Changes are also beginnings

A/N: So, my computer has blew up, literally, long story, and I've been typing away at my phone on the Drive app, and uploading them at the public library… someone get me a life :P Anyway, enjoy

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with SVTFOE

3rd Person PoV

2 weeks after Star and Marco went dimension hopping and discovered Draksus, freed Hugo from there and became a couple were a whirlwind of activity. First off, Mrs. Diaz took the sword away, wrapped it in a few dozen blankets and clothes, saying that it was 'giving off a bad vibe'. Not that he minded, apart from the longing that he found himself feeling for the sword, it sort of gave him the creeps too.

Hugo was slowly healing, after a few days he's managed to keep the food he was given down, with only a slight case of indigestion, and the days after were spent weaning him into more heavier and richer foods, as well as slight physical therapy. He has nightmares, sometimes the occupants of the household waking up to his whimpers and screams, but he calms down for the most part, and in the mornings he claims that he doesn't remember them.

Star said that she was ready to make him another room, but Marco said that we already thrusted the poor boy into an unknown place, best not to place him in another one.

But the highlight of this recap, was Star and Marcos growing relationship.

Immediately after waking up, and the euphoria of not dying on a foreign planet wore off, he began to get pretty freaked out. To the point where when he pointed it out to Star, and he brushed it off, he began to overthink things which got on Stars nerves. But she calmed him with a few makeout sessions.

And that's where we find out two young hero's today. Both in Stars bedroom on a saturday afternoon, Marco's parents being out for the day to run some errands. Since they got back they have been trying to not fling themselves into the newly formed relationship too quickly, but both failing with flying colors. They were on Star's bed, Marco on his back propped up by his elbow, he other arm around Stars waist, Star, on the other hand, was slightly on top of Marco, on arm draped around the boy's shoulder, the other running up and down over his chest, his hoodie long forgotten on the floor.

The point of this session, both thinking in the back of their subconscious, was to find a dynamic between these two, to see where they stand in the relationship, who's the more dominate one(Star), where to put what hands where, who to be more adventurous in these sessions(Again, Star), and to see how far the other would go. So far, neither of them has decided to go farther than second base, though the more dominate one prodding the more submissive one ever now and again…. Meaning Star, of course.

And on the other side of town, near Main St and Riverside, 3 young "wards of the state" has just moved in.

Michael PoV

"So, tell me again why we have to do this?" Felix asked. "I mean, couldn't we just, I dunno, keep our ages and get jobs as teachers or something?" Felix was a 17 year old looking kid. 6"2, built like a linebacker, redhead, with some dark streaks that look like purple and sunglasses. He also has this peculiar curvy scar going down the right side of his face, curving down through his eyebrow and ending somewhere under his shades.

"Because Felix," I said, "the age change was necessary, and because no one at the school was hiring." We were currently inside the living room of our newly acquired house, a 2 story simple setting. 4 bedrooms, two baths, a massive kitchen and living room, we were lucky to get it at such a good deal, but money would have been no objection to us.

Right now we were currently looking at this mirror that we set up over the fireplace mantle. I have, once again, reverted to my favorited 15 year old self. 5"6, though since I've been more active, that might change, a skinny frame that's starting to be sculpted by lean muscle, black curly hair, brown eyes, and a light brown complexion. I look better now than I did when I was actually this age… now isn't that depressing?

"Why did you take on a kids form anyway?" Felix asked.

"Because from age 15-25, I was just beginning. My prime was when I was in my late 30's, all the way till I was 60. Then I kind of held a steady stream of power until I would have died at 127. I like age 15, because it's still a good cover."

"Wow, really?" I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not, but, I don't really care at this point. He knows that I was made immortal at 21…. Or was it 22, it's hard to keep track sometimes.

"That's what the greek fates told me. Anyway, Ryan!" I called. He comes down the steps in a rush and says, "I picked out my room, the one at the end of the hallway, with the nice view of the… uh, neighbors."

I also made him a 15 year old. standing at 5"10, he has stringy brown hair, that sometimes looks dirty blond, an athletic build, blue eyes and a voice that seems to get deeper everytime he talks. Puberty huh? Forgot how fun it was.

"That wouldn't be the same neighbors with that skater chick with the really good looking jean shorts, would it?" Felix asks, and from the scrunching of his eyebrows, he's narrowing his eyes behind his shades.

"Um... yeah, what about it?" Ryan said.

Just when Felix was about open his mouth and say something, I interrupted and said, "Doesn't matter, what does matter is this." Walking to the middle of the living room I tap one of the only pieces of furniture we have. What looks like a regular circular coffee table, is actually a scrying table.

Touching the dark marble surface, it ripples like water and then was replaced with an image of what looks like a swirling black cloud.

"This," I continue, "is what I saw in my dream." The image then plays like a video. It shows the image zooming away from the cloud until a swirling galaxy is shown slowly revolving in space. Then tendrils of darkness started to spread from an arm of the galaxy's spiral, consuming the system, swallowing up stars whole until the galaxy was one big mass of inky darkness. Then it jumped out, bulging the screen of the scrying table.

Felix and Ryan jumped back with a shout. "This is my dream, he's coming."

A/N: Seriously, get me a life… and also, review and what not.