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I Summon the All-Seeing Eye	By : all_possible_worlds Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 29523 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter 17: Reveal to Me That Which is Hidden
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Were Star to be entirely honest with herself, she would have had to admit she felt a little bit neglected as Jackie carried their boyfriend off into the sunrise, leaving her to deal with the fallout of the duel. In a similar spirit of honesty, however, Star would also have had to admit that Jackie had well and truly earned it. If she hadn't done so by defeating White, then she had by leaving the other two teens alone to sort out their issues the previous night.
It was exceedingly fair that it was now the skateboarder girl who got some time alone with Marco. It was also no lie to say that Star was way happier for him, and for Jackie, than she was sad for herself. She knew that she would have her own opportunities to celebrate with Marco later, when they were back home, after all. Nevertheless, and despite the disguises, having the two of them flee together so publicly, and leave her the odd girl out in front of all these princesses, was a bit irritating. Only a bit, not much; and then only if she were being honest with herself. Star Butterfly was seldom honest with herself.
"Ok, you!" she pointed her wand at the lanky green-eyed brunette, the girl Snow White had called Cass. "Take me to where she put Ponyhead, and don't you dare make a wrong move!"
Star didn't exactly know where the top of tower three was, not from the inside at least, having never been there. The last time they were in St. O's, she simply blew up the transmorfidian crystal with a far reaching blast from the courtyard grounds. That was not, generally, the approach to take when rescuing hostages, and so she could use a guide. White's former two flunkies were at this point the chief candidates, given that they would know for sure where the evil princess kept any prisoners. Of those two, Star had enough experience with the tusked purple princess not to want her anywhere near her face. So that left the other one. Better the devil you didn't know, reasoned Star. After all, strangers were often just friends you hadn't met.
Cass, turned out, was a princess of few words. In response to Star's order and, well, implied threat, she simply nodded, and begun walking towards the tower. She opened the door and guided the mewman up the spiral stairway. Right before she followed her inside, Star observed that the top of the tower had actually been fully replaced: a wooden watchtower now sat atop the stone spire. Whoops! She might have gone a teeny tiny bit overboard with her spells last time she was here!
They walked alone. Not because the princesses of St. Olga's had any particular respect for the privacy of Star's reunion with her best bestie on all of Mewni. But because, Snow White being gone and all, they had decided to throw an impromptu party to celebrate their newly recovered freedom. Despite the vague sense of irritation with which her friends' departure had left her, Star smiled.
It seemed that not only the sun had returned the moment the vampire princess of fairy tale folklore had admitted defeat, but also, just as quickly, the true spirit of the St. Olga's rebel princesses was back as well: that of rebellion not against their parents, or against any perceived higher authority, but only against responsibility itself. Which, all in all, suited Star just fine. Sure, she had to get Ponyhead and Glintwisp back first, but soon enough all five of them would join the party, and then she would get to be as carefree as all the other rebel princesses. Leave dealing with her mom, and whatever she thought of her relationship and her public image, for another day. Another day like, say: never.
"So, I was wondering," she queried her guide, as the two princesses were about halfway up the tower and the cheers outside had begun to become too muted to hear. "Why were you on Snow White's side? I mean, no offense, but, well, you don't seem… I dunno… evil? Guess I can understand if you didn't know what she was, but…"
"Her darkness was apparent to me from the moment I first laid my eyes on her, same as you now," Cass replied. Her tone flat as she walked forward, giving no sign of surprise or concern.
"You mean you knew she was a vampire? You knew then what we know now? But then..." Star pondered, flicking her wand against her chin. Then, suddenly, in realization, she jumped, pointing her wand back at Cass. Her expression went fierce and hard, as she steeled herself for the fight ahead. "So… are you like her? A vampire?! What's your game?"
The girl named Cass laughed mirthlessly. "My game is one with no moves left. I chose the white queen, knowing her to be a cruel one, in the hope that she would forestall greater darkness. Now the black queen has captured this simple pawn of fate, and the whole board is all but lost."
"That didn't make a lick of sense!" protested Star, still not letting her wand down.
"I am afraid it will, in time, Queen Star," Cass added. "But you have little to fear from me now, I have resigned myself to the inevitable."
"I am not a queen!" Star protested. Part of her felt that she had to add 'yet'. But another part of her reminded herself that she might wish to avoid it altogether, if she could. Specially given that on top of every sucky thing about being queen, it apparently also meant she couldn't be with Marco, and Jackie. Not without carefully weighting how every single person in Mewni might feel about what, if you asked Star, was none of their damn business!
The green-eyed girl turned back, looking surprised for the first time. She regarded Star for a good long while, like she were reading the pages of a book rather than the face of a person. "Yes. Perhaps not a queen yet. Without a proper coronation, that title might yet be another's. I could advise you to not leave the space open for those who would usurp it, for they are each and all more overtly cruel than yourself. But it matters not in truth. Your kingdom, and more than your kingdom, is already lost..."
There was something in that voice which made Star feel like a cold wind had passed through her. This whole conversation was getting more disturbing by the minute, and there was something about the way the other girl spoke, that made her think the warnings in her words were not idle threats. They didn't really sound like threats at all, in fact. The brunette spoke regretfully, almost with pity. Star wasn't sure she wanted to keep hearing this, and at the same time, something told her it would be unwise not to listen on.
