Star Vs The Forces of Evil: The Search

Chapter 13: Marco

Chapter 13 Marco

I discovered the Swamp dimension three years after the war ended. I learned the hard way that everything was poisonous if you weren't careful.

It thrived on bad energy and vibes. Like the happy-sucking magician, Preston Change-O, it took your happiness. It planted bad thoughts in your head. Toffee didn't help either. He kept shocking and hurting my body in hopes that I'd return and kill Moon.

I laid in pain in a patch of thorny grass, I had eaten the wrong plant by mistake earlier the previous day. The numbing feeling made it hard to move quickly. There were a pair of old, mean dragons that chased me not long after I ate the plant.

Their fiery breath burned the edges of my pants and the tips of my hair and some of my arms. The pain made me hallucinate into thinking that Tom was there.

Through a thick haze I heard him cussing up a storm.

"Damn it, Marco!" He snarled as he shook me. "If you're alive move your arm or blink or talk or something!"

My throat was dry. I couldn't say anything. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw the dragons. I managed to mumble out a few words of warning to him.

He pointed back at me, ordering someone to stay with me. They blew fire and encased him in it. His clothes began to burn. He killed the dragons quickly. "I'll be back. Don't let him die."

The person in charge of me bandaged me up. Even Toffee was too weak to convince me to kill him. I couldn't have moved even if I had wanted to. I fell asleep and was woken up by feminine shouting.

"Then why the fuck would you bring me here?!"

There was something familiar about the voice.

"Marco is here."

The woman gasped. "Then get me out of this pond and let's go find him. This place is bad news."

It was Star. Star had come here. What the hell was Tom thinking? This place was a death trap. And she was around six months pregnant with my child. She shouldn't be here!

I struggled into a seating position and allowed the man to give me water. I was going to kill Tom Lucitor. Painfully, slowly. The bastard deserved it.

Tom walked out of the bushes and held it out of the way for Star. She walked out in a thing white nightgown. The flimsy thing was doing nothing to protect her from the mosquitos or bugs.

The thing I noticed more about her was her round belly. A soft glow lit her face. She looked beautiful, uncomfortable but beautiful.

She cried out as she saw me. "Marco!" She ran over to me and fell to her knees. Throwing her arms around me, she hugged me tightly. Her belly got in the way.

I sighed in relief of being in her arms again. "Star," I whispered. "Or should I say 'Your Majesty'?" I chuckled weakly.

She swatted my arm as she sniffed the tears away. "Let's get you out of here. It isn't safe here." She wrapped an arm around my waist and struggled to get me up.

Tom saw her struggling and came to help.

"No," I protested. "I don't want to hurt you."

Tom elbowed me in the ribs painfully. "Shut up. You're in no condition to hurt anyone."

Star started breathing heavily. "We'll get you to the palace and start the spell." There was a hesitant note in her voice.

I knew her well enough to know something was wrong. Like that time she tried to fix my octopus arm. "What is it?"