation, though there was still the fact that he didn't actually hear any bells ring, giving him a bit of a sick feeling in his stomach.
"Listen, Marco. You may not agree, but we have a serious problem on our hands. I've got the feeling." Star argued, looking back at him and darkening her tone for emphasis. Even then however, Marco just rolled his eyes and smiled, taking the chance to show Star he knew her a little bit too well.
"You know, whenever you say that, it usually ends up in you causing the problem. No offense or anything, but you've got a bit of a bad track record when it comes to this feeling. Trust me when I say that this serious problem is going to start with some kind of magic and then we all learn a valuable lesson we forget in later scenarios, because plot." He stated in minor annoyance. He knew he was a bit harsh, but the only way he could put it was bluntly. It's like telling a puppy it has cancer. In which case you should probably consider therapy because puppies can't talk.
Star didn't take kindly to Marco's reasoning however letting her guard down so she could look him directly in the eye, her eyes darker and far more menacing than before. Her gaze didn't faze Marco however, he knew full well that she wouldn't hurt him, and the same went vice-versa. The two could duke it out with words as much as they wanted, but actual combat was completely out of the question.
"Don't talk about me like that." She warned, words slow and lightly doused with venom. Her hand gripped tightly around her wand and her knuckles had the blood forced out of them since they were clenched so hard. The two gazed into each others eyes with angered looks, Marco being less angry and more frustrated at the situation. Somehow, it seemed they would fight over almost anything. No matter how dumb or personal the cause.
He sighed in frustration, though it was much lighter than it previously was. "Why are we arguing? We've been like this for way too long, always at each others throats like animals, it's just so..." he paused, eyes looking off to the side as he looked for the right words to use.
"Not like us."
Star loosened her grip on her wand by a small amount, her hard and angered expression softening by the slightest bit. "What do you mean?". Marco didn't respond for a moment, he just kept looking at the ground in thought, his hands didn't move this time, however. He took in a light breath. "Back during your first few months here, we were practically inseparable, we hung out all the time and we never had a dull day, now we just... fight. We still have fun sure, but I'm not sure it's the same kind of fun we used to have. What happened to those days?"
"We grew up, Marco. Everyone does it." Star quietly stated, her temper seeming to cool down quite a bit. Marco just chuckled with harsh breath, his smile coming back upon his lips, but a little bit more... saddening than before.
"Well, if that's the case... How about we don't grow up for a while, I don't want to keep arguing with my bestie."
Marco spread his arms slowly, looking at Star with a raised brow. "Hugs?"
Star stared for a few seconds, silence honing in once more. She continued to stare at his outstretched arms, her expression holding no give away that she would accept his gesture. A few more seconds of nothing passed and Marco dropped his arms and looked to the floor. "I guess things have cha-"
He was cut off when he was suddenly tackled to the floor by Star, a bright blue beam shooting out of her wand, reflecting off of several windows and ricocheting off lockers and going through the open door of the nurses office. The duo didn't seem to care however, Star squeezing the life out of Marco with the hug alone. Even though Marco was suffering a bit from the tackle and his ribs being under quite the bit of pressure, he returned the embrace full force, tears building in his eyes. Star caught sight of these tears and worriedly asked, "Marco, are you crying?"
He just laughed and responded with a bit of a pained struggle, "Yeah... But your kind of about to shatter my sternum, so I think it's justified."
Star smirked and continued to squeeze him tightly, resting her head on his chest and feeling her face grow warmer the longer she stayed. Marco just lay there accepting and returning the affection he received, even though it would most likely result in him being escorted to the now violently shaking nurses office.
Marco shot his head up, looking over towards the quaking building in confusion and worry. He gently nudged Star, and she looked up at him with a small grin, but that quickly faded when she saw his expression. He didn't take his eyes off of the building, no words coming from his mouth, only breath. Star glanced over to where he was looking, and just like that her face was near identical to Marco's. The nurses office continued to shake, small chunks of solid concrete and paint came crumbling off the wall. Cracks began to form along the tile beneath and up the wall and the ground instantly felt like it had turned into an amusement park ride, shaking beneath the two with extreme strength. The windows shattered into tiny pieces, glass being thrown across the floor and even flying across the hall. Marco saw the glass coming and knew just how it'd affect them. So, before Star had even realized, he took her arms off him and quickly moved in front of her, his back facing towards the glass. He hunched himself over and wrapped his arms around her for good measure and waited for the speeding shards to hit, and it didn't take long for that to happen.