But Cass spoke no more, and Star didn't feel she was an immediate threat, and so they walked in silence. They arrived to the top of the stairs before the mewman princess could think of any more questions to ask.
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"Well, what in the world took you so long, B-Fly!?" shouted Ponyhead, grinning, the instant Star kicked down the door. Cass, holding the key she had just retrieved from her pocket, simply sighed in resignation.
"Flying Princess Pony Head!" yelled Star back, a broad smile extending from one cheek to the other, her worries forgotten in the elation of finding her bestie safe and sound. The reason she always greeted Ponyhead with her full name was lost even to her, an old tradition, probably born from one of their childhood private jokes, now forgotten. "Are you ok? Did she hurt you?"
"Oh, B-Fly, she tried!" Ponyhead assured her, then grinned proudly and winked at her. "But I was way too tough for her, gurrl!"
"Nobody tried anything. Princess White sent her two lieutenants for us, and they simply muzzled her and encased me in a jar," corrected Glintwisp, huffing indignantly at that later fact, "and then dragged us here... Wait! Watch out, princess Star! One of them is behind you!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Star waved the pixie princess' warnings off. "She is with me. Says she is not a vampire. I believe her."
"A what?! Why would she be a vampire? Gurrl... you get into the craziest troubles..." Ponyhead seemed to think for a moment after saying that, and only, it shall be noted, after. "... well, second craziest! After me! But tell me, B-fly, what happened out there?! I am so sad we missed it! You must have really whooped that witch's ass!"
"She was a vampire, not a witch," clarified Star, helpfully. "And well, it wasn't me, the one who kicked her ass was Jackie... I mean, Prince Jack," she corrected herself, a smidgen too late, as she looked at her green-eyed guide. Sure, both other princess had met Jackie on Mewni, and knew the truth, but it wouldn't do to have their former, and perhaps current, enemy, to hear something like that. "You should have seen he... him! S...He was awesome!"
"Yes," Cass confirmed, "the maid in the knightly attire was remarkably nimble, beyond all which could have been fairly expected."
Well, so much for Jackie's secret! The brunette princess' tone was laced with mockery thick enough for even Star to catch on. She stressed the word 'maid', as well as 'fairly'. However it was she knew things, it seemed a matter of fact that she knew well the truth behind 'Prince Jack' and his gifts.
"What? You mean Monkey Face slayed a vampire?" Ponyhead whistled, or whinnied, or something in between, genuinely impressed. "I don't say this often, but those two earth turds are not half bad... But like, don't ever tell them I said that!"
After that, Ponyhead finally managed to stay quiet long enough for Star to tell her and Glintwisp all about Jackie's duel with White. Cass simply walked out to the window, looking outside, seemingly disinterested. Or perhaps in deep thought. It hadn't sounded to the mewman as if the vampire princess was her friend, but still, the green-eyed girl might not have been all that comfortable with Star's retelling of White's defeat, or with the loud cheers and gasps from the other two princesses.
Star, for herself, felt happier the more she told the story. As she spoke about the human girl cutting a bloody gash through the night creature's shoulder, or piercing its chest, she felt a burst of pride and excitement spread from her own heart. She felt joy in describing how the girl kicked away White's sword, then picked her own back from her opponent's body and held her to surrender with the blade against her neck. As she recounted Jackie's final victory, Star felt... she felt invincible. And well, she felt a little turned on, actually.
Wait, no, that wasn't right. She wasn't into Jackie! So why did she...? oh. Oh! Duh. Star knew what Jackie had planned the moment she took off with Marco in her arms. She should have been ready, she should have expected it. But she had been busy thinking a million other things about them, and about getting to Ponyhead, and so, she forgot. She forgot all about the link! Now it dawned on her that the pride, and the joy, and the invincibleness - was that a word? - and of course the, well, excitement, she felt, were all Jackie's own. Or maybe what Marco perceived from Jackie? It wasn't clear how much of the connection extended to the other human teen, as well as it did to their mutual boyfriend. But if it was hitting her this strongly, now rather than before, it meant that Marco and Jackie had probably just arrived to wherever they eloped to, and were about to... Ok, thinking about it definitely was not helping Star calm down!
"Oh! So she just let her go? Just like that?!" exploded Ponyhead as soon as the princess of Mewni got to the end of her tale. "What was Monkey Face thinking?! If it had been me against that White beyoch, I would have just skewered her with my horn! Like this!" she stabbed the air with a flourish of her head.
Star had been besties with Ponyhead long enough to know that no good would come of mentioning that her horn would probably not count as a stake as far as vampires were concerned. Nor would it had been useful to remind her that the reason they were all here was because Ponyhead had been here, had been faced with Princess White and her brief reign of terror, and had chosen the rather sensible course of looking for help. It also did not help that Star was beginning to blush, and feel her breath quicken. For the first time, she was regretting her strange connection to Marco.
"Wait, Princess Star, there is a part that doesn't make sense to me," Glintwisp observed, flying up to the mewman in an attempt to get her diminutive voice noticed against the background of Ponyhead's ever more bold statements about what she would have done if it had been just her against Snow White. "You said that after Princess White, eh, transformed, that your friend was not able to match her in speed, right? Yet, after you froze time, sorry, slowed time, and she rejected your help, she was suddenly able to land multiple hits, and block without magical shielding too. That doesn't sound right..."
