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Chapter 30
Darcy : Mewman in Disguise
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Month 10 Darcy : A 1000 Ways to Eat
"Welcome back, Hekapoo~"
"..."
"No need to be so coy~!"
"…"
Hekapoo glared at her captor, she was as smug as she was pretty, swathed various cloths stitched together along with pieces of leather to reinforce it, a cloak on her shoulder yet unfurled to be draped upon it.
She'd been her captive for days now…maybe weeks and it started off extremely bad with her being undressed and caressed in ways that boiled her blood. It didn't help that her captor did so with a lover's care, exceedingly gentle and even asking if she was alright when her scissors snip-snip at the fabric.
Hekapoo had never been held hostage long enough to be mistreated, usually she would break free in no time and bash their brains in. But somehow she couldn't even muster up the strength to repel the wandering hands, there was a strange lantern above her but she didn't glance to it. Who knows what her captor would do with it.
She sat next to her, her hand running down her bare shoulder before squeezing her plump rump,
"I've heard stories of you Hekapoo…songs and tales from bards…stories from mercenaries…books written of your exploits! But nay, they don't even come close…and they never say how beautiful you are~ just like the prettiest rose has the sharpest thorns! Ooh, you do not know how many adoring fan boys worship the ground you walk on!"
"Ah," she pulled out a book from behind her back and flip through some pages,
"Oh, the things I heard about you too in less flattering light~
Hekapoo has the fattest ass this side of Mewni, Hekapoo exxxtra thick, I want Hekapoo to squeeze me between her thighs, thicker than a bowl of oatmeal and then some very convincing ahegao faces of you…wow is that how Eclipsa looks like? [Pause] I'd do her."
Hekapoo tried to crane her head enough to look at the book but she snapped the book close and spun; Hekapoo felt her personal space invaded, as she practically was nose-to-nose with her.
"But enough about you~ let's talk about someone we both are dying to meet!" her annoying singsong and so fuckin' fake…
"MaRcO."
The mere name was said in such a loathsome tone, Hekapoo didn't blink at the word but somehow, someway she got what she wanted from looking into Hekapoo's eyes.
"You know him. No point lying. Half the smut I read have you ride him like a bicycle."
Her hand grabbed a thorn-weaved green apple acting as a gag piece and pried it loose, Hekapoo roared in pain, her lip cut and bleeding.
"Talk."
"FUCK YOU."
"Why don't I fuck you instead~?"
Hekapoo felt her gut drop as her captor sexily drew herself up, there was a bulge between her legs, there wasn't one be—
"Tell me about Marco."
"Drop dead—MMMRGPHHHH!?"
In one swift motion, her captor grabbed two of her fingers and snapped it apart like a wishbone before sealing her scream with her own mouth. Eyes rolling back and a red hue splattered all over her face as she positively ate Hekapoo's scream, Hekapoo managed to flail enough to send her sprawling on the ground as she felt her fingers twitch in agony.
"WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK!"
"Mhmmm~ your screams are delicious, can I get another?" she crawled and Hekapoo's rune-etched-chains rattled as she tried to pull away.
Fear.
This had never happened before.
Being captive to a—a sicko.
She smirked seeing the fear.
She licked her lips, smearing it red.
Everything about her screamed something unnatural no matter how Mewman she looked.
"Now talk. The more you do, the less pain you feel~"
The pain inflicted on Hekapoo instead of making her happy to oblige to stay away from more torture brought her clarity instead…whoever this person was…wanted information on Marco. And whatever she wanted to know would be cataclysmic for the Dark Knight if she talked, she had no allegiance to him…but if he gave her pause then maybe…
"Hmph, all you need to know about Marco is he will fillet you, there hasn't been anyone he hasn't beaten." Hekapoo hissed, focusing on her hate instead of her pain.
"Oh gosh you sound like every Mewman and Monster I have interrogated! Hailing Marco as if he is some—"
"Oh, but he is. And when you find him—you're dead." Hekapoo's eyes shined at the words, truly believing it.
Defiance.
Her captor smiled, eerily wide and knelt down to her, "Oh, darling, if you're going to wank off Marco's power level that much…then I'm in need of a serious upgrade, right? Did you know each of the Big Eight Kingdoms have some sort of coveted bloodline limit or something-other term. The Butterfly has Magick, Jaggy Mountain have Thick Skin…Spiderbite has Poison Immunity, which is why they are rarely killed by spider bites." She trailed off, Hekapoo narrowed her eyes, unsure and uncaring about the little essay she was spouting.
"Care to guess how many I have coveted?"
"…OH. SHIT. WHAT ARE YOU."
"I don't know what I am, but I am Darcy. I am Nefon. And I will not be stopped. Not by you or anyone. Now, if you excuse me, I have a date with some princesses and princelings~"
"The Magic High Commission will stop you! Moon will stop you! No one will take this lying down!"
Darcy laughed, "Oh, Hekapoo~! They've been for months now! And besides—it would be no fun if no one will." She spun away after she wagged her broken horn at her, disappearing into the darkness.
"Do your worse, Mewni~
And I will do mine."
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"Prince Craven. How is your conquest?"
"Lonely, m'lady."
Darcy patted the prince's shoulder as the two stared off from the balcony, Craven got the revenge he wanted but he could never replace the family nor the time stolen from him. And the thought sadden him,
"…how do you push on, Lady Darcy? Knowing sooner or later someone will come and end your because you aren't part of the 'norm'."
"Hmmm, I don't know," Darcy saw the look, she giggled, "Okay, I intend to make this period of Mewni sooo bad that no Mewman or Monster will ever forget it, it will be forever be a scar that will fester in the heart of Mewni till the end of days. Better to live in infamy than forgotten, yeah?"
"…I suppose that is ONE way to see it."
"Oh, Craven, I'm sorry. I was never really taught to be, er, you know—compassionate without being fake…or wanting something in return."
[Silence]
"Can I preform the mating press on you."
"…I don't mind, but I don't know how this is gonna work. I mean you're gonna be poking me while I'm poking you."
"…"
Lizard walked in as Darcy and Craven were mounting each other.
Wisely he walked back out.
.
"You need Richard Pigeon?"
"Yes, I need to augment myself for my fight against Marco. He is the secret weapon of Mewni, I have Spiderbite, Butterfly and Jaggy Mountain under my thrall, oh and the Lucitor's armor and weapons. But I want to be prepared, with how everyone has been jacking off Marco, I'm pretty sure some of it has to be true."
"Pigeon has extraordinary vision to my distaste. Johansen has Super Mewman Strength. Pony Head have their unicorn magick and lastly Waterfolk Mewmans has gills."
Darcy and Craven walked into the dungeon, Richard looked positively revolting like a half plucked chicken covered in his excrement. His parents fared no better.
"What do you want, monsters."
"…I want your foot."
"My what—AAAAAAHHHH!"
Like a viper, Darcy caught Richard and yanked on his foot, he flapped futilely as Darcy winked at him, a wide smile of razor sharp teeth revealed itself.
Craven frowned when the King and Queen cooed from their cell forcing her to stop, Darcy dropped Richard and looked at their cell,
"I was having a meal."
Cooing.
Darcy frowned when instead the King put out his own leg through the bars.
Compassion of a parent. It was lost to her.
She shrugged and bit off his leg.
Crunching it with gusto.
"FATHER!"
"Heh, taste like chicken~!" Darcy said in an afterthought before she spat the bony parts into Richard's cell, walking away with Craven on her shoulder.
"Dinner is served."
"You'll pay for this, you harpy!"
Richard flung every curse and slander he knew only stopping when he was finally alone, hearing his mother's whimpers as his father bled out mere feet away from him…
"Craven, I'm going shopping."
"I see. I'll fortify my position. How about the blockade?"
"Unwise to keep it up any longer, keep a garrison there but pull back the bulk."
"If it's open then the Butterfly and Johansen will come crashing north, everything you have done will be for naught."
"We've exhausted our troops—the Pigeons, our mercenaries and Lizard especially. The Forest of Certain Death is teeming with refugees, hungry refugees; a couple well place provocations and they'll migrate all over Mewni. No kingdom can ignore such masses! And the closest are…"
"Jaggy Mountain, the Johansen and Butterfly. Ah, the ones relatively unscathed from your doing."
