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Laying back on his couch, Marco was flipping through some channels, hoping something grabs his attention. "No…come on, this show stinks…oh! Star, come check this out." Marco put up the volume and felt his brown eyes shine for a moment. A phantom boy appeared on the screen, seemingly blasting ghosts with green rays of light in a shadowy background. Star plopped down next to Marco, holding two cans of soda. She studied the TV, tapping her chin with interest.

"Soo…what's this? I only watched movies with you like…once or twice. This looks like a cartoon." Star opened her can of soda, drinking it slowly. "Mmm…tastes tangy," Marco smirked, slugging down some of his cans before putting it down and lowing the volume.

"This is one of my favorite shows! It's about this hero guy that blasts ghosts and sucks them in a small portal thing." He studied the screen, feeling his eyes grow wide. "A new episode? Been so long since the last one…you would think the creators wouldn't keep fans hanging like that."

Star snickered, throwing her arm around Marco's neck. "It looks really good, so I imagine it takes a while making that show." Marco shrugged his shoulders and relaxed his body. Star rested her head on Marco's shoulder, sighing contently. "Glad things are okay now."

"Uh, what do you mean by that?" Marco asked questioningly. Star gave a small smile, kissing Marco's cheek. "Oh…well, I'm happy about that too." He poked her cheek, making one of her heart marks glow slightly. "So that glows often? Looks really cool."

"I remember learning from Glossaryck that emotions power my magic…or something." Marco only smiled back, gently rubbing Star's back. "Keep that up and both marks will glow silly." The two laughed softly and Star picked up Marco's remote. "Enough fooling around Diaz, we are going to miss your show." She made the volume go up and the couple watched the ghost boy go on his adventures.

They were both unaware of River coming down the stairs. He got close to the couch but far away enough so neither teen would notice. Leaning on a wall, he watched Star and Marco laugh, simply being happy with one another. Making a faint smile, he felt his own heart grow warm, despite feelings of guilt creeping up. A small rumble was felt in his dress pants, pushing him to head into the kitchen. Sitting down on a stool, he took out a small compact mirror from his pocket and opened it up. The image of a cloaked figure appeared, his large lizard-like jaw sticking out. "Oh knock it off Toffee, I know it's you, good chum!"

He pulled the hood back, holding in a laugh. "Hello, my friend. Would call sooner but…figured she would have issues with our friendship." River rolled his eyes, making Toffee sigh in slight annoyance. "But just informing you about something important. Are you on Earth?"

River raised an eyebrow, standing up. "Yes, I am actually. Visiting my…our daughter. She's been through a lot and I need to make amends." Toffee gave a weak smile, one that River mirrored back. "When do you plan on visiting her? She should know about your kindness…"

"When the time is right." Toffee answered sternly. "But I'm asked about you being on Earth. The reason is, due to one of my plans taking place. Ever heard of the Blood Moon?" River rubbed his beard thoughtfully.

"I heard legends of it connecting two lovers but not much else." River looked sternly at Toffee, having a piercing gaze. "What are you planning?" Toffee bit his lip, looking somewhat worried. River felt his eyes grow wide before closing them. "This is about that demon, isn't it?"

"Sadly, yes." Toffee answered in an angered tone. "Star was controlled by him for months and that wife of yours couldn't even…" He took a deep breath and composed himself. "Point being, during their 'relationship', they got bound to each other by the blood moon. We need to sever that connection."

"I'm in full agreement…but why exactly? Can't she just have some peace for once? She looks so happy with the Earth boy now." Toffee raised his eyebrow, making River snicker. "The lad nearly choked me to death hours ago."

"Really now? Interesting... I've tested the two of them weeks ago and have my allies watching over them. Star is very powerful. But if the demon takes control over her again, all the kingdoms are in trouble." Toffee looked at River, each exchanging a look only fathers could understand. "She needs to be free of that bond."

"I think I know what happens if we don't do anything." River said glumly, with Toffee looking away. "Well,…when are your allies showing up? Star might think you are out to hurt her." Toffee gave a small smile toward River.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry. I sent two familiar faces to Earth. Faces Star will be sure to recognize. If they behave themselves, I'm sure nothing will happen." River gave a puzzled expression before sighing in defeat. "She will be safe. I will never hurt Star, you know that." River only nodded in understanding, with Toffee giving a confident smile back. "So how is Moon anyway, still bossy like always?"

