Star flew open her eyes with a start, a sharp pain beginning to form in her cheeks. All around her was only darkness, each turn only providing more confusion. Fear began to build up inside of her as her wandered, not knowing what else to do. "This couldn't be real. This couldn't be real." she told herself continually, desperately trying to convince herself otherwise. She had gone through hell and back these last couple of days, and banishment to a dark void of nothingness was the last thing she needed.
However, as she strode through the abyss, she finally had time to ponder her thoughts. The stress of the situation had damaged her emotions deeply, each battle or event bringing her farther and farther into depression. Over her carelessness, Marco had gotten injured. He had risked his life for her, more than once in fact, and what had she done in return? Fail. Fail in her mission to protect her family, protect her friends. Protect her kingdom. Through all her advantages her had still managed to fail, nearly killing him in the process.
The girl stopped in her tracks as she repeated her last word again in her mind. Kill. Tears came to her eyes as she remembered, remembered the guilt that had overcame her only hours before. Her mother was dead. The queen of Mewnie had been killed before her very eyes, and it was all her fault. She had tried to die, tried to be the one to save him instead. But she was too late. And now she had nobody, her entire family either missing or dead. And none of this would have happened if she hadn't gotten kidnapped in the first place. Collapsing onto her knees, the child curled up into a small ball, tears leaking freely from her eyes. This must be her punishment. A sea of black guilt and sorrow, consuming her more and more by the minute.
Suddenly, a whisper came from behind her. "Innocent. " Star propped up her head, wiping the tears from her eyes. She had a kingdom to rule. Her mother was counting on her. Putting her hands against the solid ground before her, she stood up, turning towards the direction of the voice. It was time to get out of here. The voices continued to repeat, getting louder by the second. "Innocent. " The queen quickly came to ignore them, breaking into a brisk jog. The farther she ran, the brighter her surroundings seemed to be, relighting the flame of hope inside her soul. She must be getting closer.
The area was now bright enough to see herself, her clothes still tattered from the showdown with her wicked grandmother. Each step became easier, as though she had waded out of the watery ink and onto solid land. In the distance a bright light had appeared, bringing Star's excitement to a peak. The blonde broke into a sprint, approaching the star at a rapid rate. Nearly there now. The item became to reveal itself slowly as Star approached, the discovery filling the hyper teen with rapid confusion.
It appeared to be a small mirror atop a bedside table, the drawer below having a small painting of a butterfly. The table itself was a light pink, the insect a pale violet. Star slowed her stride as she reached it, staring into the blank lense of her reflection. Her hair was up in a large dome, similar to her mother's that she wore around her subjects. Atop her head laid a tiara, the gem being a light blue instead of its usual magenta. She wore a puffy blue dress, similar to the dress she had worn before coming to Earth. However, that was not the most terrifying part of the picture before her. The marks on her cheeks had dimmed in shade, the purple now merging with the rose. Both hearts were now a shade of very light violet, the light magic seeming to be stronger than the latter. "No. No. Nooo." she spoke out loud, responding to the image before her. She wasn't ready. She wasn't ready. And now, as if responding to her sudden rejection, her future changed before her very eyes.
The reflection faltered, now showing another image. Her long blonde locks were tied into a large braid, it thrown over her shoulder and down to her knees. The tiara was still gently placed on her head, but this time it bore a pink gem, tints of plum flowing near to the bottom. Her dress was a light violet, its highlights a slightly darker rose. A pattern was forming. The cheek marks remained the same, but the color shown brighter, as if a lightswitch in her cheeks had been flipped on. This time her future brought a smile to her face, her insecurities melting away. Maybe she could be a rebel princess. A mixture of both dark and light. An ambassador to all sorts of motives, both evil and pure. With a deep sigh, Star turned from the mirror and slumped down, leaning against the small nightstand. Her sigh turning into a large yawn, the girl flickered her eyes closed, quickly descending back into her slumber. It was about time for her to get a long deserved rest.
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Starnapped: A SVTFOE Story
Hayran KurguMarco has finally moved in with Star into the Mewnie castle for the summer. Everything seems to be going well until Marco checks in one night to find his best friend gone. Where had she gone? Who could have done something so awful? How could he hav...