Darcy grinned, "Communications is still down, so they won't be mobilizing any time soon. Besides, things have grown complacent: gotta give them something to look forward to~"
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"Mom, please we need to get Marco back on Mewni."
"MOM!"
"…until we know the situation, I will NOT bring Marco here."
Star stared at her mother.
Moon sighed, she rubbed her shoulder feeling the necrotizing bite from her assailant days prior. And to make matters worse, Hekapoo had been captured after receiving a distressing call from Prince Tom Lucitor and his equally beaten up parents.
River gave his daughter a reprimanding look, something he hardly ever done as he tended to Moon, this was the first genuine contact they had in months.
"Starship." River started but abruptly stopped when Moon spoke up too.
"Listen, Star, I know it's difficult—"
"MOM, MY BESTIE NEARLY DIED! TOM GOT ATTACKED BY THAT—THAT FIEND! AND I CAN'T EVEN SEE EITHER OF THEM! EVEN HEKAPOO IS MISSING! IS THIS NOT A TIME TO—!?"
"AND THAT IS EXACTLY MY POINT STAR!" Moon thundered, she stood up even as her face paled, River tried to get her seated but she slapped his hands away as she marched onto Star.
"WHATEVER THAT 'FIEND' IS, WE CANNOT JUST MEET IT HEAD-ON! IT MIGHT HOSTAGE HEKAPOO! WE MIGHT ENRAGE IT AND WITH THE LUCITOR'S HELL CRUSADER ARMOR, OUR MAGICKS WOULD PROVE MORE ANNOYANCE THAN THREAT! UNDERSTAND STAR, THAT I AM NOT TAKING THIS ISSUE LIGHTLY NOR AM I GOING TO COMMIT MORE LIVES TO THE TALLY OF THOSE ALREADY LOST TO WAR, FAMINE AND DISEASE RAMPAGING THROUGH MEWNI! HEKAPOO CAN NOT BE REPLACED, BUT IF THERE IS A CHANCE SHE'S AT THE MERCY OF THAT 'FIEND' WE SHOULDN'T ACT RASHLY AND ENDANGER HER LIFE! AND WHAT MORE THE LIVES OF OUR PEOPLE AND SUBJECTS, YOU SAW HOW EASILY SHE BROKE INTO THE CASTLEGROUNDS! I DO NOT WANT A REPEAT OF WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE AND THIS RAID."
Star felt any more argument dried as River quickly pulled Moon back to her throne as she painfully sip from her goblet, looking even more in pain.
"…I'm sorry Mom, I—" "It's fine, Star…I don't expect you to understand the magnitude Mewni is currently in…what my life was, my upbringing I didn't want it for you too so I guess I would be at fault as well…" "…is there anything I can do?"
Moon blinked and sat up, "…finding Nefon would be a high priority but she left for a lead and you're not going out looking for her with…all this…" Moon mumbled and stopped to catch her breath.
"Moon-pie, why don't you get some rest, you've been working since dawn."
"…okay." River was surprised at the lack of resistance as he carried the pale Moon back to her bed chambers.
Star watched as her workaholic mother be taken away like a newborn kitten.
"Star don't leave the castle. And do not contact Marco."
"…she has enough strength to still say that."
"Listen to your mother, Star."
"…ugh."
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Star sat in her room, trying her hardest not to have a mental breakdown of the events that were transpiring. Her dark dream coming true…
Cloud Kingdom falling out of the sky…
Lucitor Castle nearly destroyed…
Hekapoo missing…
The Fiend…that Mewman would be the death of her parents, friends and…her.
Everything…was slowly coming true…
Star furiously shook her head and tried to calm down, remembering that the dream has yet come to pass: Johansen Clan still stood, Omni and Rhombulus were still alive, and there was still a chance! Marco dropped his Ward, they could call him to help! Even if it meant begging on their knees, he would…wouldn't he?
Star couldn't help but tremble at the sicken thoughts worming into her head, it had been so lonely this past months…Pony Head Princess, she had to be alright…Tom was nursing his injuries with his fight with the Fiend…she hesitated to talk to any of her friends on Earth, Janna was very curt with her she didn't even want to try talking to Jackie for obvious reasons…Kelly had been distant with her, for some time now she was just getting static on her phone and mirror.
The entire situation felt wrong.
She wouldn't stay sheltered…she would have defied her mother and rush out there looking for the Fiend!
…but she didn't.
Star didn't want to admit it…but seeing her mother mauled by it…her father's axe did nothing to slow it down…finding out Tom and Hekapoo couldn't bring it down…it made an abject fear she pushed in the back of her mind that much more real than some dream that struck her true.
To add to it…that Mewman, regardless of being a criminal and in cahoots with the Fiend…
She killed him.
Blasted a charred hole clean through the Mewman, the look of shock and horror…it reminded her of Marco when she had struck him down. And that shut her down leaving her mother open to assault.
"Why did I freeze up? This isn't me…" Star looked at her vanity mirror…
Aside from her dejected aura and eye bags, she looked radiant, her fair skin aglow and her golden sun kiss hair draping her face, her cheekmarks looking vivid as ever, her eyes a warm blue if not for the dread she felt dimming it.
In all regards, she looked every bit of a princess of Mewni
but that felt so miniscule now that the entire dimension was going through an upheaval.
She felt useless when no kingdom on Mewni could pinpoint the culprit, not even Omni from her eavesdropping could decipher what was going on…
"Queen Moon, I am telling you it is Marco…and not Marco! A Mewman…a hoodlum…a queen…a princess…a handful of monsters…Mewmans, there are far too many to scry! It's as if they are working together at the same time and sifting through all that information would drive anyone insane! All I can say is that the culprit is on Mewni…that is for certain. Who are involved is…concerning. Marco already makes it bad but Mewman royalty? Mewmans? Monsters? Working together? It just seems…outlandish…blasphemy even.
And to top it off: it seems the dimension is being distorted."
"That is troubling—wait what's causing it? Is it the Fritz again?"
"I don't know…but I can't Scry and investigate the phenomenon at the same time."
"…okay, prioritize your Scrying…the phenomenon last time was connected to the Wand…I'll keep an eye out on Star."
"As you wish, Queen Moon."
*Knocking
"Excuse me, Princess Star?"
"Ah, yes, come in." the Princess was pushed out of her musing.
Star straightens up as Higgs the Squire walked in, she was bandaged up from the raid that the kingdom had suffered recently. After that ordeal with Marco, Higgs steered clear of the princess, only speaking to her only when absolutely necessary.
Which was right now.
"Yes, Higgs, how can I help you?"
"…have you contacted Marco?"
"…I have not." Star started, Higgs sighed in relief, "But I will."
The squire looked at her in alarm.
"What?! No!"
"Wh-why not?!"
Higgs look gestured to herself,
"Well for one, I lost his sword!"
"MARCO DOESN'T HAVE THE TRAITOR'S SWORD ANYMORE!?"
"WHAT?! NO! I lost his other sword! The one he left to me!"
Star blinked in confusion, "Why did he leave it to you? Wait—why is that a problem?"
"Because whoever stole it from me is probably running all over Mewni using it! Casting fire and ice in reckless abandon!...and he's going to be really upset with me." She said in an afterthought.
"…when did it get stolen?"
"…during the raid, the bastard that came from the castle. I intercepted her but she got away…"
"…oh Mewni…" Star started to piece together that the Lucitors got attacked almost immediately after her own, the raid was probably trying to lure out Higgs to steal the sword…
"What did the Mewman look like Higgs! What did—!"
"Female Mewman, dark hair, dark eyes, she was fairly tall and built. I don't know why she attacked, but when I fought her…and boasted about Marco she became like some sort of fiend—nearly killed me but she just stole the sword and fled." Higgs listed off quickly.
Nothing.
We know nothing of her motives…
"Did you tell anyone about the sword? Boasted about it?" she added the end with some edge.
Higgs's eyes flashed with anger but it faded, "No. Only Sir Lavabo knows about it."