"We both know she's stubborn… But a wonderful person. Though in recent years, I am questioning her choices." River said seriously. Toffee had a blank expression, unsure what to say next. "I know if the situation…"

"It's not important." Toffee said quickly, silencing River. "I will keep in touch with you and…thank you for being an ally still. Would hate to lose a good friend." The call ended, with River closing his mirror phone. Putting it away, he rubbed his forehead, trying to process everything. Looking at the couch, Star and Marco were still having fun watching the TV. Smiling at the sight, River relaxed in his seat, thinking about something important.

The skies of Echo Creek were tinting orange, indicating nightfall was soon coming down in a few hours. A tired sigh from Rasticore was released, rubbing his long but fleshy 'human' arm. Next to him was a more cheerful but focused Pete, wearing his blue hood proudly. They walked across much of Echo Creek, trying to find the Diaz Household. "You need better tracking tech." Pete quipped.

"It's wonky thanks to this pathetic human form, skeleton." Rasticore spat back. "But only one more block before we get to the house. How are we going to walk in? I can't exactly break down the door with my powers in…this…form."

Pete snickered and stopped walking. "We talk to them. Like how we 'proper' monsters get things accomplished." Rasticore narrowed his gaze, feeling his right arm clenching into a fist. "I never questioned your skills, partner, just saying the obvious. Let me do the talking."

"Fine…but insult me again and you will be losing your head," Rasticore said gravely, but Pete only laughed it off. They continued walking but bumped into two people. "Watch it mortals!"

"Oh shut up dork." Janna annoyed, getting up and fixing her brown skirt. "Oh, newbies to this dump. Name's Janna, the resident…" She shook a thought away. "…trickster. My 'friend' that you also crashed into, is Jackie 'Bitch' Thomas."

"Gee, thanks for saying my name sooo correctly girl," Jackie said with sass, rubbing her helmet. She looked at the 'Human' Rasticore and Pete, rubbing her chin. "So you two are like brothers or something? You both look really alike."

Pete smirked, sliding toward Jackie and throwing his arm around her. "No, fair madden, I'm just a 'loser' boy that just happened to bump into a 'goddess' such as yourself. Nice to make your acquaintance." He made a mock bow, making Jackie blush. But Janna only snickered, noticing Pete winking at her. "Now, you two beauties likely are aware the Diaz's, correct? My brother and I was just going to…" He put his hand behind his back, snapping his fingers. A present appeared within his hidden hand, showing the gift to the girls. "…give a welcome greeting. That's what good neighbors do after all."

Rasticore felt his jaw drop, but only stood still, having a focused expression. 'He's good…' Walking closer to the girls, he folded his arms and gave a stern glare. "We want to make 'friends' with those people, so can you tell us where they live?"

"Should take some notes from your charming friend here," Jackie said slyly, making Pete form a smug grin. "But they are right over there. Can't-miss the house with the cacti and tower. Can't believe we have a magical princess in our town now…"

Janna sharply elbowed Jackie, giving a dark glare. "Yeah, keep spilling that information out. Real smart." Janna hissed. She turned toward Rasticore and Pete, giving a look that could be described as cold. "Don't hurt them. If you dare hurt Mar…my friends, you will get it."

"We won't be hurting them," Pete said, showing an honest smile. "But it's clear you care about them. They are likely very lucky to have you as their friend. Having good friends is important." He looked toward Jackie, giving a sharp look of contempt. "I mean, we humans are more than basic urges, am I right brother?"

Rasticore gave a smug grin, walking ahead. "Right you are a brother. Thank you for the help." Pete followed, waving Janna goodbye. The two disguised monsters gave content grins, walking toward the house. But Jackie and Janna had shocked expressions, for very different reasons.

"Dang, that hoody dude read you like a book girl." Janna teased but noticed Jackie having some tears coming down her face. "Oh, come on, don't start the waterworks here. He's right though…even if he doesn't know us." Janna looked behind, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "Think we got admirers."

"Just…shut up." Jackie wiped the tears away and kicked down her board. "Uh…sorry for being a 'bitch'. I'm not that shallow. I left Marco for…" Janna placed a warm hand on her shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. "Thank you for understanding."

"No prob. But understanding and agreeing with something are completely different things girl." Janna let go, having a blank expression. "So, ready to shred some rails and wipe out a few times?" Jackie grew a smile again, jumping on her teal skateboard.

"You know it!" She skated ahead as Janna followed. Fixing her helmet, she thought about something. 'I'm not a bad person…right? I did the right thing.' Kicking the ground harder, she propelled ahead faster, unaware of Janna now running alongside her.

