Starco 3: Jump For Joy

Chapter 15: Be Prepeared

I DO NOT OWM SVTFoE, GRAVITY FALLS, TEEN TITANS, WillowFallsDiaries (Stella) OR Mariposafalls11 (Avery)

(Star's POV)

I race down the corridor the leads to the west wing. I try to turn a corner, but go to fast and end up rolling over on the concrete floor. I roll for a bit before knocking Avery's feet from bellow her. I get up, dust myself off, and help Avery up. We continue to run down the corridor that leads to the west wing. We turn into the room the Zach, Marco, Dipper, Stella, Raven, Beast Boy, Cyborg and Nightwing were in. Zach looks at us. "Come on, everyone in, good. Ok, this robot was sent here by an unknown party, to scout around and check on the staff. It is perfectly designed to get passed the Tammarainian defences and is installed with a teleporter, so that when it gets its hands on the staff and deactivates the barrier, it will teleport itself and the staff away. We believe that the countdown on its back signifies the time until hundreds more will flood into the city and try to take the staff. The guards weapons do not effect it, is we are the last line of defence. Now suit up, you have one and a half hours to get prepared. This is not like any fight we have ever faced, and the odds are against us. Some of us may not survive, but we will have died for a noble cause. So get ready, and be prepared for anything."

Marco grabbed my hand and dragged me back to the room. He pushed me down onto the bed. "Marco, what's this, a final goodbye?" I ask, batting my eyelids.

"No." He says. He grabs my wand and waves it, and the bed grabs me. "I can't have you fight in this battle, it's to dangerous and I don't want you to be killed." He kisses me on the forehead. "I'll be back."

He runs out the room and I struggle with the bedding around me for about 2 hours. It's strong and I can't break its grip. I reach round to my back and grab the scissors. I cut bellow me and fall through the portal, coming out on the other side of the room. The bed turned back to its normal state as I quickly changed into my skin tight black combat suit and run out of the room. I arrive at the battle site to see hundreds upon thousands of the robots pouring into the arena. They are entering through the roof, the windows, the ground, all over. The team can barely holding them off. Marco has his back to me when one sneaks up on him, pointed blade ready to slice him open.

I scream. "MARCO!"