Prologue

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Castor entered the room with his typical scowl. He sat in the place he typically sat during these meetings. Stars and constellations circled the ceiling, the far wall had the picture of a big, black mass of anti-matter. He knew what this was about. "You're later than usual, where's Pollux?" the celestial inquired at the far end of the table. He sat down, "She was too caught up in exploring a galaxy, so she decided to stay despite my pleading." "Would you like a recap?" "Yes Virgo, go ahead." Virgo took a breath.

"Someone is using star-matter to an extensive degree. The energy seems to be coming from the fools at Fazbear's again." "Again?" Castor asked, he had hated dealing with magic users from Fazbear's. They were all mostly terrible. At best tolerable. "Yes, and if someone doesn't go down to warn them about what will happen-" "Yeah yeah, he knows V." Castor turned to the multi-armed celestial. Virgo gave him a look that seemed to provide the other with enough context to know not to speak.

"So," Castor started "Have we decided on whom to send down to warn them?". The room erupted into mumbling. "We were just about to discuss that issue. We will be doing a vote. To start off the nominations I would like to nominate Aries." Aries looked over from his whisperings seemingly in a fit. But before he could respond the multi armed celestial shouted.

"I nominate Castor!" Castor turned, why nominate him? Oh. Right. "Well if your going to nominate me, then I'll nominate Aquarius." Aquarius looked up from her daydreaming dazed and confused to the conversation at hand. "Well, anyone else?" Virgo asked the others.

"Okay then, let's begin the vote." The room hushed. "Anyone for Aquarius raise your hand or the equivalent." 2 hands raised, it was the worst time to have nominated Aquarius. She didn't have anything against anyone. "Okay then hands down. Hands up for Aries." 3 hands raised. A small snicker started up. "Hands down. Hands up for the Gemini." 4 hands raised. "So that's settled. Castor and Pollux will go and convince Fazbear's to stop using star power," she sighed, "again."

"So the meeting is dismissed now right? Like for real? So Castor has to go down to Fazbear's?" The chuckle had turned into laughter as the multi armed celestial inquired. Castor wanted to choke him. They didn't have lungs, they didn't need or want them. But oh so badly he wanted to choke him. "Yes Scorpio, meeting dismissed."

As they walked out of the meeting room, the galaxies felt like they'd all fallen onto of Castor's back as he opened a portal back to where Pollux was wandering. He entered, seeing the fog of dust on the world's surface cloud around his face. This would be a long mission.


|Sorry this was short but I plan on making more chapters. First fic and all. Have a nice day/night|

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