Walking toward the Diaz House finally made progress for the 'guise' duo of Rasticore and Pete, getting inches away from the large door and cacti. Rasticore raised his 'human' eyebrow, folding his arms together in slight annoyance. "Oh, what is it 'partner'? Worried about nothing?"

"I'm concerned that they might not let us in. Remember, we are strangers." Rasticore answered, but was earned a waved hand from Pete. He pressed the doorbell, footsteps coming toward the door. Turning the knob was heard, making a small creaking noise. "Hello, Mr. Diaz. We are here to introduce yourselves."

The door opened fully, showing a slightly confused Marco. "Uh…I never meet you two before. Are you from the school?" Rasticore scratched his head but Pete elbowed him, fixing his hoodie. "Oh, a fan of hoodies too. Where did you get yours? I order mine in bulk."

Pete chuckled, holding out his hand. "I have my ways. The name is Peter Angelo. Next to me is my brother Andy Angelo. We are new in town and trying to figure things out. Can we come in?" Marco took Pete's hand and shook it firmly.

"Let me get my parents, as they love neighbors." Marco turned around, not looking back. "Wait outside please." Rasticore and Pete nodded, staying still. But both saw Star getting up from her seat, arms folded and blue eyes fiercely studying them. She intently looked at Pete specifically, tapping her chin in thought.

"Do I know you?" Star asked questioningly, making Pete snicker to himself quietly. Rasticore coughed, getting Star's attention. "Oh, uh…name's Star. New to Echo Creek too? Moved in here just a week or so ago."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Rasticore bowed respectfully, making Star raise an eyebrow. "We are also new here, so my brother and I hope to get some help." Star gave a faint smile, relaxing her arms and shoulders, which she felt were tense for some reason.

Pete just looked at Star, taking her in. 'She's…so different from when I was first assigned to watch over her.' He gave a somber frown, throwing up his blue hood. 'I can't look at her…not until I'm ready.' Pete shoved his hands into pockets, looking to the side, studying the seemingly moving cacti.

Star was about to say something to Pete but was interrupted by joyful shouts from Mr. and Mrs. Diaz. "Welcome to Echo Creek our Vecinos (Neighbors)!" Marco had to hold in laughter, wiping a joyful tear away. "Please, come in!" Rasticore and Pete finally entered the house, being guided into the kitchen. Pete gave Star a quick glance before looking away, something that didn't go unnoticed by Star or Marco.

Marco placed a hand on Star's shoulder, looking seriously in her blue eyes. She shook her head as if answering a question Marco was about to ask. He sighed, giving a small smile. The two walked into the kitchen. Everyone was sitting down, including River Butterfly. Rasticore felt his chest tighten at the sight of the Mewni King but kept a smile on his human face. Pete took off his hood, giving a joyful smirk at the Diaz's.

"So, where are you two from?" Mr. Diaz asked joyfully, passing two cups of coffee to the 'brothers'. Pete took the cup, its scent familiar to his senses. Rasticore slugged the whole thing down, wiping his mouth. Mrs. Diaz poured another cup for Rasticore, making the 'human' nod thankfully.

"We are from New York," Pete answered casually, feeling his nerves slightly getting calmer. His vision was locked on Mrs. Diaz, unaware of Star intently studying him. "The city was too busy sometimes." He swished his coffee around in the cup, letting its vapors linger in the air. "Cars hit a bit hard for my liking." Taking a sip from the drink, he felt his eyes grow wide, chapping his lips. 'Tasting something…guess these guises I magic'ed up really are useful.'

"I always wanted to visit New York," Marco commented, laying back in his chair. He closed his eyes, thinking about something. "The sights, sounds and music really interest me." He turned to Star, who seemed somewhat confused. "You'll love it there Star! Tons of great stuff to see and do."

"Like what?" Star asked, her blue eyes sparkling with interest. Marco tapped his chin, before snapping his fingers. Mr. and Mrs. Diaz only shook their heads with pride, taking a drink from their cups. Pete and Rasticore had blank expressions.

"There are these things called 'Broadway Plays', where actors dance and sing while wearing various costumes and…" Star stood up and gave a beaming smile toward Marco. She nearly tackled him off the chair, but he caught her before that could happen. "Yes, the costumes are designed by talented artists. Though it is based on…"

"Stories? Colors?! Patterns!?" Star nearly shouted, hugging Marco tighter as her voice rose higher. He held back laughter due to being lost in her blue eyes. "You have to take me there. Like, now Marco."