A split second after he had effectively shielded Star, Marco felt the glass tear into his hoodie and undershirt. Their speed and razor like shape, easily cutting through the fabric. Small bites and pieces glided across his exposed skin, a few getting lodged in wherever they struck. It was almost too much to handle, but with hazy vision, Marco continued to shield Star. The small explosion eventually passed, but the ground continued to shake vigorously. Eventually, it stopped. The noises that emo mated from within had drowned out and silenced, the cracks in the wall stopped growing, and the dust clouds that formed during the situation began to die down. Marco was hesitant to release his grip from Star, his breath shaking and eyes tightly shut in pain. His back stung like nothing else, small trails of blood streaking down his back and staining his clothing. He leaned slightly, trying to move himself away, but only succeeded in falling onto his side. Marco felt weak, his muscles were stiff and he couldn't tense without some kind of painful reaction, so he did what everyone else would do in that situation, and passed out.
Star had her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her fists in front of her face, she was crouched against the ground and fearing certain death. She didn't feel dead though, she only felt the air around her, brim med with dust and dirt. She heard a ringing tone in her ears, loud and buzzing, like a really, really annoying alarm clock. She knew the noise would fade, but she couldn't hear anything other than that for the time being. Star blinked her eyes open, her bright blue orbs visible once more. All around her she saw dust and rubble, everything seemed intact, but some bits and pieces could definitely use a quick refurbish afterwards. She brought her hands down slowly, and used them to help herself stand up. Beneath her feet, Star heard the crunch of glass against her boots. The ringing noise was beginning to wear away.
"It must have been an earthquake... " she thought aloud. "What do you think Marco?"
She turned to her right, and didn't see anyone next to her. She did the same, only to the left and still didn't get a result. She spun around on her heels, looking past the dust to try and spot her bestie, but to no result. A small groan of pain sounded over next to her. Star looked down and saw Marco, unconscious in the floor, shards of dirty glass in his back and sweat sliding down his face. Star immediately dropped to her knees (being wary of the glass) and looked over Marco with a panicked face. "Marco?! Marco!" she yelled, but to no avail, for her voice had reached dull ears. She sat there in panic, her hands covering her mouth so she didn't scream. Her eyes were beginning to well but she refused to let tears fall. Star swallowed the lump in her throat, taking a shaken breath immediately after. She brought her hand over to Marco and reached over to his back, fingers gripping one of the larger shards that were protruding out of the hoodie. Marco's body immediately flinched, his face twisting into a pained wince, she could only imagine what he felt at that moment.
She sucked in a deep breath through her nose and calmed herself as best she could. "Okay... I'm going to need to get you help. The hospitals just across town and I'm sure they could help out."
Positive thinking was Star's only option at this point, but she wasn't wrong. About a mile away was a medical clinic she could take him to and at least treat his wounds. The problem was, she didn't know how to get him there. He was far too heavy to carry, and even if he wasn't, the shades piercing him would surely keep them from reaching their end goal. Traversal was the only thing keeping Star from helping Marco at that moment, it didn't seem to be an easy solution either. She didn't want to use her wand out of fear of what it might do to him. It wouldn't be the first time she had nearly killed him from just trying to help with magic.
A crumbling noise came from behind, quite faint but not easily missed. At first Star thought it to be the debris from the nurses office slowly collapsing to the ground, that is, until it spoke.
"S-Star..."
The voice was feminine, rasped, dry, most likely from the huge cloud of dust. Star received familiarity from it, nearly being able to connect the dots without even needing to turn and look. Eventually she did though, spotting Sabrina coughing her way towards her, a trail of blood coming from her head and her arm held tightly with her opposite hand. She didn't look to be in pain, but she would need to check out that arm later. Star stood up from her kneeling position and quickly walked over to Sabrina, using her wand to place a shield against Marco invade of any further quakes. Once the two came close enough, they slowed down and met face to face.