Star sighed, rubbing her temples, weighing whether or not she would break her promise with her mother,
"If we call Marco…will he even bother coming back here to Mewni? I mean he exiled himself…"
"I'm sure once he finds out how bad things are…he'll come back to help…I mean he has to come back…right?"
"…I don't know about that."
"…I'm here." Star whispered to herself, but Higgs caught it anyways.
"…I don't know if that's enough anymore."
Star felt tears slide down her cheeks before she heard something that made her heart flutter.
Flapping.
A lot of it.
Higgs pointed to the window and Star saw patchworks of the sky amid the darkening of hundreds of Pigeons.
Flying past them?
Star and Higgs raced out to the terrace and watched as the Pigeons left their usual garrison and flocked back to their kingdom. The sight was hearting to see as they had heckled Butterfly and Johansen Clan for months.
Star sighed in relief.
Higgs stared at the sight, feeling instead of relief. Dread.
She glanced down to see the citizens sharing Star's sentiment. Some applauding.
Then something caught her eye: a red hoodie.
Higgs left Star and raced down the castle, following the hood as it turned and stalked away, she followed through some alleyways before she found herself at a dead-end.
"Damnit!"
"Why are you following me."
Higgs paused and slowly turned around to see the same red hood looking at her, face obscured by a rag tied across his lower face, "What's with the hood." "…" "Okay, fine. I just want to know why aren't you all smiling like the rest of the Mewmans." "…this doesn't bode well, just a gut feeling."
Higgs gestured at the get up, "And why are you dressed like Marco?"
"What's it to you."
"I'm Higgs. I'm his rival squire—almost knight, ah, yeah." She said quickly.
"…hmph, never heard of you."
He turned around but Higgs quickly spoke up, "Where are you going?" "…nowhere." "Liar. No Mewman in their right mind would dress like Marco!" "…you're right. Goodbye."
Higgs watched the hood leave, before she raised her voice,
"...you know, whoever attacked the castle, they took Marco's sword."
Immediate stop.
The hood spun to her and march forward, she backed up as his eyes were bright with shock and panic, "WHAT!? HOW? …how would you know?" "Take me where you're going and I'll tell you." "…I don't think so. I'm calling your bluff." "Well, wherever you're going or whoever you're meeting tell them that."
Higgs saw the hood nod slightly and readily left, she didn't bother following, she had so much to make up for whenever Marco came back to Mewni. And whoever that hood was…they must still think highly of Marco, just like some Mewmans did.
Higgs walked back to the castle, her thoughts dreading to what's to come…
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"Raymond, where have you been?"
"Sorry, I was gathering information. I met this girl…" the reply only made Bell groan.
The Knight of the Hood Mewman member threw back his hood and looked at the assignment on his desk, "Are we…really qualified to do this?" "You heard Commander Tad, before we were just helping paste and put together books, advertise and deliver them to clients now he wants our input." "But we're not authors! We're knights! I know how to use a battle axe—not this delicate pen!"
"If you got time to yap, then you got time to brainstorm! I got 10 of you and none of you put out any good ideas! How is that possible!?" Tad roared chucking a soda can, hitting a KotH member and he fell down dazed.
"Commander Tad, that was your 6th MewniBull." "ANOTHER ONE."
Raymond sighed and scribbled on the parchment, whoever was Nefon it was clear she was dangerous and they couldn't just tell the authorities without proof.
Or worse…
She would be waiting for them.
Still they couldn't ignore orders nor the people of Mewni.
5 Mewmans.
5 Monsters.
Perfectly equal and it would ease the clients when their kind delivered orders discreetly.
While Tad made sappy and somewhat shallow romcom as his day job…
His true money maker was the deviant trash novels he wrote. Of course, when the Knights of the Hood found out they hunted him down in outrage, to think Marco would be some, some—unstoppable love machine! The trail led them to an outskirt forest dwelling but to their surprise Tad didn't beg nor deny such a thing he had done, contrary he used his lemony novels to get precious information from tight lipped sources even favors such as safe havens and resources.
The Knights of the Hood were mere moments from shaving Tad when he solemnly stated it was for Marco's benefit. Sure he took his cut from the profits, but if Marco ever needed an ally on Mewni, he would help him, after all he was his best friend.
The KotH joined forces with Tad and together they began to work in fervor and when Nefon came on their radar they knew something bad was happening so they began to write fics that they weren't exactly comfortable with but some sources had…peculiar tastes. And they needed all the information and coin they could get if they wanted to be useful to Mewni and Marco's eventual return.
But as the weeks passed…
And the threat of Nefon grew…
They did what they could to stop raids from both Mewman and Monster with little success.
They'd stop one but miss the other five.
They weren't slowing down Mewni's descent into chaos…
Raymond looked up wistfully at the ceiling hoping for the answers…
"Damnit where's the draft on 'Brokeback Mewni'!" Nickel yelled.
"Hand me 'An Old Flame'!" Alec Ro asked over to Mizar.
"Proofread 'About Last Knight' again!" Elma threw a folder at Nathalie who ducked.
Raymond quietly closed his eyes.
He could hear Leo and Elf arguing.
Astoria trying to stop Tad from chugging more MewniBull.
From a knight errant…to smut writer.
Month 11 Darcy : the Mewman Wars
"Queen Spiderbite, I think armistice is in order…" King Ponyhead sighed heavily; she too felt the same sentiment, for long agonizing weeks the four kingdoms battled it out. Despite Kelpbottom and Jaggy Mountain superior numbers and supply, they were thinned down by interference making the battle more or less equal bloodshed.
"…this entire ordeal has been a folly."
"…agreed." Queen Spiderbite said quietly, she had not seen Darcy for weeks but that was a small mercy with all she had inflicted. She dreaded the day she showed up again…
"Do you think they will be amicable to a truce?" "They don't want to commit anymore lives than we have…we lost a great deal of our standing forces and we are starving, I'm sure they aren't but they have more spears than hands to use them."
King Pony Head nodded, his reaction might have been ill advised but no king should take their kingdom being nearly obliterated sitting down. And he wasn't going to be the first. But seeing the carnage wrought, well, may be they let the farce stand too long, it was one thing to flex your military it was another when waging war within and out of your kingdom borders out of sheer pride.
The death toll was staggering.
From disappearing scouting parties to lone guards, the numbers slowly reached sickening digits. Skirmishes erupted into prolonged battles, battle lines were redrawn across the map, ambushes and hit & runs were prevalent just as sieges by sea and air, long range artillery changed the landscape horrifically.
There were times each kingdom thought they were on the brink of a rout.
A Waterfolk armada pounding Spiderbite's seawall.
Pony Head Knightmares cutting Jaggy Mountain supply trains and stealing them to boot.
Waterfolk shaking Cloud Kingdom with bubble cannons.
Spiderbite praying their spider-netting defense withstand Jaggy Mountain bombardment.
Jaggy Mountain fighting off starving raiding parties from Spiderbite, desperate to eat.
The Civil War was terrible.
Old and young died alongside their countrymen as the war continued to escalate.
King Pony Head desperately tried to get in contact with the other kingdoms but it was futile.
The four kingdoms tore at each other until they were too bloody to even continue it on, their citizens on the verge of a revolt and their military dried out to even stop them. They had ran themselves into the ground.
The two royals talked in sad bitter tones a bit more before the doors clanged open: Nefon came striding in, looking travel worn. Queen Spiderbite inwardly cursed…she wanted to broach the topic of the Informant…
"…Nefon."
"Ah…King Pony Head…Queen Spiderbite…perfect…hah hah, water please?" they looked at her before doing the request. Slowly.
After having a draught, Nefon wiped her chin and laid several scrolls on the table,
"I have great news: the Pigeon have pulled back. Communication should be your first priority, ah my agents confirmed—"
"Where have you been, Nefon."
"…I don't understand—what do you mean?"
The Informant looked at them for a moment before nodding,
"Are you all concerned I have been to the other kingdoms during the debacle?"
"I wouldn't call what happen to us a 'debacle', Informant."
"Ah, apologies."
The two listen to her spin her tale of her breaching through the blockade that had formed, her harrowing experiences and the revelation that while the four of them fought the other three kingdoms were in disarray as well.