Marco only kissed her cheek, having a mock grin on his face. "I will plan a special surprise." Star pouted, jumping off his lap and back into her seat. "What? I said we will see one of the shows…"

"I want to pick it," Star said firmly. Marco raised a finger but Star folded her arms, giving a stern expression. "Seriously, it's my choice, Diaz." He sighed, giving a kind expression, nodding in agreement.

"Can I at least show you some plays so you get an idea of them?" Star smiled back. "Thanks, I know you will love it." The two lovers giggled and drank some of their coffee, but were unaware of the shocked expression Pete gave to Rasticore. Closing his eyes, he felt memories of dark moments creep up.

Getting up, he looked at the Diaz's and River. "Know where the bathroom is?" Marco nodded and left with him. The table continued chatting, River laughing at a comment Rasticore made while Star talked with Mrs. Diaz on the origins of playwriting. Mr. Diaz looked to where Pete walked off to, rubbing his chin. Shrugging his shoulders, he joined in on the discussion despite feeling some worry in the air.

Marco and Pete make their way up the stairs in silence. Marco felt something was 'off' with his 'neighbor', but said nothing. 'I get wanting to hide something, but hope he talks soon.' Marco and Pete walked toward the bathroom door, Pete nodding in thanks. Just as he was about to walk in, Marco put a hand on his shoulder, giving a worried look. "We just met but you okay? I'm here if you need someone to talk with."

Pete bit his lip, giving a fake confident grin. "Nah, I'm cool. Just thinking about stuff. Be out in a sec." He walked inside, locking the door. Sliding down, he let pent up emotions run loose. His arms shook violently, hands covering his shifting human/skull face. 'Can't…let this guise vanish…cannot cast that spell again.' Taking a few deep breaths, he stood up, restoring his form. Looking in the mirror, he fully took in his human appearance.

Bright red eyes were supported by the thin black hair and stubby cheeks. Body frame was short, supporting his blue hood and baggy cargo pants. "It's like my human form…the one I had before…" He took another deep breath, putting both hands on the edges of the sink. "No, I'm not human. I'm a monster…for letting Star suffer so much." He looked in the mirror, frowning harshly at his reflection.

Closing his eyes, he recalled everything with his 'friendship' with Tom.

"Can't believe it…I finally have her Pete. Isn't she amazing?"

"What do you mean man? She's been your girlfriend for a few months now."

"Notice the headband?"

"What head…no …You didn't… I thought you weren't like your father?"

"Are we really getting into this…"

"Yes, we are. Star, are you in there? Say something."

"…"

"She isn't speaking…you have full control, don't you?"

"Demon magic mixed with science does wonders."

"She isn't happy. Look at her eyes. They want to kill you."

"As if she can do anything…right, my Queen?"

"I love you, my prince."

"See, she really does love me."

"…You really are quality king material bro…you really are."

"Thanks. Now I'm taking my queen on a date. You keep watching."

"Yeah yeah…hold up. Can I say something to Star first? I mean, I AM going to keep an eye on you two as your guard."

"Sure, be back in a sec."

"Love you, my prince."

"…"

"Star…You can't do anything but I know you can hear me. I'm giving you…something special. A small bit of my magic. I'm good allies with someone that deeply loves you. When the time is right, use this to escape. I'm going to pretend to be okay with this situation. But know I'm on your side."

"Th… an… k…"

"You ready Starship?"

"Yes, my prince."

"See you later Pete!"

"Yeah… Bro."

Pete opens his eyes, feeling tears slide down his cheeks. He punches the counter in self-hatred. "I could have done more…" Marco opened the door, peeking inside.

"Dude are you…" Marco opened the door fully, entering combat stance. "Okay, where's Peter?" Pete looked at his hands, seeing bony fingers. He smirked, putting them away in his pockets. Walking toward Marco, he only looked right into his brown eyes. "Peter? That's you…isn't it? I bet that…"

"We are both monsters, sent here for a reason. Tell everyone I passed out, resting in your room or something. I need to talk to Star one-on-one." Marco clenched his fists, glaring harshly at Pete. "Your instincts are right, I'm linked to demon jerk. I have magic and can hurt you…" Pete let out his hands, folding his arms. "I won't though, knowing you actually do love Star."