Star nearly immediately started scouting Sabrina for wounds, to which Sabrina was far too weak to stop. "Are you okay Sabrina!? Nothing vital got damaged? For Mewni, if I have to take two people to the hospital today, I swear I'll-"
A hand was thrown over Stars mouth mid-rant. She was caught off guard by this and looked at Sabrina in confusion, a fearful expression in her eyes through serious panting (or was it hyper-ventilation?). Her pupils were like dots and eyes wide, sweat sliding down along side the trail of dried blood in her forehead. "Star, we-" Her cough was heavy, almost unsettlingly so. "We need t- *Cough* to get out of here!"
Star was even more confused now, "What do you mean? What's wrong?" she asked, grabbing Sabrina a shoulders firmly, being careful not to hurt her. The only response Star got was Sabrina taking her hand of her arm, revealing a large gash that streaked in a diagonal line across her fore-arm. There wasn't much blood, but it definitely required medical attention. Star covered her mouth with her hands at the sight, she had seen worse, but it still have her a chill up her spine. "H-How did you g-get that cut?". Her voice was shaky, maybe she didn't want to know what gave her that gash.
Sabrina just sucked in a quick and hard breath, as if she were about to break into tears, She raised the hand on her non injured arm and pointed in a painfully slow manner towards the nurses office. Star looked where she was pointing and noticed the door to the building was slightly ajar. She squinted her eyes and looked into the darkened office to see next to nothing. Then something moved in the shadows, it was quick, gone in the blink of an eye, but Star couldn't deny that she had seen it. She stepped back slightly in fear, her heart imprints changing shape to that of an eclipse.
"Wha... What was that?"
Star swallowed, the lump in her throat coming back once more and her muscles tensing extremely tight. Sabrina let loose with her tears, letting them stream down her face with her gasps for air.
"That's..."
She started sobbing harder, eyes puffing up and burning red as she released her sadness. Star watched the door for any more movement, catching what seemed to be a tentacle like appendage slipping out of the crack, dark in colour and threating to say the least.
"The nurse..." Sabrina finished.
Star felt her eyes go wide, mouth sealing itself shut as she continue to back away. More tentacles slipped out from behind the door, slowly creeping themselves out of the crumbling building. Star tried to remain as quiet as she possibly could, trying her hardest to not alert the beast of her presence and try to slip by without any casualties. "Sabrina!" she whisper shouted. "Get behind me, we got to go grab Marco and get out of here!"
The cheerleader looked at Star through her crying eyes and nodded in agreement, doing her best to silence her gasps for breath. She began to tip-toe her way over to Star with prejudice, doing her best to keep it quiet. The monster let out a low growl from behind them, like a predator that had just found its next meal. Sabrina let out a high pitched yelp at the sound, though it was muffled through her closed lips. She continued to make her way over to Star, who was gesturing for her to keep coming as she herself stepped further and further away. She was almost there, about two or three feet from reaching Star, and then it all went to shit. Sabrina list her footing on a loose rock, falling over forwards and creating a loud crunching noise from beneath her with the shattered glass lying around.
Star's pupils shrank to pin-points, her teeth clenching extremely hard in her mouth. Sabrina's grunt from the fall didn't help either, because that was what seemed to actually catch the attention of the "nurse".
Silence drew out, no one moved. The behemoth had halted it's decent out the door at the sound of Sabrina's fall. Nothing happened for a period of several moments, the sound of a butterfly a wing eat could be heard from a mile aww may if you listened hard enough. Still no movement, Star didn't dare bring herself to make any noise at all, her breathing becoming softer than anything previously seen. Sabrina followed suit, keeping still so not to grind the glass against the tiles floor and even going as far to hold her breath at points for the extra silence. In Star's head, the only thought was to stay calm and collected. She knew she'd make it out of this, if she waited it out, then the demon behind the door would eventually go away, it was just a matter of time and patience...
RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG!
Almost as quickly as the thoughts of calm and collected were put there, they banished into thin air as the school bell burst to life. Giving the monster it's signal to thrust itself at the two girls at extreme speed.