"What you talking about gurrl?" retorted Star's bestie. "Clearly she just saw how awesome B-fly was, and trying to not let herself be totally outmatched by my gurl here, she rose to the challenge!"
"Well, I think that could be part of it," Star said, bitting her lip. Part because she had a confession to make, part because an image of Jackie kissing Marco's chest had just popped into her mind. "But I might also have interpreted her request, ah, creatively. Like, she asked me for two seconds, so I gave them to her..." her voice turned to a whisper "... in every minute of the fight after that."
She had sped up Jackie's own personal time by an extra 1/30th for the reminder of the fight. It wasn't much of a push at all, the victory was still Jackie's in the end. At most Star had only given her the chance to match White's unnatural speed. It was not much more on top of all the spells she had cast on her in the beginning. But, since she casted that last one during the duel, rather than in advance, it did technically count as cheating. Star glanced at Cass to see if the brunette protested, but she seemed not to notice. Right, she probably knew already. There was something so very creepy about that girl!
Star couldn't finish that thought, because that very moment she got a jolt of adrenaline as she felt Marco's knees hit the floor. She could see, and feel, herself crawling in all fours towards Jackie, through her boyfriend's eyes, the human girl still dressed in full prince outfit.
"Hey, come think of it, where are Monkey Face and Earth Turd?" pouted Ponyhead. Clearly the implications of Star cheating in the fight with White had gone right over her head. She loved her best bestie on Mewnie, but sometimes the Cloud Kingdom princess could really be rather cloud-headed. "I'd thought they would be with you..."
"Ah," Star gasped. In her mind, she could see the answer to her bestie's question way too clearly. For once, Star decided to go with the truth, or something close enough, "Well, Marco and Jackie are dating and, they probably wanted some time alone in private to, like, comfort each other after the fight and stuff..."
"Sure, Star, but, well, aren't you like their girlfriend too?" Ponyhead asked like it was the most blatantly obvious thing in the world.
Glintwisp's eyes went wide in surprise. Cass stared out of the window, bored.
"What?! No! Yes!" Star scrambled to respond. "Ok, sort of... But, how do you know?"
"Gurrl, it is kinda obvious from seeing the three of you. I mean, those two go without saying, of coooourse," the other princess explained. "But like, you and Earth Turd had gotten into a fight before I dragged you both here and you patched stuff up - no need to thank me! I am nice like that! - and it was obviously a boyfriend-girlfriend kind of fight, and it's obvious Monkey Face knows about that, so... you three got one of those, eh, arrangements, no? You can tell me! I won't judge, B-fly! I mean, I would have gone with guy-me-guy or at worst me-guy-guy, but..."
So much for cloud-headed.
"Well, yeah, ok, it is something like that," Star conceded. "It's just a thing Jackie came up with, and so I get Marco, and she also gets Marco."
For example, right this very moment, Jackie was getting to undress Marco as he laid on the bed. She was pushing the pink dress Star conjured for him and carelessly throwing it to the floor, and Marco was just looking up at the human girl with nervous anticipation.
"So, with that situation,..." Ponyhead tried, "... you don't feel left out sometimes, B-Fly? Like, who gets him the most?"
"We both do!" Star replied. Except, of course, Jackie got him now. Like, right now. Like she was plunging herself onto his cock right this very second, and Star both knew that and could feel it! It made the princess both indescribably happy and also worried in a vague diffuse manner. And the fact that it made her feel worried made her feel guilty in turn, like she was failing to live up to her end of the bargain. After all, last night it had been her and Marco, with Jackie probably within earshot, and she had not given any sign of resenting that!
"Yeah, but," Ponyhead insisted, "who gets him the mostest?"
"Jackie," Star admitted. "No! We, we both do. And, like, I think we actually spend more time together than the two of them. I mean, we live together..."
"Right," said her friend, "but, like, it doesn't quite feel that way, right B-fly?"
It didn't. Jackie had been with him first. She had gone with him to the place that Star had wanted so much to take him to, the dimension with all the hanging silk ribbons. She was with him now, and it was the two of them who had been prince and princess during this whole charade, while Star took the role of the friend, just as she did at school!
The worst part was that Star knew she was being unfair. Jackie had been with Marco first, and she had gotten him and Star out on their first date! She had gone to the pillow's and silk dimension with him, because Star had sent them there! She had him now, because Star had had him yesterday. And she had taken Prince Jack's role... to fit into the adventures Star and Marco took for granted.
But still, it sometimes felt like Star was playing second fiddle to Jackie as far as Marco was concerned. At least, that's what a petty and mean voice inside her head often told her. It did not help to see them now, in her mind eye. Jackie riding him and he moaning in pleasure, in a way that Star had never heard him moan when they were together. He didn't get lost in pleasure quite that way, not with her. Was that a new thing? Or was it always like that when he was with Jackie? Star couldn't remember.
She often found that her link with Marco made the situation more acceptable. She got to feel good when he felt good, and thus became even more open to cherish the pleasure he got with Jackie. But right now, feeling this as she had to make an effort not to show it, as she tried to convince Ponyhead that she didn't sometimes feel jealous about Jackie still, well, it was most definitely not helping.