Marco let his guard down, feeling confused. "Okay, I guess…so what happened?" Pete walked out of the bathroom, holding out his right hand. He charged it with some magic, placing a finger on Marco's forehead. "What are you…?" Marco stopped speaking, feeling his eyes roll into the back of his head. The rush of odd memories danced throughout his brain. Marco jumped back, shaking his head in an attempt to ward off the horrifying images. "Tom did… And you helped…Star went through..."

Pete nodded and slid down the wall, throwing up his hood. Marco joined him, looking at the monster expectantly. "Star will tell you the full story but I'm here to sever that bond she has with Tom. It will help her, trust me."

Marco only made a thin smile in response, looking at his right hand. The fuzzy memories he just experienced filled him with rage and anger. Looking at Pete, the two exchanged a somber look, one that said everything. Both got up, heading down the stairs.

Echo Creek's skate-park is one of the more visited locations of the town, clearly shown with graffiti and various scruff marks painting the ramps and many halfpipes. Janna leaned back on a brown tree, drinking some soda while light strumming from a guitar can be heard to her left. Oskar flipped his hair back, tweaking his guitar and making it sound just right. Smirking at a pleased rift, Oskar leans back and made soft strums. Janna elbowed him, not fully getting his attention. "Should be paying more attention to hailstorm over there."

Oskar looked up and saw Jackie making kickflips, having a blast skating. He noticed her more somber eyes though, frowning slightly. "She's worried about something, but not telling me about it." He put his guitar down, folding his arms together. "We are coming close to the anniversary of Jessica's death." Janna felt her heart shiver at the mention of that name. Oskar raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled at Janna. "Don't tell me you forgot…"

"No…I would never forget my partner in crime." Janna said firmly, standing tall and sitting down right next to Oskar. "Did Jackie mention her at all?" Oskar shook his head, making Janna give a cold smirk toward Jackie, blissfully unaware of the expression. "So why does she give a damn…"

"Because she loved her like we all did," Oskar said in a serious tone. Janna only shoved her hands within her brown skirt's pockets, looking at Jackie and other people skating. The wind was making a light breeze, making the leave slowly land on the ground. "You can bet Marco is thinking about her." He gave a weak smile, flipping his hair over one single eye. "Glad that Star chick showed up in his life. He's going to need her."

Janna gave a genuine smile, laying back on the bench. "Yeah…good, he has someone." Silence took over, with the two teens only looking ahead. "Happy he's opening up to us again. Been so…long. Miss messing with the dork."

"I hear ya. Glad I got my bro back." Oskar lightly strummed his guitar, playing a tune Janna perked up at. She tapped the leaf-covered ground, humming to the music. While the two were enjoying a calming moment, Jackie was focused on one thing.

Slamming the ground with her white sneakers, she darted ahead, launching up into the air and performing 360 spins. It was at such a speed, many other skaters stopped what they were doing. She landed gracefully on the ground, but immediately, glided across the ground. Performing a kick-flip, she landed on a nearby rail. Sparks were coming off her board as Jackie pressed down hard on the railing. The wood of the board was making small 'cracking' sounds but she jumped off the rail before further damage could be done.

Riding toward a ramp, she kicked the ground hard once more, racing toward the ramp for a jump. Flying into the air, she pulled off an impressive grab and a few spins, landing gracefully on the ground. "Wow! Pretty Skater-Girl did it again!" A familiar voice emitted. Jackie turned around sharply, feeling her heart sink at the sight. It was a small hooded girl, having a toothy smile and balled head. Her innocent brown eyes bored into Jackie's soul. "You rode that rail like you did my bro's heart."

Jackie flinched at the comment, slowly backing away. "I…I didn't do anything wrong," She muttered, feeling her nerves grow on edge. "I thought you died? Why are you…" The little girl only walked away, into a nearby pile of leaves. Jackie raced after 'Jessica' but after pushing the pile aside, the girl was gone. "What was…" She shook her head, having a nervous laugh. "That…that was all in my head."

"Yo! Pulled off some amazing moves babe." Oskar complemented, walking closer to Jackie, holding his guitar firmly. Janna folded her arms, giving Jackie a smug smile. "Are you okay though? Look as if you saw a ghost." Jackie looked at the pile of leafs, feeling nervous.

"I thought I saw…" She rubbed her arm, having a downcast expression. "Nothing…just nothing. Likely heard some of the guys talking." Oskar raised an eyebrow but Janna gave an understanding smile.