She put a newspaper clipping of Butterfly and Lucitors recent attacks as well as the Johansen Clans suffering near constant raids. The two glanced at it before looking back to her,
"Answer us: where have you been."
"I just told you—"
"I don't believe you. Nefon the Informant." King Pony Head snorted, he looked at her sharply, "You leave in such a critical time when four kingdoms duked it out from your input. What is more if you had gone to the central why didn't you garner some sort of amassed forces to breach the blockade, surely you have sources and agents to do such a thing."
Nefon rocked her heels for a moment, "I could have…if not for the kingdoms unable to spare some brave souls…scared villagers and townspeople wouldn't give them either whether Monster or Mewman…and while you four bickered, Mewni kept turning. They have their own problems. So forgive me I couldn't pull youngsters from their scared parents and marshal a group of tryhards to save you four from yourselves."
The two royals narrowed their eyes at the tone the Informant had taken.
Clearly, Nefon thought very little of the Civil War that took place.
And it was showing blatantly in the public…the Queen sought to use it but quickly withdrew the thought, realizing every time she scored a 'victory' it would backfire. She spoke carefully, choosing her words,
"You said you reached the central and spoke to the royals there, I find it hard to believe they would not be more forthcoming when four of the eight kingdoms are waging war with each other. Do you have any letters or documents for us? Surely they are worried."
"Or aghast. I know Queen Moon would be." King Pony Head added.
Nefon chewed on her words,
"I do not have letters for any of you. I rushed back when I heard the blockade lifted."
"If it was lifted and your sources told you ahead of time, didn't you give the information to the rest of the kingdom then?"
"There was no time."
King Pony Head rose up and bellowed, "THAT IS UTTER HORSESHIT!"
Nefon shrugged, "I'm an Informant not your errand girl."
"…you are no longer welcome in this kingdom Nefon the Informant." "…as is mine."
Nefon looked at the two.
She snickered.
"WHAT'S SO FUNNY."
"Mmphffmmm~! Oh. Nothing. Nothing at all~" Nefon sneered and swagger out of the room.
"Oh. By the way, Jaggy Mountain and Kelpbottom are rolling up here…something about their kids missing. You might want to check on your own too~"
Without warning Nefon leapt to the side as King Pony Head laser her with his horn, she easily dodged the attack and escaped through the window escaping into the Spiderbite streets below.
The two tried to pinpoint where she had gone but instead they only saw the faces of concerned citizens.
Nefon was nowhere in sight.
"WHERE IS SHE!?"
"NEVERMIND HER!" the queen spun and raced for her daughter's room, the king behind her, she rapidly knocked on the door.
Nothing.
Fumbling for her key, she got it unlocked and was greeted to a messy room.
"Oh no…"
"…it's always this messy—!"
The queen followed some prints on the carpet to an open window. A bit of dress fabric caught on the sill. With scratch marks.
Realization hitting her like a landslide of bricks.
"YOUR DAUGHTER—!"
"DAAAAADDY THIS ASSHOLE TRIED TO PULL A 'TAKEN' ON HOMEGURL, BUT I CARVE THEIR ASS OUT!"
The two spun and saw a half beaten Pony Head Princess looking at them from the doorway, her horn was missing.
"MY BABY!"
"DAAADDY!"
"What—who did this?!"
The queen was ignored as Pony Head Princess retold her story how she was chillin' in her room minding her business when some Mewman broke in and tried to snatch her, but she fought back and instead had her horn broken off and stuffed into a burlap sack. After chewing her way out like a demented goat she rushed to Spiderbite to give everyone the low-down.
"What did this Mewman look like!?"
"He had gills. And frog eyes."
"A MERMEWMAN?!" "Are you sure? That kind of accusation at a time like this…wait."
The two tore themselves from Pony Head Princess when the warning bell went off, the three rushed over to the window seeing a small group of knight from Jaggy Mountain and Kelpbottom marching forward, galloping ahead on warnicorns were the royals of the kingdoms.
The three royals could hear the bluster from the citizens down below at the warning however a flag being raised was one of truce from the incoming royals.
"That's a flag I thought we would be flying."
"…that's not a good sign."
The three went to the gate, the gatekeepers looked nervous but opened it as commanded as Queen Spiderbite, King Pony Head and Princess met the royals with a contingent of guards but the royals didn't seem to take notice. Contrary they looked as if they had the colors beaten out of them. The royals were far enough to not be heard by their own guards.
"…" "…"
"…so, we just gonna stay out here in the hot sun or what?" "Hush! This is unexpected of you to—"
"Your daughter…is alright…" "…why…how…?"
The royals looked grief-stricken, Queen Spiderbite had a sinking feeling and spoke her fears, "Your children were attacked…"
"…worse…they are kidnapped…and if we…we…try to search for them…or reach out to anyone…"
The rest were smothered by cries from their parents.
"I understand your pain, but if you do as—"
"WHAT. JUST LET OUR CHILDREN SUFFER!? YOU CAN SAY THAT BECAUSE YOUR OWN ISN'T IN THEIR CLUTCHES!"
King Pony Head looked at them helplessly, there was no ransom note for Penelope and Pony Head escaped, it seemed Kelpbottom and Jaggy Mountain had been dealt a terrible hand.
"Your flag…you wanted to talk…" "…yes, we want you to help us. Our children will be safe if we march. South."
"WE WILL NOT MARCH ACROSS MEWNI." "YOUR DAUGHTER IS KIDNAPPED!"
Queen Spiderbite looked to the distance, praying Darcy was not there, "Whoever has our children…they won't harm them, they are too important." "You sound too confident of that." Kelpbottom King spat.
"…" Queen Spiderbite grimace ready to blurt out the truth, that it was Nefon that had them
"Look!"
The royals spun and looked at a breathless King Spiderbite rushing towards them on horseback, he wiped his face as sweat pour down it,
"Our daughter…they have her!"
"…"
The Queen was silent at the news, feeling all eyes focus hard on her.
Sweat began to grease her pits and palms.
"Queen Spiderbite…you won't…?"
"Why take her? Why take any of our children? What is there to gain from all this?" Rhetorical.
The Queen closed her eyes painfully unable to find any reason to NOT find her child…to forego marching across Mewni.
Oh how she wished she could just tell the truth…
"Let us march across Mewni…"
"I…I won't take part…"
"Of course you wont…you have no reason to…King Pony Head…"
"Must me nice…"
"…" King Pony Head looked on sadly, his eyes drifting to the distant Butterfly Kingdom.
.
"My parents will find us!"
"And they wont march across Mewni to start more fights!"
Darcy just smiled, ignoring the spiteful slurs.
She did however wipe her chin.
Having taken a bite out of Princess Penelope Spiderbite and Prince Larry Kelpbottom while Jaggs Jaggy Princess huddled in the corner of her cell, remembering her all too well.
"Whether or not they march across Mewni is not really an issue with me; it would be nice if they killed in my name but if they don't it doesn't really matter. Bloodshed is inevitable."
"The entire kingdom of Mewni will hunt you down!" came a shrill yell from Kelpbottom.
"And even the Magic High Commission will join in the hunt!"
Darcy smiled and walked closer to the cells, ah juvenile courage was indeed a blessing and curse: they think they are unbeatable until they get knocked on their asses. Jaggs however knew exactly what she was capable of; staying silent and not challenging her.
Darcy burst out laughing, first it was full of mirth, then it went on. Getting louder. And more gruff. Deeper and…inMewman. The royals suddenly aware of it started to back away as Darcy drew closer, changing her face to the Spiderbite Queen.
They gaped.
Then she changed into Moon Butterfly.
Into some nameless Mewman boy. Mewman girl.
Some Monster traits.
More Monster in the mix.
A Monster male. Female.
"…how can they find me…if they don't know who to look for~?" Darcy giggled.
She changed into her captives, watching their faces drain out of color at the sight.
"Your parents. Your kingdoms. Have been looking for me whilst I pranced across your lands, they even invited me into your homes and halls!"
"LAIR!" "WE WOULD NEVER—!?"
Darcy changed into Nefon.
And smiled warmly at them, curtsey before them all.
Shifting into servants of their respective homes before settling back into Nefon.