"You know, B-fly," her bestie suddenly spoke, sounding surprisingly subdued for Ponyhead, "I think is true you both get him the mostest. Like, it looks like that to me. But I don't feel that's how you feel. You know? And, like, the facts are one thing, but the way you feel about them is the truth too! You get what I am saying?"
"To hide from one's heart is to fear one's own shadow," Cass spoke, without bothering to turn back from the window.
"Yeah, totally, totally... But, I know the way I feel, and I feel great!" smiled Star, unconvincingly.
Privately, she thought that maybe her bestie had a point. It didn't mean she wanted something other than what the three of them had. She had been willing to face up to her mom, and her entire kingdom, for her right to continue things exactly as they were with the two human teens. But perhaps it didn't hurt to admit that, sometimes - not always, but sometimes - she still couldn't be as perfectly chill about the whole thing as Jackie seemed to be. Now, the question was, should she tell Jackie that? Could she tell Marco?
She tried to be as discrete as possible, as the force of the other two teens' climax hit her through the link. A gasp still escaped her lips, drawing looks of puzzlement from Ponyhead and Glintwisp, and what seemed almost like a reproachful look from the green-eyed girl.
"The flipped lovers will be joining us soon," Cass spoke. "But then again, her majesty already knows that."
Whatever else the future had in store for her, Star felt she would undoubtedly be glad to leave St. Olga and all of its creepy new princesses behind. The party below seemed less and less attractive by the minute.
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Jackie was glad that they found Star still inside tower three. She was doubly glad that Marco had found a way to get there which did not go out of the building. She was particularly happy they didn't have to traverse the crowded courtyard.
She did not wish to be seen by any of the princesses of St. O's now, mostly because passing as Prince Jack had become rather difficult, now that the buttons of her vest and shirt were both in tatters. Not to mention: whatever magical force had been binding her breasts flat underneath was also gone. She hadn't even realized that that was something included in her transformation, until now. But in retrospect, it was rather obvious; a shirt and vest alone should not have been able to disguise her gender. Not that Jackie was one to brag about something like that, of course.
"Hey Star!" she shouted as soon as they found their friend.
"Hey Jackie!" the princess of Mewni yelled back as she turned around, smiling at them. Jackie gave her an apologetic half smile. Then the mewman spotted their boyfriend, "Hey Marco!"
Star jumped to hug him, and Marco held her tightly in return. It warmed Jackie's heart, every time. She also felt quite happy to notice that Star didn't seem at all bothered by their spur of the moment celebratory escapade. Sometimes it was hard to tell with the princess, the way she always put a happy face either way, but Jackie felt she had gotten better at telling when Star's contentment was sincere. And she thought, and hoped, that was the case today.
After all, this whole thing had been possible only because of Star. How often you met a friend who took you on an inter-dimensional adventure, gave you super-powers and then let you use those super-powers to literally sweep the boy she liked off his feet? Jackie was reputed to be a cool girl, and she would admit she had her moments, but she had to agree with Marco's frequent declarations: Star was the most amazing friend anyone could wish for! And while Jackie was most lucky to have a rather wonderful boyfriend, she also felt quite lucky of having made such a great friend as well.
"Hey, Monkey Face!" Ponyhead came out right after Star, giving Jackie a derisive glare. "Heard you are a skank!"
Jackie rolled her eyes at that, "Heard you got jailed, Horse Head. Shame we cannot just keep you locked up!"
Ponyhead huffed. "But like, glad you are not dead and all..." she finally admitted with an embarrassed turn of her head.
"Same," conceded Jackie, with a chuckle and a knowing nod.
"Awwww, now we are all besties!" shouted Star with a huge grin, as she finally let go of their mutual boyfriend. Both Jackie and Ponyhead made faces that made it quite clear that the mewman was being far too optimistic on that count. "But, well," Star continued, "I think it is time for all us to head back to Mewni, and from there to Earth!"
"You don't have to say it twice," Marco agreed. "I have had enough adventure for a pretty long while. Are the girls going to be ok without us, though?"
"We can take it from here, Princess Marco, ma'am," Glintwisp flew up to him. "We will be alright. It was an honor to meet you and we shall now be doubly in your debt!"
"You are in nobody's debt, my wayward sister!" Princess Marco replied. Then, in his normal boy tone, "But, eh, you know I am not really a princess, right?"
"Of course, Princess Marco," Glintwisp replied with a bow.
"So," Jackie felt she had to ask, "how about her?"
She pointed at the brunette princess. She had noticed her a while back, as she bantered with Ponyhead. But, since Star seemed to be ok with her around, Jackie had figured she was no threat. That said, she was still one of White's goons. Not being a threat to Star Butterfly didn't mean she was not a threat to a crowd of other, less magical, princesses. That was Prince Jack's own expert judgment, as the second liberator of St. O's.
"As the black queen leaves, so my role here shall be ended. None of the princesses you leave behind has anything to fear from me," Cass spoke. "There is only one task left for me, and it shall be done soon. Once the veil is lifted, I shall give voice to the will of the heavens."
Jackie shot Star a questioning look, and the mewman simply shrugged.