"You saw her, didn't you?" Janna said seriously, earning a shocked look from Jackie. "Hey, I saw her a few times. The little devil always watches us. What did she say?" Jackie opened her mouth but closed it shut. Janna scratched her beanie-covered head, shrugging her shoulders in response. "Whatevs. Now…" She threw her arm around Jackie, pointing toward her board. "It's my turn now to ride."

Jackie gave a sly smile, tossing the board over to Janna in addition to her helmet. "Go, nuts girl." Janna skated off and just did some basic spins. Sitting down on the bench, she covered her face. Oskar sat down next to Jackie, rubbing her sweaty back. "I'm not a bad person…am I?" Oskar simply pulled her into a warm embrace.

"No, you're not. You made mistakes but sometimes, life offers a way to fix them." He lets her go, lifting her chin slightly while giving a toothy smile. "Just gotta be aware of the chances when they open up." Jackie wiped her face, removing any tears coming down. She rested her head on Oskar's shoulders, closing her eyes and relaxing her nerves.

Oskar looked up in the sky, having a neutral expression. He held Jackie's hand, never looking away from the bright blue above him.

After talking with the Daiz's, 'Andy', and River for a while over some pizza and soda, Star sat outside the household, sitting on its stoop. It was now nighttime, a bright white moon shining down on Star. She closed her eyes, feeling its warm light. "Like the moon too, huh?" Star opened them, seeing Pete sit down next to her. His hood was up and hands within pockets, blocking his 'monster-like' features. "I liked its white color…though it can be red sometimes."

"Red Moon?" Star asked in confusion, watching Pete shrug his shoulders in response. She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Where have you been anyway? Marco said you got sick from the coffee and lounged on his bed for the day. Sorry about that."

Pete snickered, pulling off his hood. "It's fine, but I wasn't sick. Just trying to find the right words to say." He turned toward Star, who had a shell-shocked expression. "I know you might hate me, but can I explain myself first?" Star bit her lip, tightly clenching her hidden wand. "Thanks…I wasn't really Tom's best friend. Just a 'plant' for someone that has a keen eye for you. If Tom figured out I wasn't on his side back then, I don't think you ever would have gotten free." He looked up at the moon, making a light chuckle. "My magic may have helped you literally escape, but that moon did most of the work, unlocking your true powers."

Star looked at the moon, shifting from white to red. Her eyes went wide in realization. "So…the Blood Moon…is not a curse? I faintly remember that cursed thing binding myself to him. But it helped me…twice." Star looked at Pete, having a fearful look in her blue eyes. "So…as long as…"

"The bond is something powerful, but demons used it for generations to control their 'mates'. If Tom was to ever return, he could use the power to control you again, even with your strength." Pete took out a small red dagger, lightly spinning it within his bony hands. "But my boss gave me this, a special tool that can sever the bond completely. It might hurt a bit but…you will be better off."

Star grabbed the red dagger, intently studying it. The crimson steel felt cold against Star's fingerless gloves. Touching the handle, she felt intense magic flowing through the blade. "So I stab myself here…" She points a finger near her heart. "…And it cuts the red string?"

"You...know about the strings of fate?" Pete asks in shock, with Star nodding. "How? Very few people even…" Star lightly giggled, holding up her wand.

"When I sleep, sometimes I feel a kind force watching me." Star put the wand down on her lap, giving a knowing smile to the sky. "I don't know her name, but I learn about things like strings and magic. The voice is so…soothing, almost motherly." She sighed, holding up the dagger and looking at Pete. "So this won't hurt me, at least not too much, right?" Pete nodded, standing up and looking away from Star.

"But before you do anything…I want to say sorry for not doing enough." He took a deep breath before continuing. "You are a good person, as my boss talked such high praise for you, always saying you will be a wonderful Queen of Mewni. But I failed him, even enjoying helping that spineless demon." He clenched his fist before letting the pent-up anger go. "I will make it up to him…to you…but do you trust me to help?"

Star blinked a few times, looking at the dagger and Pete. "You…helped me get away from Tom. I remember you speaking to me... Like a person, not an object. I hated acting that way, being so proper and robot-like. I'm my own person again…" She looked behind her, seeing Marco talking to Rasticore, River and the Diaz's joyfully. "I have someone that really loves me now…" Looking at the dagger, she tightly clenches it and holds it next to her heart. "I'm not losing myself again. I refuse." She jabbed the dagger into her chest, feeling bright red spurting out of her.