"YoU dId. AnD yOu LoVeD mE. pRaIsEd Me. BeGgEd Me. I aM yOuR iLl-CoCeIvEd HoPe."
"…No…no…NO! That can't me!" "OH MEWNI…" "…you…you were my mother's aid…you slept down the hall from me…you…you were my mother! You touched me! Kissed my cheek! Gave me advice! You—you!"
Nefon smiled, "I was a better mother to you than the Queen, wasn't I~? Did you love your mother more because of me? Oh, don't be shy! Just admit it: you couldn't even tell I was an imposter. Oh, those sweet words you said to me! Oh…she'll never hear it, won't she? Those words, those moments, those memories ARE MINE. THEY WILL BE ALWAYS MINE BECAUSE NOW I'VE SULLIED AND STAINED YOUR LOVE FOR YOUR MOTHER. Oh, you could make new memories, better ones…but you will always do it with the intention of burying the ones you made with ME."
Penelope Spiderbite began to hyperventilate, her eyes bulged at the revelation she spent time, and enjoyed, with a psychopath.
She just collapsed on the floor.
Unable to grow any paler.
Nefon grinned before looking at the other two: spirits yet broken.
Willing her latent powers her face morphed horrifically as she used every Mewman and every Monster DNA she stole and brought it bubbling to the surface.
The two royals watched as a pretty Mewman lady turned into a thousand-face monstrosity like an irradiated mutant born from an equally irradiated parents. The royals shut their eyes at the visage, praying and warding at her, Darcy spoke and a thousand voices echoed,
"The Magic High Commission wouldn't dare look for you either. Not when I have one of them already~"
The royals peeked through their fingers and saw a yellow-orange tipped horn wagged at them.
"NO ONE IS COMING FOR YOU."
.
"Raymond are you sure?!"
"Damnit, Tad, yes! They are moving! But why? They bloody themselves up with each other…why the rest of Mewni?" Raymond looked at their client's reports that was used sometimes as payments and goodwill.
Tad chewed on his fingernails.
"Slow them down. Feed the warnicorns bitter fodder. Give stale grain and bread. Mislead patrols. Give scary rumors! ANYTHING! Oh, Mewni why!? And so close to the deadline! Oh, we are so behind in our book sales!"
"FORGET THE TRASH NOVELS—"
"SAY THAT AGAIN. HOW DO YOU THINK WE'RE FUNDING OUR CAMPAIGN AND PROTECTING MEWMANS AND MONSTERS ALIKE!? Do you know, despite this civil unrest and those damn birds, Mewmans and Monsters indoors have been reading like crazy?! I HAVE NEARLY MADE ALL OF MEWNI LITERATE! WHERE IS MY MEWNI PRIZE!?"
Tad ranted.
And ranted.
Raymond groaned, despite Tad's overly emotional ways he does things, he had done some good with his trash novels: boosting everyone's reading level. So they can read the smut.
Raymond left Tad and rallied the Knight of the Hood and gave them their orders and they hurriedly left. Solid Spider remained hidden in Tad's hideout, hearing the destruction of Mewni he had secluded himself, asking for little and wanting to be alone…reflecting how he could have stopped Liquid Lizard but couldn't.
Raymond tried to reason with him, seeing so much of Marco in Spider, but it was painful too for the KotH member and he merely stated that if Spider wanted to do something about it…he should.
He was after all, Marco clone; Spider bitterly resented that. He was his 'son' and his brother was causing all the mayhem in Mewni.
Raymond and Alec Ro collected data on the armies marching deciding to go with Tad's plan of action. It bought them a week of delay but in the end it was naught.
Even after getting the rest of the members and pouring their time and resources to slowing the march of Mewmans to central Mewni.
Mewni unleashed its horrors upon its people…
.
"And why should we side with you?!"
"Because if you don't: you die. Horribly, in fact."
Nefon sighed loudly, she was in the Forest of Certain Death once again, and the concentration of refugees had filled the place nicely. Monsters and Mewman alike were scared out of their wits, those especially who lived outside of the protective walls and barriers of kingdoms. The forest was a refuge until it was literally up to capacity, easily thrice the recommended amount.
Nefon glanced around seeing many angry faces, "The Mewni royals are out for blood, rogue Mewman and Monsters are not safe!"
"Then reason with them!" "Yeah!" "THEY TRUST YOU DON'T THEY!?"
Nefon dramatically inhaled and shook her head slowly, "Not anymore. They saw me going kingdom to kingdom trying for armistice but instead of seeing goodwill they believe treachery instead. They will not listen to me anymore." "THEN YOU'RE USELESS!"
The crowd grew louder and Nefon narrowed her eyes.
"Am I? Who here has insider knowledge how to combat these ruffian royals? Hmmm? What I'm proposing is that we 'defend' our location, they'll come sweeping in from the north and head south, if we play it right we will have minimal confrontation."
"And what? You're our leader? Our general?" "We got plenty ex-military Mewman and Monsters here. They can lead us."
"Yes, I suppose you're right. Good luck to you all." Nefon turned her back and ready to leave, they wouldn't last much against the armies and if they didn't meet them well…they would see the kingdoms ripe for the picking, sure there are walls and guards.
But so much less of them from Civil War and the raids that had wore them down.
Being on constant vigilance and high alert is detrimental to soldiers, being wound up for a fight that never came or being constantly heckled would send morale plummeting.
And kingdoms and settlements have suffered from it.
"N-now, hold on, Nefon! Let's not be too hasty." Came some Monsters, Nefon paused, "We mean, they mean no disrespect but there must be some room for negotiation and talks, yes?" "I don't know, they seem hell bent on turning Mewni upside down, apparently I've heard from my agents that their children has been kidnapped…and Monster are suspect."
"OH WHAT BULLSHIT!" "REALLY?!" "AS IF WE DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH PROBLEMS."
Nefon shrugged as she began to walk away as the place buzzed with fear, no doubt many of these so called 'leaders' and 'generals' would propose plans that would be ineffectual but that wasn't any of her problem she walked further and further away until she was at the forest edge.
She stood there as the armies pushed forward from the horizon…
No doubt they'll search the forest…agitate the occupants…cause friction.
Mewni would burn to the ground and the wretched blood of those before would water the seeds of tomorrow, blah, blah, blah.
She didn't care what comes after Mewni fell.
So long as it fell.
And she the one left standing atop mountain ridges of bodies.
Darcy pursed her lips at the peculiar thought.
Oh. That came out wrong.
Knowing this wasn't her, she centered herself and delved into her mindscape.
And found a swirling fountain of mashed and disembodied Mewmans and Monsters blankly gazing at her, she observed the sight before she heard murmurs, thousands of them.
Darcy growled finding that her gluttony of eating so many Mewmans and Monsters they…they were changing her…
She smirked at the notion.
If they wanted to corrupt her—then she would devour them once more, be it mindscape or soul plane. She was Darcy the Mewman + Monster Eater afterall~
Darcy blinked and found herself back.
And took a step forward
Only to stop sensing someone.
On a whim she let them do as they pleased.
She grunted as she felt a sharp pain on her back as she stumble forward, "I haven't forgotten about you, betrayer! The Crimson Children will have their vengeance!"
Nefon reached for the dart and yanked it out before getting back to her feet, she didn't even bother turning around to see someone she hadn't seen in while, frankly she thought had died.
Slink.
The lone survivor of the Crimson Children.
"Oh, you're still alive." Nefon said cheerfully sarcastic, magic was indeed a wonderful thing…
"It ends now, Nefon. I know Liquid Lizard has been in your possession…using him for your schemes." He readied another dart, Nefon wasn't even fazed.
"Oh, don't be a hypocrite: you were planning to use him on Mewni. Unleash a Monster without equal and without restraint until the Mewmans surrender! You would make every Monster guilty and suffer for your ambition. In victory we are all the same in the Mewman's eyes but in defeat we would not take care of each other and present a sacrificial lamb to appease them. Do not speak, Slink for you know it is true: peace through threat of a Monster. Is that really peace? A Monster made by Monsters…you detest and resent the Mewmans who took everything from Monster-kind yet you are no better than they when you took everything away from—" "DO NOT TWIST THE TRUT—!"
"SILENCE."
