Star Vs The Forces of Evil: The Search

Chapter 8: Star

A/N: please don't hate me. I love you guys and I promise this is all part of the plan! Give it a chance. You'll see!

Chapter 8 Star

The second wave of enemies came. Creatures from hell crawled out of the ground. The sky darkened with winged demons.

I flew around on Cloudy, standing up and zapping monsters with my wand.

"Total Nuclear Butterfly Blast!" I yelled, pointing my wand at the Minotaur. The rainbow blast shot him backwards.

He landed heavily and groaned. I jumped from my cloud and onto the ground. "Ow," he grumbled. "Take it easy, man. I'm not even supposed to be in this story. Percy Jackson was busy this weekend."

"Percy who?" I asked as I shot a narwhal at a three headed lizard. The Minotaur swung his ax at my head and I ducked. "Trying to kill people isn't nice!" I blasted him in the eye with a crystal cupcake and jumped back on Cloudy. How rude.

I noticed Prince Justin going head to head with the nasty Troll Agamemnon. Slime oozed from the ugly troll's eyes and ears and pores, pooling around his feet. Justin's dragon bone sword slashed at Agamemnon's flesh. The ugly troll roared in frustration. Just thinking about how I could possibly have to marry him made me want to get sick everywhere. The troll king was a mucus green color, severely overweight, and had deadly bad breath.

"Ahh!" I gasped as Cloudy dissolved from under my feet. I plummeted down, the ground growing closer and closer. I landed painfully on my back, right into a grove of enemy monsters.

They stared at me in astonishment, as if they couldn't believe I was right there.

I laid there, gasping for air. They finally snapped out of their stupor and raised their weapons. I quickly rolled out of the way as an ax made its journey down toward my head. I swung my legs around, knocking them off their feet. I grasped my side as I stood, wobbly and panting.

"Dragon Bone Sword," I wheezed weakly. It morphed and I took out a two-headed wolverine. It's hissed and spat as it died.

I spared with an angry, buff demon. He shot beams of fire out of his palms but missed. His eyes began glowing with pure white light. His Stygian sword crackled with lightning. As metal met metal, I could feel the vibrations of our exertion humming through. Sparks flew and metallic pangs sounded loudly in the air.

My fingertips began turning black, cold seeped into them every time the metals connected. I could see the color, the soft whiteness, of the Dragon Bone sword become grey. The double sided edges were crumbling and I realized his weapon was more powerful than mine. He feigned right and slashed my forearm. A wisp of smoke drifted from my skin and it felt lighter. He connected with my thigh, cutting through the protective outer layer. Another wisp of smoke and I felt a soft coolness run up my leg.

"What is this?" I snarled as I defended myself.

"The blade is drawing your energy. It's draining your soul," the demon cackled as I ducked away from his weapon.

"Back off, you son of a bitch!" A voice growled. A familiar looking body jumped in front of me, Tom. His hands began glowing as they sucked the life from the demon. The demon struggled and tried to run away but the vortex of Tom's power was too strong. Soon, all that was left was the Stygian sword. As Tom bent down to retrieve it, it crumbled to dust.

He scowled in disgust, "I thought I got rid of all of those damn things." He blasted more of the enemy and then turned back to me. "Marco is looking for you."

I placed my hands on my knees and took deep breaths. The wounds from the blade were slowly closing up. "I lost him in the second wave. How is everyone holding up?"