"Well, that's settled then. I don't know you girls," Marco spoke then. "But I am starving for some nachos!"
He held his pair of magical scissors in the air. A pair that, if Jackie was to believe Star and Marco's stories - and, given what she had just experienced, she was quite ready to believe just about anything - he had obtained after sixteen years of grueling hardships in a foreign dimension, in pursuit of a sadistic evil sorceress who also happened to be Star mom's good friend. Those scissors were perhaps Marco's most valuable possession, and second only to Star's magic wand. For a moment Jackie wondered if she would ever end up owning her own magical artifact if she hung out with the two of them long enough.
"Nachos sound awesome, Diaz," she agreed. "Well, what are we waiting for? There is no place like home!" She clicked the heels of her princely boots and her boyfriend groaned, even as he smiled just a little bit.
Marco extended the scissors out in front of himself and cut through the air in a single theatrical motion.
Nothing happened.
His smile turned to a frown as he opened and closed the scissors in mid air, to no avail. He brought them up to his face and looked at them. "Star... my name! It is gone from the blades!"
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"What?! Marco, let me see," Star took the scissors from Marco and looked them over. Indeed, his name seemed to have faded out of them. This wasn't right. She had never seen a pair of dimensional scissors fail to open a portal, even on the first try. Were his dimensional scissors on the frizz? Could dimensional scissors even be on the frizz? She closed her eyes and focused, dipping down into herself, stirring the magic around her, and particularly the magic within the metal blades. She found none, no trace of power beyond that which lingered within mundane materials. "Marco, I can't sense any of Hekapoo's stuff in these, are you sure they are the right scissors?"
"Of course they are the right scissors, Star," spoke Marco. He didn't sound angry, but he seemed scared, almost panicking. He took the scissors back from Star and tried again, to no avail, to open a portal with them. Right, Marco had always been very careful with those scissors, ever since he came back from his quest for them. He would lend them to her without question, of course, but otherwise he never let them out of his sight. Star remembered how she felt right after losing the book of spells. Then she thought back to when she thought she had just been forced to destroy her magic wand forever. The realization hit her then, of just what exactly might be going through her best friend's mind. Oh crap!
She put a hand on the boy's shoulder and shot him a reassuring smile. "It's alright Marco, it will be fine. I don't know what is happening, but I am sure we will find a way to repair those, or get Hekapoo to forge another pair. After all, you already earned them, is not like she can say no to that!" At least, Star hoped that was the case.
"But, eh, Star," Jackie interrupted. "How are we going to get back without the scissors?"
"Mmmhmm," Star thought for a while, wand against her cheek. Maybe she could do something with her magic. But, well, there was a reason even Mewni royalty used dimensional scissors to travel around the multiverse. What if she managed to open a portal but they didn't end up where she thought they would? Or somehow got there only half-way? Or it was instead a twisted shadow of the world they had left behind? Or... no, dimensional magic without instructions and without scissors sounded like a bad idea, the kind of bad idea even Star Butterfly wouldn't try if they had any other option. "Wait, I got it! Ponyhead, you still have a pair of scissors, right?"
"Of course, B-fly!" Ponyhead said, sticking out her tongue and showing her second pair of stolen scissors this year.
Star took them from her, and cut through the air in front of the both of them. Nothing happened. She examined the scissors the same way she had inspected Marco's, but no magic was to be found in these either.
Eventually, they resolved to go to Heinous room. Cass, Ponyhead and Glintwisp showed the way, while the two humans and Star followed. In there they found a dozen other dimensional scissors, all of them equally useless.
"Wait, I got another idea!" shouted Star, forcing herself to smile as she looked at the deflated faces around her. Marco had been trying his best to help, testing the other scissors. But now he just cradled his own in both hands, looking at them with a sad expression. Jackie tried to comfort him with a hug and reassuring words, but Star could tell she was getting worried too. She knew the human girl must be thinking about the possibility that they might not be able to go back to Earth. It was a reasonable fear, particularly considering this was her first time outside her own dimension. But Star was not ready to give up just yet. She looked around. "Of course! There!"
She took off the white sheet covering the mirror. Because, of course, Miss Heinous had to have had a mirror. How else would she know which kids to expect from their parents? Come to think about it, many of the princess' rooms also had mirrors. All they had to do was call her mom, and she would figure out a way to come fetch them!
Or, even better, they could call Hekapoo herself and ask her what the hell had gone wrong with Marco's scissors and the others here. Now that she thought about it, that was probably the best course of action. Given Star's last interaction with the two of them, she felt Hekapoo might perhaps be more sympathetic to getting them all out of here with minimal fuss. After all, her mom probably didn't even know they had left Mewni, and wouldn't be thrilled to hear so.
"Mirror mirror on the wall, call Hekapoo!" Star commanded. Three dots appeared on top of the crystal surface, as her reflection and that of her friends disappeared from it.
'CALL SUBJECT IS UNREACHABLE' showed the mirror's surface. The princess stared at the words for what seemed like minutes.
"Star," Jackie suggested, cautiously. "Maybe call your mom, then?"
"Sigh. Yeah, yeah, alright..." Star already knew what the next step was, and she suspected Jackie knew she knew. But Jackie also probably knew Moon and her had, well, unresolved issues to discuss, as Star's mother would put it. "Mirror mirror on the wall, call Mom!"