An unnatural pressure began to set in on Slink as Nefon's magic swirled around her, Slink blinked rapidly at the sight, "You can use magick? Who—what are—!"
Nefon made a clawing gesture and the trees around Slink crashed into him, holding him in place, "You are beneath me, worm. Now get out of my sight."
Nefon closed her fist and heard the sickening pops before she threw her hand to the side and walked away into the distance.
In one week.
The Monsters and Mewmans hidden in the Forest of Certain Death spilled out of their refuge, going north, west and south. Driven by hunger, hate or desperation; no one knew what the hell they were even fighting for anymore…other than not be a corpse in the morning or starving in the streets.
Fight or die.
Nefon watched apathetically.
Before she moved on.
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[Before the Week]
"Queen Moon, the mirror—!" Manfred stumbled in, Moon shot up from her bed her hand full of magic, "What? What is it?" she asked the breathless servant.
"King Pony Head! The line is sensitive, only one at a—"
Moon hopped off the bed and ran to the nearest mirror, her IV tubes dangling behind her. She quickly switched through the channels,
"King Pony Head! King Pony HEAD!" Moon jammed the button.
"Gurl, I missed yah! Look what they did to my—" "Pony Head, oh you're alright—"
"STAR GET OFF THE LINE!" Moon roared.
The mirror fizzled into a distraught King Pony Head, he quickly yelled, "Queen Moon, Jaggy Mountain, Kelpbottom and Spiderbite are marching across Mewni! Their children are Taken, they will not stop—"
Moon watched helplessly as the transmission ended and felt herself ready to collapse, Manfred steadying her and calling her husband and child. River and Star were there a minute later, "…gather all knights, squires—even pages to hold the line. I will see if I can't wring some sense into these idiots!"
Moon pushed herself up.
And collapsing in River's arms.
"Moon Pie, you can't! That bite—its poison!"
"…yes, magic wont cure it…it's a debilitating concoction…must be from Spiderbite."
"Then let's go there! I mean communication is back, so—" "An army will not march without a leader and if it is true, then the king and queen will not be in their kingdom, Star! If you got there how are you gonna divine the antidote. Even if you stole every vial and potion, you could make me sicker or worse."
"WE CAN'T JUST DO NOTHING!"
"…we'll contain them, an army can only stand for so long before they listen to reason. All we need to do is stop their advance and they'll think more clearly in the situation." "Then the Magic High Commission—!" "NO, STAR. This could also be the Fiend's plan: draw out more Magic High Commission members! No. I am going to do this."
Star stared at her mother, aghast and appalled, she was ready to lay Mewman lives down.
"You can't just send them to their deaths!"
Moon drew herself up.
"I'm the Queen, Star. I'm making the decisions. Be it good or bad: I will shoulder every life given to me. From weeping families and widows, angry parents and orphan children; I bear this burden so I could be a little be selfish…so I don't have to send my daughter and husband into a sea of blood I made. I'd rather I wade through all the corpses I made in my youth than make you do the same; this is a folly I will not allow a second time."
Moon tenderly touched her daughter's cheek,
"Now go to your room."
.
Star didn't go to her room.
Instead the princess watched as Butterfly Knights, Squires and even young Pages gear up for war. Moon and River gave them a rousing speech and directives, the gist was keeping the armies contained, no unnecessary bloodshed and if the royals were found demand for an armistice.
They saluted and marched forward, ready to fight their fellow Mewmans if that came to pass.
Star saw Higgs put on a helmet, a plain broad sword on her hip and marched with her company. All of them looking scared or grim.
War would become their teacher now.
Star watch them go before she contacted Tom and Pony Head, relaying that prince and princesses have been kidnapped. Tom was dejected over the news as his kingdom was being rebuilt and fortified; Pony Head was a better conversation telling her all sorts of things that had happened during this 'Civil War' for months.
Star felt her eyes smart when the line was cut to Pony Head.
Unsure what to do or who to turn to, she ran to the top spires of the castle and watched events unfold…
Star saw a massive army coming from the north, winding around the landmarks.
The Butterfly Knights had chosen their line and began to make camp and defensible forts of mud, rock or plank.
The princess fretted over days as the armies drew closer and clearer but suddenly they would just stop. Using her wand to make herself a telescope she realized that the army was indeed pushing but for some reason they would relent and stop all progress and it was repeated throughout the day, sometimes they would stop for the day.
Without all this delays…they would have been at the Knight's line already.
Whatever was keeping the army at bay made Star sigh in relief, the Knights too would be glad at their good fortune.
Star relayed the news to her mother and seeing as the armies not making progress decided to fly there and see if the royals had finally lost all steam.
Moon flew on the seventh day, hoping to talk while they were immobile.
Just as the Forest of Certain Death bugled and out of its belly came an angry mob, rushing in all directions.
The Northern army flanked.
The Butterfly Knights fought waves.
Jaggy Mountain besieged.
Johansen Clan buffeted by raids again.
And Butterfly Kingdom received their share of the horror.
Month 12 The Passion of Darcy
"Star? STAR! Oh, thank Mewni you're alright!" River breathed finding her in the rooftops as she stared pale at the sight.
"Mom…Mom's there…"
"Star, listen, you got to take command of the castle." "WHY?"
River called his eagles and began to pet them and point, "Johansen Clan is being attacked so I'm sending my eagles, but it will take some time, you have to get what little knights we have left to defend the kingdom!"
Star hesitated before she leapt out of the rooftop, taking up her Butterfly Form and zooming around her kingdom, picking off raiders and looters with her wand from a distance. Satisfied, she magnified her voice with magic,
"Citizens of Butterfly Kingdom! I, Star Butterfly, declare a state of emergency! Prepare for raiders of every race! Arm yourself—!?"
Star felt the air punched out of her as something collided with her and sent her flying back into the castle via window. It took a second to register but when it did Star let out a blood-curdling scream at the pain from both instances.
"Hmph, you made for quite the easy target, Star Butterfly. Shut your mouth."
"!?"
Star gasped seeing a sleek suit of black armor staring her down, a sword of fire and ice dancing across the blade.
Because whoever stole it from me is probably running all over Mewni using it! Casting fire and ice in reckless abandon!
Higgs words echoed in her and she leapt to her feet, as her magic pulsed pushing out the glass shards.
"You…you're the Fiend."
"Ah. That ridiculous name. Well, in this armor it does suit me."
"What do you want."
Star held out her wand making sword blade, the Fiend rumbled at the sight, "I came here on a whim, you see I remembered that you are part Johansen and well…your blood might be watered down but it'll do~"
Star swung but so did the Fiend, crashing an ice sword into her own, she blinked as the ice immediately spread forcing her to disengage but she didn't get far as the Fiend shoulder tackle her through the wall.
"Get out here—"
The Fiend stumble back as Star did just that, wand now hammer clubbed the helm and she raced away calling for help.
"KNIGHTS! SQUIRES! STAFF! BATTLE STATIONS!"
The Fiend creak its neck before racing after her, Star stayed ahead but the moment blazing arcs and frigid waves came, slicing apart the castle Star veered back, if this castle falls, everyone inside and below will die! DAMNIT!
Star saw the Fiend and her heart thump painfully.
She was afraid.
The Fiend came with an upward stroke, a fiery arc and Star countered it,
Strawberry Smoothie Tsunami!
The Fiend grunted as the arc expired and it sent back from the sugary flow, Star spun and managed to kick it across the face before using another spell and another and another,
Rainbow Fist!
Oatmeal Thick Bomb!
Freezing Sweater Patch!
The spells were bouncing off the Fiend.
Growling, Star pasted her spells to a wall before kicking the Fiend into it then layering like it was intended.
There was no finesse to it but the Fiend was effectively stuck to the wall by the spells, but instead of breaking free immediately the Fiend just observed the princess.
"Well. You got me~"
"Shut…up…"
Star held the wand to its helm, "Why are you here? What do you want?"
"I told you: a whim. But you all but confirmed what I wanted to know…you do have Super Mewman Strength. Like your father, he must be so proud."
Star felt her stomach twist as her backup arrive, armed knights stared at the Fiend as did River as he came with his battle axe.
"Star!"
"Dad! You got to stay away from that!"