Pete covered his mouth, but Marco kicking down the door prevented him from doing anything. Marco rushed over to Star, unsure what was even going on. She stayed still, but once she felt Marco's touch, she embraced him in a loving hug. The bright red that escaped from Star flowed around Marco, slowly turning into hundreds of tiny red strings. Any wound that was on Star's chest was gone as if the dagger did nothing at all. Her eyes glowed a vivid white, as did Marcos, before both passed out in each other's arms.

Rasticore, the Diaz's and River rushed outside; unaware of Pete's presence. "What happened?!" River shouted, trying to wake up Star but nothing happening. Pressing his head on her chest, she sighed in relief hearing her breathe. The Diaz's mirrored him relieved their son was okay. Rasticore held back a content smile, knowing his mission was complete.

"Let me help them inside," Rasticore commented, with him picking up Marco while River picked up Star. The family and 'neighbors' helped the two teens on the couch, covering them with a light sheet. Mrs. Diaz felt Marco and Star's heads for a fever but felt nothing.

"Good…they aren't sick. River, can you…" He only nodded, pulling up a chair and watching the two teens like a hawk. Mr. Diaz walked into the kitchen, with Rasticore joining him. They sat down, Mr. Diaz rubbing his head in worry.

"They just passed out it seems. Maybe they 'made out' or something and was shocked by it?" Rasticore asked, making Mr. Diaz chuckle lightly. He sighed in relief, picking this as the reason the two teens passed out. "I need to get my brother and head home…but thank you for the hospitality."

"No problem, it was fun chatting with you before." Rasticore nodded, shaking Mr. Daiz's hand and leaving the house as Mrs. Diaz waved goodbye. Pete jumped out of the bush, fixing his hoodie of any leaves hanging off it. He smirked at his partner, the two jumping into a portal back to their home.

In the endless void, two beings were walking out of a cave, holding some odd gauntlet object. "So Leb…this will help me control golden magic? And what is golden magic anyway?" Leb tinkered with his robotic arm before Tom elbowed him. Looking at him questioningly, he only grinned, folding his arms together.

"Just the magic your special princess uses. Can be a good tool to capture her again…though we need some way to 'cage' or control her…" He tapped his chin before snapping his fingers. "There is a special dungeon here, called the 'Cave of Rings'. I think we can find something there that can help us." Tom only nodded, giving a faint smile to his partner. The two continued their walk but after a few minutes, Tom stood in place. Leb stopped moving, turning around to check on Tom. "You okay kiddo?"

Tom felt his body freeze as if everything stopped working. A bright red light shined down from the sky, shocking other travelers in the void. Vivid rays of light struck Tom violently, making him unleash an ear-piercing scream of pain. It echoed across the Void, making everyone hide in fear. Leb only watched in awe, seeing Tom fall to the ground with a loud thud. Snapping out of the trance, he walked over him, helping Tom up.

"I…feel…weak. Weaker than before. What…" Leb thought about this before his face grew glum. Walking in silence, Tom didn't say anything else. The two felt deathly eyes watching them, seemingly aware of what transpired. Leb placed Tom down at their campsite after their long walk. Tom laid down on a block of wood, noticing Leb being oddly silent. 'He's never this quiet…' He got up slowly, rubbing his neck. "What happened to me? Something the Void does to people sometimes?"

Leb put down a stick, which he was using to cook a dead animal they hunted the other day. His robotic eye glowed darkly, making Tom jump back slightly. "The bond you had with the princess is broken. The Blood Moon shined down upon you. It's not pleased with you, something that never happened before. I've been around the block kiddo, longer than you realize. I've met the past generation or two of blood lovers. But what you seemed to try with the Butterfly? Not wise, I would say. Shouldn't have taken her to that ball thing you told me about. But hey, I'm not the demon here."

"Wait…the Blood Moon Bond can break?" Tom asked in slight surprised. "My father told me that can never happen…" The two heard girlish laughter, making Tom ready his gun-blade and Leb charges up his robot arm. A hooded figure appeared before them, having sickly glowing red heart marks and a dark grin. "No…you can't be here!" He lunged at the figure but she blasted him like nothing. Tom groaned from pain, unable to get up. She turned her attention to Leb, who had a blank expression.

"You are helping this jerk? Why?" She asked questioningly, seemingly surprised. Leb said nothing, only charging his arm, forming a black ball within his palm. It shot forward, but the hooded girl swatted it away. "Oh, I get it know. You are that warrior Mom warned me about. But considering I killed two powerful people, you shouldn't be too hard to take out."