'CALL SUBJECT IS UNREACHABLE'
"This, this is bad, Star," Marco finally spoke. "This is bad and is all my fault..."
"How is this your fault?" interjected Jackie.
"Well, my scissors should have gotten us out of here, or else I shouldn't have been so confident in them, and planned a backup, or..." Marco seemed to realize he was being silly, for once, "... ok, it just feels like my fault."
"Maybe it is mine," said Jackie smiling faintly, "maybe it had to do with defeating White, or with not killing her, and now we are all sealed in this dimension with her?"
"No, Marco, Jackie. It is my fault," spoke Star in a resolute tone. Her face turned into a scowl. "It is always, ultimately, my fault. I got you two to Mewnie first and now here, and I am going to get you both back to Earth. But first, we need to know what is happening, and I think I know just the way..."
Her eyes went narrow, and she could see in the now inactive mirror that she looked just a little bit scary. Marco and Jackie seemed nervous, but not too concerned, while Cass went pale and scrambled to get her back against the wall, as far from Star as she could without leaving the room. In retrospect, Star shouldn't have missed that warning sign.
However, right now, the princess knew just what she had to do. She had to know what exactly had happened to the scissors or to this place, why the mirror was also not working, and where the hell was Hekapoo during all this. She began the only spell that could offer her answers now, the one spell which could show her the hidden truth.
"I summon the all-seeing eye..."
A gust of chilly wind began swirling around the room, as if the windows and door were not closed, as if the sky was not sunny and clear. It lifted her hair up in the air around her. She focused, with all her might, on her desire to learn what was going on, to find a way back home.
"Eh, Star, is this a new spell?" asked Marco, nervously, "Is it safe?"
"... to tear a hole into the sky..."
Her half crystal glowed bright green. Cass gasped. A sense of dread began growing in the back of Star's mind. That sensation was new. She had casted the All-Seeing Eye spell many times before, and it did often feel just slightly wrong. A sensation she had attributed either to the purposes she tended to use it for, or to the fact that it was dark magic after all.
"...reveal to me that which is hidden..."
But this time the sensation was different. It was not just slightly wrong, there was something awful about the magic that was flowing through her wand now, and through her body. Alarm bells rang in Star's mind. But she found, to her surprise, that she could not stop now, even if she tried.
"... unveil to me what is forbidden!"
A huge purple vortex opened up before all of them, tendrils of green energy slowly creeping from within, the view on the other end of the portal a dark haze. Star tried to shut down the spell, to drop her wand, to dip down. But nothing worked. She was paralyzed in place, and from the looks of it, so were her friends. After a long tense instant, the view on the other side of the portal became clear.
It was Earth. More specifically, it was Marco's house. Even more specifically, it was her room. On the other side of the portal, a perfect copy of Star was looking at them upside down, as she laid on the floor with her feet on top of the edge of the bed, playing with her wand, moving it forward and backward slowly.
Star tried to open her mouth to speak to her idle look-alike, but she could not even move her own lips. It was like having her mind pulled into slowed time by someone else, the way she had done to Jackie earlier, only even more restricting. She could barely move her eyes around, glancing at her human friends to see the shocked expressions they wore. Then, she saw the image inside the portal jump to sit in the bed, and realized to her horror what she was seeing. She didn't know, she never knew, that the All-Seeing Eye could show her scenes far away in time as well as space. But why this? Why now?!
"I summon the all-seeing eye, to tear a hole into the sky," spoke the other Star. She could hardly believe she was seeing this again. It was wrong. A shameful memory under the best of circumstances, and even worse under these circumstances. Marco and Jackie were here with her! If they found out... no, oh no! Not like this! "Reveal to me that which is hidden." She saw the Star in the portal's wand glow emerald as a second portal opened within the first. "Unveil to me what is forbidden."
"Well, Marco, what do you think?" came Jackie's voice from somewhere outside either vortex. The past version of the princess adjusted the portal, so that they were all now looking, through two different sets of shadowy clouds, at Jackie standing in only her bra, that fateful night, seemingly so long ago. Star looked at her friend, her real present friend, frozen in place with her, and saw her eyes grow wide with surprise. Oh no! no! No, no, no, no, no! This wasn't happening!
But it did, all of it! They remained held in place by the spell as the smaller vortex showed Marco and Jackie's first intimacies, their private jokes, their awkwardness (mostly his, but sometimes hers as well). The larger portal showed Star, gazing at them with an expression that she now felt looked too... well, too eager, perverted even. She felt ashamed, and disgusted at herself. A glance at Jackie and Marco told her they were both shocked, and confused, and going pale.
"Do you, do you do this often? Invite boys up, I mean?"
"No. First time ever. You?"
"No! I mean, yes! I mean no! I mean, first time too. With girls, I mean. Not with boys. I mean, not that I have done it with boys either..."
"... I kinda practiced on Star's bras..."
"Oh, Marco... you are doing... a-mazing!"
"You know, it is better if you play with them. Like this,"
"Eh, Jackie. How far are we planning on taking this?"
"You know where my mouth just was, right?"