"Hi, River."
"YOU SHUT UP."
"Is that any way to speak to your mother, Star."
"…what?" "…wait, that sounds just like…"
The Fiend rattled its head and one of the braver knights grabbed it and pulled it free and dropped the helm.
Queen Moon was in the armor.
Cool blue eyes, ashen hair and cheekmarks to boot.
"You did very well, Star." She smiled, Star and River stared, "That is what I would have liked to say anyways."
Without warning the room exploded in steam, the FrostFlame ignited underneath the oatmeal seal and built up. Star and River felt themselves pushed out of the room before the sounds of dying knights filled the air. The two rushed back into only to have the steam mist drench them and the tapping of metal on the floor.
"FREEZE."
Star and River gasped as their wet clothes instantly harden.
Star readied her wand to blast herself free but a long spiny thorn knocked it out of hand.
"You'll have your chance to fight Star, after I have some of your dad~"
Star's eyes bulged as the Fiend had changed its face into a Mewman girl, she smiled showing instead of normal teeth; razor sharp ones. She broke apart River's frozen sleeve and bit into his forearm, drawing blood as River struggled to keep back his yells. Star didn't and screamed at the Fiend to let go of her father, taking a few more exaggerated draughts she stood back and flexed her arm, the sound of metal creaking made it apparent she was indeed stronger.
She smiled to widely before punching River out of the room through a wall.
"Ahhh! Now this is something I can get used to! I mean molding muscle fibers is just so cumbersome sometimes, this is much more convenient! Always knew the royals were hiding the good stuff~!"
"What are you…" Star shook in her frozen stature, the Fiend snickered before waving the sword and a swatch of fire melted her free, immediately she rushed for her wand and fired at the Fiend in desperation.
Again, the spells bounced off the suit of armor so instead she aimed for the head.
Rainbow Fist!
The Mewman smirked.
Star gasped as the fist connected and the sound of vertebrates cracking reached her ears.
She didn't even bother dodging.
Star gulped, unsure to feel happy or mortified at killing the Fiend.
"Ouch. Gotta say, a broken neck isn't the most pleasant ways to go~"
"!?"
Star gasped as the Fiend fixed her head and smiled at her.
She picked up a disembodied arm and casually nibbling into the exposed humerus, the princess balked at the sight.
"Mhmmm, you don't know what you're missing Star~ this Mewman had an excellent diet and aged too, the marrow tells it all."
"You're sick! You're some kind of monster!"
"Monster? Oh no, sweetie, I'm more than that! But I do recall some papers saying Mewmans should co-exist with Monsters, so shouldn't you get along with me then? Share my perspective!...why don't you."
Star could only find herself shaking from both blind rage and fear.
She raised her wand and a gold hue began to build.
"I don't know what you are! And I don't care!" Star roared as the wand reached its peak and unleashed the blast, the Fiend tossed the arm and held up a gauntlet hand and caught the blast.
But started to skid back.
The Fiend grunted in surprised before redirecting the blast, Star's eyes widen and cut off the flow before rocketing forward and slamming into the Fiend.
Who turned the tables and slammed Star into the wall instead, face nearly touching,
"I admire your bravado, princess, I really do~ but you can't beat me! I am the Downfall of Mewni! I am the Mewman who crawled out of the hole not womb of a mother, I have a thousand faces and names because of it! I stalk your lands and dreams, you can not escape me, none of you will, for I am Darcy…Eater of Mewmans and Monsters."
Darcy groaned when Star cocked her head back and head-butted her.
"You got heart, princess I'll give you that. But I've coveted all of Mewni's royalty in my body. Simply put: I have no equal now~ I stand above you all: Mewman and Monster alike. I MIGHT AS WELL BE YOUR GOD. And you can't beat that~"
Star felt like gritting her teeth into nubs as the Fiend's mirthful laughter, taking whatever it had said as a fact…but somewhere in Star, she knew it wasn't lying one bit. If it did just complete itself after biting her father…and even a broken neck couldn't kill her…then what could?
Darcy's laughing stopped and she backhand Star, she immediately cast her spell before her head was smeared off,
Fantastic Bubble Suit!
Star's entire body was encased in bubblegum and was sent bouncing after the backhand. The princess gasped popping the suit and wincing feeling all the fighting soon catching up to her, "You're nothing but, but an abomination! And I will beat you! Of course, I can!"
"No. You can't. You're afraid of me. An appropriate response."
Star backed up, her wand hand trembling, Darcy snickered…getting closer, drawing a sword flashing fire and ice,
Star gritted her teeth, Darcy could see the conflict of her running or fighting her, eyes darting to dead bodies littered around her. Ah, the smell was just coming back! Seeing Star on the verge of tears, Darcy jabbed her with some barbed words,
"What if you can't beat me?"
"My mother, she—" "But I beat her. You saw me do it~"
Star's face turned red at the accusation, she flung the next one, knowing it would be too far-fetched,
"Then Eclipsa! She's the strongest in Dark magic in my family!" "Really now? Where was she when I was tearing across Mewni? Heck, where was she when I took a bite out of your mother?"
"The Magic High Commission!" "Oh, you mean like Hekapoo? I whipped her, I'm still whipping her in my Hideout, oh listening to her scream! What are those two other buffoons to me then? To me it seems that the MHC likes to play 3v1, not very fair but hey no judgement. Kidding!"
Star shook as Darcy merely waited for the next slur.
Then a strange look came across her face…
"Marco…Marco can beat you…" Star whispered, the Fiend got ready to bust a lung laughing
But didn't. Star wasn't looking at her anymore but something around her finger, "What is that?" "…Marco's ring." "Hmph, what are you? His suitor?"
The words seemingly made Star look up at her and pelt straight for her!
The Fiend caught her by the throat, slamming FrostFlame down before grabbing her hand and prying the ring off the princess.
"NO! GIVE THAT BACK!"
Darcy ignored her and threw her aside.
Taking off her left gauntlet, she slipped on the ring,
"Would you look at that! It looks waaay better on me—!?"
The moment the ring came to rest on her finger, she felt a lightning course through her, and she fell to her knees as her vision was obscured by…
A figure clad in blacken regal armor…fire burning around it…two great horns growing from its head…an army marching behind it as it raised a mighty sword upon
"AGGHHH!" Darcy screamed as Star made a wand blade and tried to behead her, only cutting three-fifths through before a gauntlet punched her away.
"BITCH!" she pulled the ring off and chucked it. She drew the Misery Rose and ready to pin Star when she was pulled back by something, glancing back she saw it to be Moon, already bloody.
"GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!"
"Say that to my face!"
Darcy grabbed the bindings and yanked Moon into a lariat, sending her flipping in the air and smashing into the floor.
"Queen Moon!"
Darcy saw a massive cloud turn fist that clobbered her before crystals shot from the ground and pinned her to the ceiling.
"Ah, Omnitraxus Prime and Rhombulus. What took you so long?"
"Who are you!" "Fess up punk!"
"That's the Fiend! She's been causing all the problems on Mewni!"
"I sure have~"
Moon, Omni and Rhombulus got a good look at her, she winked before she morphed into Moon and yelled at them, "Well, quit gawking and get me down from here!"
"Holy bananas!" "A—shapeshifter?!" "…what on Mewni…?"
Darcy changed back laughing before she flexed and cracked the crystals, Moon yelled at Rhombulus to make more but it was too late as Darcy broke free and landed before them.
"Go on, crystalize me. I'm just gonna break free. We could do this all day but I have to go feed my pets. They have such…royal tastes~"
"…you're the one who kidnapped them?! Where are they!"
"Safe. But, if you apprehend me now, well, no one is gonna be feeding them. And that includes my lovely Hekapoo, she's such a doll, I wouldn't want nothing bad to happen to her~"
Everyone turned to Queen Moon, she gritted her teeth, Darcy smiled, "I've thought of plenty ways out of this scenario, you can't scry them nor will you find them without my help, so if you don't want to be responsible for 4 royals dying this day, you will let me go~"
"…does that mean Pigeon is also under your control."
"Why yes, they are, but that hardly matters now. They almost outlived their usefulness to me. So, am I dismissed?" Darcy asked charmingly.