"So this is your dark form Princess?" Leb asked mockingly, standing up and cracking his knuckles. "Funny you aren't taking over the princess fully yet. Why present yourself to us now?" The figure laughed as if Leb told a good joke. She took off her hood, revealing angered blue eyes and ghastly gashes across her body. Leb nearly gasped at her appearance. "Who…did that to you?"

"Your friend," Star said coldly before slowly walking off, but stopped. "The bond is severed. I'm tied to a new person now. Someone that really does love me. You two jerks dare to fuck with me, I will kill you both, without an ounce of regret. You understand?"

"We are still going after you, but I get it." Leb walked over to Tom, violently kicking his side. "Sure demon boy here will get that too. We are clever buggers, always up for a challenge though." Star smirked, throwing up her hood and walking off into the distance. Tom sat up, moaning at his intense pain.

"She…can appear before you too?" Leb shrugged his shoulder, tossing a green bottle toward Tom. He slugged it down, feeling refreshed if still hurt. "What now?" Leb only grinned, making Tom smile back at him.

Marco and Star snap awake, feeling intense relief wash over them. Looking at one another, they smile awkwardly, hugging one another joyfully. "You okay?" Both said in unison, letting go and looking at each other in bafflement. "Stop doing that!" They echoed again, earning a chuckle from River. "Dad/River!"

"Nice to see you two lovebirds awake." River said with slight relief, folding his arms together. "Seems like you two only passed out before." Star rubbed her neck worriedly, with Marco oddly enough mirroring her exactly.

"I think…I 'fixed' something about myself before." Star said carefully, putting hands on her lap and forming a small smile. "Things will be okay now." She took Marco's hand, the two feeling a surge of lighting at the simple touch. "Right Marco?"

He smiled, nodding in agreement and looking at River. "So you watched us sleep for hours?" He laughed hearted, getting up and slapping Marco's back. "Ow…" River left the room, hiding a thankful smile on his face. Star rested her head on Marco's shoulders, sighing contently. "But what…really happened before? I saw red coming out of you…but it wasn't blood."

"That was an odd string…not exactly sure what it does, but I feel really relieved." She kissed Marco's cheek and closed her eyes. "I'm completely free now…" He put his arm around Star's shoulder, looking out the window. A bright red moon shined down on the two of them, making Star's heart marks glow a vivid red. Marco felt an odd tingling on his cheek but shrugged it off. Closing his own eyes, he covered himself and Star, unaware of a small yin-yang mark flashing on his right cheek before vanishing.

The blood moon continued to shine, but its rays were peaceful, almost tranquil. Across various locations and dimensions, everyone marveled at the orb in the sky, with three different kingdoms reacting very differently to the moon's appearance. Toffee had his chair looking out the window of his office, smiling widely at the red object in the sky. Drinking some of his swamp water, he enjoyed the peaceful sight in the sky. "You are redeemed, Pete. Good work."

Massive Review Round-Up Time!

RobLebron - Your character's flashback will happen later in the story but you got a role this chapter, something I hope you enjoyed :).

Anonymous. MISTER Anonymous - Moon and Toffee have a VERY interesting history, I will tell you that much for sure ;). But Ludo and Toffee being equals is something I wanted to make clear here; Toffee is leading more than a small band of monsters.

Momijifan Low-Ki - Happy you enjoyed the last chapter and even if this latest one took so long, hope you enjoy this one.

MindCleaver27 - You get a lot of Star and Marco in this one, with the last chapter built to 'focus' on the extended cast. That was needed, as the story isn't JUST about Star and Marco. Thank you for reading my story!

Bedrock Armor - Glad you liked my perspective shifts!

your manDrake - Thank you yet again for the massive review! The Blood Moon plays a very, very important role in this story, having a key spot in this very chapter.

Nina - You are both right AND wrong at the same time. Will just say that much ;).

SoulsWrath - Thank you for the review! Will go back to earlier chapters and fix that error you pointed out for sure. Jackie isn't completely 'nasty' but I do give her context later in the story. This chapter showed some of her guilt if you paid close attention to her scenes.

Reviews on Chap. 14 - I was in a dark place when I wrote that update post with...really bad personal news creeping up on me. And my faith in the canon show hitting a complete nosedive. But I feel a lot better about many things now. The show, my personal life, etc. So thank you all for the lengthy PM's, reviews and support. I'm blessed and thankful to have royal readers like yourselves. Thank you :).