"Well, if you had said you were with me only for the sex that would also have been good for my ego,"
"By the way, Safe Kid, do you have any condoms around?"
"Just fuck already!" Star heard herself yell, through the portal. Had she really said that aloud? If her face hadn't been pale as a corpse with guilt and fear, it would have been boiling red with embarrassment.
Worse, she knew what was coming. Soon they were all watching Marco entering Jackie, trusting into her as they both sweat and moaned. They were watching Star herself laying on the bed, being fucked by some magical echo of Marco. It was beyond bizarre, and so embarrassing that Star wanted her wand to explode right there and then and erase them all from the face of whatever dimension St. O's was in. But, more than anything, she felt guilt, guilt at having seen that, and at now showing it, against her own will, to the other two teens. And to Ponyhead, Glintwisp and Cass as well! Once it was finally done, Star could only manage to look at the floor in shame. But the Star in the vision had not averted her eyes, and so she could not claim to be as ashamed at what she had done as she was at having been caught.
"Marco... this is probably weird timing, but can I ask you a question about Star?" she heard the Jackie in the mirror ask. Fortunately, the image faded out then, not showing Star creeping in on their private conversation as well as their first time. At last, it was over.
Except, instead of the spell fading and their movement being restored, the scene simply changed. It showed her and Marco, older Marco, floating in the clouds. It showed Hekapoo's smiling face for only a moment, and then the image broke like shattered glass.
It changed then to a dark night outside, of even darker implications. A small river flowing under a stone bridge.
"Then, Star..." she heard Tom's voice through the portal, "... get on your knees."
And the spell showed them Star fellating Tom, and at the same time flashes of Jackie doing the same to Marco, back in their bed. It didn't show a continuous scene now, but jumped between one and the other, recreating that awful night as Star had experienced it, where she saw the two humans half of the time as she herself had sex with her ex-boyfriend. In the end, the spell showed all four climaxing together. Each of their faces appeared in turn, large and clear through the vortex, as they cried out.
"Staaar!" she heard Tom grunt, hungrily.
"Maaarco!" she heard Jackie moan, joyously.
"Staaar!" she heard Marco shout, lovingly.
"Maaarco!" she heard herself cry out, wishfully.
Jackie's face, the real Jackie, the current Jackie, looked horrified. Marco seemed hurt and confused. Star's eyes were crying through the paralysis, it was painful to force each tear out, but impossible to contain them.
The show did not end there, but it showed bits and pieces of every time Star had been with Marco, and of every time she had sensed or seen him and Jackie through the link, including this very morning. Most of the time, it was clear Star was not only aware of it, but actively seeking the link, closing her eyes to concentrate, looking for a quiet space... touching herself. They might yet believe the truth: that she did not control those visions, that she could not fully shut them down, that she had not actively cast the spell to spy on them again. But there was no way she could convince them that she hadn't known, or that she hadn't enjoyed what she saw, that she hadn't repeatedly violated their privacy, and lied to them by omission.
The images in the portal became very different now, and in a way even more disturbing. A web of emerald strings, bright as lightning, constricting someone she couldn't quite see. Star's book of spells burning. Glossaryck burning! Wait, was that Ludo being crushed under a stone pillar? The forest of certain death, flowing beneath the view of the vortex. Mewni castle.
Star felt anger. A hate that burned cold like nothing she had ever felt before, and it took her just an instant to realize that it was not, could not be, part of her own feelings. Something was angry at her, angry that it was being sought, spied on, touched. Something that had not cared at all when exposing all of Star's deepest and darkest secrets, but which would not allow her to peer into its own. The Seeing-Eye portal came crashing down, and Star felt a sensation like being punched in the stomach... by Princess White's rock-shattering fists.
She hit the wall and collapsed onto the ground, her wand falling down in the middle of the room and rolling away from her, finally inert. Every inch of her body felt like an army of ants were crawling over it. She could not move, could not speak, could hardly breathe. Everyone else seemed to become unfrozen at just that time.
"Star...!" she heard Marco and Jackie shout in unison.
"... are you ok?!" asked Marco.
"... what the hell was that?!" yelled Jackie, trembling. Her eyes sharp even as they welled up with moisture.
"Ah, ahem," Ponyhead flew up in front of Star, "that was, that was clearly fake! Something went funny with the spell... right, B-fly? And, and..."
"That wasn't fake," stated Jackie. Her tone suddenly ice-cold. Her expression rigid and controlled, even as tears flowed from her eyes.
"Jackie, ah, maybe right now is not the best time. We can ask after we are sure she is alright..." noted Marco. But Star noticed he also seemed to avoid looking at her, his face was also red with embarrassment. Or with anger?
"No, Marco!" yelled Jackie. "She is fine. I know very well what Star can take. She can answer now! Please, step aside, Ponyhead, this doesn't involve you..."
"We should go," said Glintwisp to the unicorn princess. The floating head looked around and nodded apprehensively in response, and they made their way towards the exit.
Star felt herself recover, ever so slowly, "Jackie, oh Jackie, I am so sorry, I never meant for you to..."
"See any of that?!" asked Jackie. "Know that you have been spying on me this whole time?! Honestly, Star, that makes it worse. I feel... I can't even describe it... used? toyed with? violated? Come on, I trusted you! Trusted you enough to open up about how I felt, to want us to be friends and... and... you know... to be alright with you and Marco? To feel safe about you dating him too. Trusted the both of you... I... why didn't you tell us?"