"…how are you causing the Fritz."
"The what? Fritz? I have no idea what that is."
Darcy shrugged, walking past them to pick up her helm and headed for the exit.
Whilst all present just merely watched, River slowly joining them.
"Are we really going to let her get away!?" "She attacked me!"
"She has Hekapoo and the Spiderbite, Kelpbottom, Jaggy Mountain and Pigeon royal princes and princesses…she has half of the Big Eight!"
"Someone oughta tail her."
"Tag her with magic!" "That suit of armor will reflect it! We have to let her go…"
"Mewni damnit! We had her!"
In the end though no one tried to do what was insisted, instead Darcy walked away from the castle and kingdom getting what she wanted.
She was complete~ now it was just a matter of training herself to use all 8 coveted bloodlines.
That vision…she's been in many tight and sticky spots before but for some reason…if that was indeed Marco, the Queen was quite ambitious.
And to think she was from that!
Darcy didn't bother much with Mewni afterwards, focusing on honing her fighting style, the bloodlines and the weapons she had.
Even without her meddling, Mewni's affairs were just in shambles.
Raids were a daily occurrence.
Kingdoms were driven ragged.
The citizens were scared, confused and frustrated over how things have gone.
Mewmans and Monsters in settlements were distrustful of everything.
Royals still in control were at a loss with all that had happened.
And the pervading air of hopelessness had blanket Mewni heavily.
Darcy had stripped Mewni's desire to fight back.
And all that was left to do is leave it to fester and die.
Speaking of which even her captives after understanding their plight; they began to lose the hope of escape or rescue. Their will to live diminished too. Darcy might have overdone it but she wasn't gonna do anything half-assed anyways, so she taunted her captives over their situation trying to get some ire out of them.
"Uh-huh, that's right: starve. That'll show me." "…"
"Alright, little lady, let's see how strong that right jab is—ow fuck!" "YOU BITCH!"
"Hah…hey, good lookin'." "…"
She was moderately successful.
But she was more interested in her other captive: Hekapoo.
The Dimensional Scissor Enforcer was one tough nut to crack, of course Darcy could have just broken more fingers, toes, mutilated and other unpleasant things, she found so much more fun to make Hekapoo squirm.
From blindfolding her and saying the terrible shit she was about to do but instead just tickling her, to mercilessly teasing her about these smut books about her and Marco and sometimes this dude Talon or just talking about all the Mewman and Monsters she had eaten in the past year.
Hekapoo was more than uncomfortable in her presence now.
Darcy would often lick her face and comment on her fear, how it was well deserved because sooner or later, she would stop being so sweet to her and that she would rather want the old Darcy back instead. But that day was far off, Darcy desired Hekapoo in ways she didn't understand but then she had so much time dissect it later.
Right now, after weeks of training and marshaling her remaining forces to Pigeon Kingdom and fortifying it with Lizard and her followers. She was ready for some big game hunting.
She strode into Hekapoo's cell, smiling at her.
"How are you today, my love?"
"Eat shit." Hekapoo snarled.
"Ah, that's the spirit! Let's see what I can break your spirits with this time?"
Darcy made a show of pulling torture instruments and dropping them on the floor, Hekapoo felt a touch of fear as each one turned worse and worse before Darcy exclaimed and held something quite sinister.
Star vs the Force of Evil Season 3
*Hekapoo screaming in despair * [lol, but for real tho]
It was a metal dome and it was placed on her head.
And putting a Pony Head unicorn on her forehead drilling it until it stuck and bled.
"What is this?"
"Hey, speak up!"
"…"
The Dimensional Scissor Forger began to hyperventilate as Darcy delicately wrapped her fingers around Hekapoo's lone horn, Hekapoo felt dread well up in her despite how much she pushed it down. Darcy smiled, purposely waiting making Hekapoo dread every second of contact she had with her.
Seconds.
Minutes.
Agonizing minutes.
"Look at me, love: look into my beautiful kind brown eyes~"
Hekapoo felt horror rush into her as Darcy blinked, replacing her eyes with eyes Hekapoo knew too well.
Hekapoo screamed in agony, lulled in by Darcy as she used both Butterfly and Pony Head magic on her and herself, gripping her horn with brutish strength Hekapoo felt as if her mind was copying into hers through that blasted metal dome!
Darcy cackled as memories of Hekapoo flooded into her, viciously smiling as Marco flashed across her mind's eye.
Nothing.
Nothing was kept hidden from her, every interaction Hekapoo had with Marco be it mundane or intimate she knew, it was the worse form of invasion of privacy…
Even her most private and secret thoughts of him; thoughts that wholly belong to her.
Darcy knew them now.
And that was too much for Hekapoo.
"NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
"Ooh Marco~! YESSS! IT'S LIKE I AM ACTUALLY THERE! FUCK I'D LICK THOSE ABS ALL DAY!"
Darcy groaned, biting her lips as she reveled in the memories of her captive, going so far as squirting in her legging until she was positively drenched in girl cum.
In the height of it all, Darcy broke Hekapoo's last horn and collapsed on the floor, legs spread and panting. Hekapoo did her best to mask her pain over her recently broken horn with seething gasps but she couldn't stop from crying.
"That…was…amazing~!"
Hekapoo did her best to glare but when she saw her begin to gnaw and eat her horn without pause or difficulty, she felt earlier dread was not for the memory copying…
Hekapoo watched in abject horror as Darcy stood up and undress as her body went to assume her voluptuous plump figure. Darcy smiled to herself, doing a pose or two before proceeding to beat herself up with the instrument from earlier. Even going as far as snapping her horn, Darcy wasn't at all holding back in her mistreatment; it was authentic as it could get.
It looked as if she really was tortured.
She left and came back Hekapoo's dress, still torn and dirty from their fight and slipped it on.
Darcy smirked staring at Hekapoo,
"Time to see our boyfriend~"
Hekapoo struggled against her confines as Darcy pulled out Marco's scissors, snapping them together and slashed a portal and hopped out yelling,
"Where's Marco?!"
Lacks sly orGies
And that's it.
Everything should be up to speed and there will be NO MORE FLASHBACKS. FOR REAL THIS TIME.
All present events from now on. No more backstories. Zilch.
This chapter cause me so much more trouble than I ever thought possible...hah.
So the long and short of this 5 chapter arc is setting up Darcy and the setting of Mewni: it's a shithole, kinda like canon. If you noticed Darcy had changed a lot from her first chapter to her last chapter mainly because she kept eating and adding to her wealth of faces and powers, the more she gains the more she loses her original self so to speak. That goes along with her original mission of being Hope to Mewni to having a God-complex due to consuming too much. As for her plan, she got the entirety of Mewni to fight each other and themselves no matter how big or small they were in the grand scheme of things.
And now she's on Earth. Yup, the 'Hekapoo' that showed up was never Hekapoo to begin with. And for the crystal to warn Marco, he went to Hestia then 'Hekapoo' arrived so that's a bust. If there are anymore loose ends feel free to PM, this fic has really gone off the deep end for the most part but I'm glad its back on track in the present.
In all honesty, I didn't even think I would be able to upload this chapter.
Makes me wonder about the future of this fic sometimes...but then I still get avid readers craving more and I'm a sucker to oblige. This is for y'all.
Darcy's Gear and Powers
Hell Crusader Armor
Misery Rose Sword
FrostFlame Sword
Magick, Unicorn Magic, Gills, Pigeon Eye, Thick Skin, Super Mewman Strength.
Knights of the Hood Members
Dark Knight of Mewni First Class, the Demon of Echo Creek, the Monster Mauler, the Butcher of Beasts : Marco Diaz da Echo Creek
Field Commander, Smut Writer First Class : Tad
Knight of the Butterfly Kingdom, Squire First Class : Higgs de Mewni
Mewman
1 Raymond Johansen
2 Nickel Wise Fiction
3 Bell '86 Socks' Luck
4 Nathalie Woke Unredeem
5 Elma TeaGod
Monster
1 Astoria Deplorable
2 Elf '76' Usu
3 Leo Bookthief
4 Mizar HQ
5 Alec Ro VI0IVIV
Next Chapter:
Marco vs Darcy [Maybe]
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