And When the Empire Began to Fall

Devil town is colder in the summertime

Author's Note: Okay, this is probably going to be the longest author's note in the entire story. This is a TV show within the universe of some of my other characters. In that universe, one of the main characters plays a main in this show. I was developing the storyline pretty vaguely and liked where it was going. This isn't going to be super sophisticated or anything, because it's supposed to be an amalgamation of all the different YA novels that were popular in the like 2015 era. I'm just writing it for fun. If I continue it past what's supposed to be the second season, it gets really fucking dark, so we'll get there. Also fun fact. I was trying to figure out where I got the name Alistar from bc I knew I got if from somewhere and apparently it's the name of League of Legends Character which I find extremely funny. Also the chapters are gonna be song lyrics. My music taste is very gay, spare me. 

Star wished that she and her friends would have grown up without the constant threat of war hanging over their heads.

It became a vital part of their upbringing, joking about it in low voices where their parents couldn't hear them. It was something that wasn't feasible for the younger population, Calila invading. Countries on the verge of getting invaded didn't have schools, force their teenagers to go to church, or have festivals and parties every month.

(They were wrong about this, as they'd come to find out).

Though it probably should have been at the forefront of her mind the days leading up to the invasion (there were signs, she had realized later, if she had looked close enough), she wasn't too focused on Calila's aggression. Instead, she was focused on the fact she and her best friend had begun to realize that they had superpowers.

Even though she and Jaz seemed to match on everything (from hair color to height to classes), they didn't have matching abilities, nor did they discover them in the same way.

Star discovered hers playing basketball. She was just playing a friendly game with some of her brother's friends when the ball was passed to her. She held it in between her hands, trying to calculate how hard and har far she'd have to throw it to make the goal. The worn leather rubbed against the soft skin of her palms, and as Cody rushed towards her, she tossed it.

The ball hit the backboard and shattered it.

The backboard was wood.

The five other kids playing turned to her, and her brother's ex-girlfriend, Shawna, said, "Damn, girl. Did you have a bad day or something?"

"What the fuck?" Cody said, watching as the wood fell to the linoleum floor, listening to it clatter. "How the fuck?"

Star didn't realize right at first that this was the beginning of her supernatural strength, instead, she was embarrassed. "Oh my God," she said. "I'm so sorry. Really. I didn't mean to throw it that hard." Her brother's friends were never going to invite her to play a game again, and she was hoping that if she became friends with them, maybe her brother (and her four other brothers) would stop treating her like a particularly annoying fly. "Do you think Coach Parkinson will be mad?"

"Uhh... I have no clue?" Cody said. "I mean it was an accident. We can vouch for you. Piece of shit was probably rotting if you shattered it like that."

Shawna turned to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Star. It'll be fine."

Star smiled nervously, nodding. Her braces cut into her lips. "Yeah, I'm sure it will be."

They offered her a spot again, playing with the single goal left, but she shook her head, citing homework as her reason for fleeing. She had no homework, and the truth was that she was so mortified that she would break the other one that she wasn't sure she would ever play in the gym again.