As the physical pain began to subside, the weight of her guilt, and the realization that she had really hurt Jackie, quickly outpaced the magical resonance as the source of Star's anguish. "Jackie, I am sorry, I am really really sorry. But... would you have said something in my place? I can't even begin to think how..."
"Yes, Star, I would have," Jackie responded without a thought. "Marco would have too. Come on Star, I shouldn't have to explain to you how all that stuff is really not cool!"
Star murmured something in response, it was a lame apology, and she knew it was so even before she was done saying it.
"What was that?" asked Jackie.
"I said," Star repeated, ashamed, "that I wouldn't have gone out with Marco, or ended up in this weird-awesome relationship, if not for... well... for what you just saw..."
"Star," Jackie looked down at the floor, suddenly in a calmer, but not exactly friendlier, tone. "You could have just asked. At any time, you could have asked. I know it wouldn't have been a normal thing to do, and I can see why that would have been scary. But, well, it wouldn't have been like this! It would have been something Marco and I at least could consider, and agree to. Rather than us having been exposed for your entertainment, without our knowledge, without being asked..."
Star blinked. Had it truly been as simple as that? If she had spoken with Marco, or with Jackie, would all this have happened, even without the link?
"And, Star... even after that, you could have said something afterwards, that day at the dinner, perhaps, or any of the afternoons we were all at Marco's home... ah, but maybe..." she glanced at Marco, and he simply shook his head. He was still looking down at the floor, silently. "I see. Why? Why didn't you say anything Star? To either of us? I trusted you. Marco trusted you. Why didn't you trust us?"
"I do trust you!" protested Star. "I was, I was ashamed, and weirded out. I wanted to tell you, but, but..." She realized that the boy hadn't said a word in a while, "Marco, yesterday you said that you were fine with learning my secrets whenever you learned them, right? That I didn't have to tell you all back then? That it was ok if some of it was a surprise?"
Star knew, right after she had said that, that it was the wrong thing to say. She hadn't asked Marco how he felt, she had just asked for forgiveness. No, not even that. She had called him on his promise for blanket absolution, without first even asking what he thought of... of everything he had just seen.
"Star, I..." he begun. Then he paused. He looked at the mewman princess, crying in the floor, then at the human girl trembling with anger and hurt. "You were watching us, right? Every time? This morning too?"
Star nodded, words stuck in her throat.
"Then, are we not allowed secrets as well? Only you?" Star's eyes went wide as saucers and she felt hollow inside. Marco didn't sound angry. It was much worse than that. He sounded distant. And he was still not looking at her. He walked up to Jackie and held her tightly. Then he spoke, evenly, "can we talk about all this later? We still need to find a way home."
But Star didn't want to go home anymore. She wanted to go back in time, to the moment before she cast the seeing-eye spell again, or maybe further back than that, to the time at which she might have told Marco and Jackie of the link, without coming off as someone who disrespected and toyed with those she loved. Without being a liar, and a creep. Jackie had been right, Marco would have told her, immediately, if it had been him seeing her through the link and he knew what it was. The human girl would have probably told her as well. What did it say about Star, that she hadn't?
Cass walked slowly towards her. Honestly, the mewman had forgotten about the last remaining princess in the room. But now the brunette was almost in front of her, and she extended a finger to point at Star. Her eyes had rotated up in their sockets, so that she could no longer see the green irises. When the words came out of her mouth, it didn't sound like her voice at all. It didn't sound human. It was a chorus of deep echoing voices that came out of the frail looking girl.
Star understood then, why Cass knew things she had never been told, and why she spoke in riddles. Mewni had legends, as did Earth, about vampires. Mewni also had legends, as did Earth, about seers and prophesies.
"Behold the dark queen ascending,
her will the thread of fate unraveling.
Behold the force of evil incarnate,
borne of deepest heart's desire."
Thus spoke the girl called Cass, as she kept her finger pointed at Star, declaring her evil beyond reckoning. The words felt true, in a piercing way. They were not true because they were perceptive. Nor even because Star herself was already questioning her own moral compass. They were true because they were prophecy, true in a fatalistic sense, and Star knew that, even if she wasn't sure how she knew it.
"Only surrender may undo the shadow,
but the price shall be too high to pay.
In the end the world itself must shatter,
and death shall be the one to claim her."
Star rose to her feet in one jump. She could not stand it any more: the unearthly voice of the other princess, the looks of confusion in her human friends' eyes, the guilt about what she had done, the horror about what she might one day do, about what she was just told she would become. Without bothering to even get her wand back, the princess of mewni, the "force of evil incarnate", took off running out of that dreadful room. As she fled, the thing that broke her heart was that, this time, she didn't even hear Marco call after her.
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Author's note:
She's a princess winning battles
Through the break of dawn
Don't worry when it's night
'Cause she will keep the lights on
Ohhhh, there goes a shining star...
- Shining Star by Brian H. Kim, Star vs the Forces of Evil, Second Ending Song (excerpt)
Coming up next: Chapter 18: With Ache in her Chest, with Tears in Her Eyes
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