A Love in the Stars: Chapter 8

Chapter 8: The Darkest Hour

Five minutes later, Nova headed back to Galactic HQ. She tried to sneak back in through the window she had sneaked out of earlier without anyone noticing. But, her stealthiness seemed to have gone up in smoke when a light had suddenly flashed on. Nova turned to see who had caught her, and she had turned to see Cyrus and Jupiter, staring at her questioningly.
"Hello, my Lieutenant," greeted Jupiter condescendingly. "Lord Cyrus would like to have a word with you. You've seemed to have wandered off in the night."
"That will be all, Jupiter," ordered Cyrus, "You are dismissed."
"Yes, Lord Cyrus," said Jupiter.
Nervously gazing at the expression that Cyrus was giving her at the moment, Nova panicked, hoping that the worst would not come.
"Nova, it seems that Jupiter has told me that you have been doing unquestionably treacherous things," interrogated Cyrus.
"Um, what kind of things, sir?" asked Nova panicking.
"Do not play dumb, Nova!" scowled Cyrus. "I have found out that you have been deceiving us, by siding yourself with the enemy! While you went AWOL, Jupiter has reported to me that you have fallen for a member of the notorious Shadow Triad!"
"But, Lord Cyrus, I see no problem with him!" objected Nova.
"Then you do not see the truth!" said Cyrus. "He is only pretending to 'love' you, just so you'll let your guard down! Then, he'll report all of your secret information of Team Galactic, and report straight to Ghetsis, which will cause our downfall!"
"I won't listen to anymore lies that you tell me!" defied Nova. "I love him, he loves me, and there's nothing you can do to stop that!"
"Very well, then," said Cyrus. "I just hope I didn't have to resort to this."
"Resort to what?" asked Nova.
"Something that I should have done long ago," answered Cyrus. "I hereby declare war on Team Plasma!"
"No! You can't do that, I won't let you!" exclaimed Nova.
"If you won't fight with us, then you are a traitor!" snapped Cyrus. "You are to be executed at mid-dawn!"
"Please, you can't kill me!" pleaded Nova as she was being chained down, and taken by a two Grunts. After she was carried off, Cyrus had sent word to all Galactic members of the war.


"Lord Ghetsis!" exclaimed a Plasma Grunt.
"What is it?" demanded Ghetsis.
"I have a message from Cyrus of Team Galactic!" answered the Grunt. "It says something about declaring war on Team Galactic and Team Plasma!"
"Ah, so that imbecile Cyrus has finally found the nerve to end this once and for all," thought Ghetsis pleased. "Send word to all Plasma members, we are to prepare for battle at once!"

In Dent's resting chambers, he had laid on his bed with complete bliss. However, his happiness was interrupted as a Plasma Grunt had burst through the door.
"Augh!" exclaimed Dent, "What is it now?!"
"Sorry, Dent," apologized the Grunt, "but I have gotten word from Lord Ghetsis that Cyrus has declared war on Team Galactic and Team Plasma!"
"What?!" yelled Dent. But, before he could react, the Plasma Grunt had already bolted out of the room.
"This is horrible," thought Dent. "If Team Plasma and Team Galactic go to war, then I will definitely never see Nova again. And worse, if they found out about our secret, Nova might get seriously hurt! I've got to put an end to this, and help Nova!"
"Simi?" wondered Simisage.
"Simisage, come with me," said Dent, "I can't do this by myself!"
"Sage!" obeyed Simisage.
In hopes of saving the one he loves, and ending this feud once and for all, Dent and Simisage had quickly jumped out of the window, and to Galactic HQ to find Nova.

In the Galactic prison room, Nova was chained up, and sat in depression. Cyrus was going to kill her, and it was all her fault. Fraxure was with her to be with her in her final moments. They both heard someone coming, and expected the worst.
"Well, Fraxure," sighed Nova, "I guess I'm going to die sooner than I was told."
"Frax," whimpered Fraxure as he nuzzled up to Nova.
But to their surprise, it wasn't any of the commanders, or Cyrus. It was none other than Dent. Nova was elated to see her true love, but Fraxure just sneered at him.
"Fraxure, it's alright," assured Nova. "Dent is on my side. Also, let's just say he's more than a friend to me."
"Frax?" wondered Fraxure confused.
"Nova, I don't want to ever be apart from you!" cried Dent.
"Neither do I," agreed Nova. "But, I just think that we would've been better off never even meeting each other."
"Don't say that!" exclaimed Dent. "Meeting you was the best thing that had ever happened to me. After that time we spent together in Castelia, I have truly felt happiness."
"But, haven't I only caused you pain?" choked Nova with tears forming in her eyes.
"Sure I got a huge punishment from Ghetsis when he had found out, but never once have you truly made me suffer," assured Dent.
"And, I guess that meeting you has made me better too," realized Nova. "Without you, I'd have died without a purpose to live."
"So, I guess, that when we're together, we are happy," said Dent. "We can't live without each other, and we'd feel so empty if we had never met that day in the Dreamyard."
"Even if my execution does carry out, I'll die a happy girl," teared Nova.
"I will miss you, my love," sobbed Dent embracing his doomed lover.
"And I'll miss you too, my love," sniffed Nova nuzzling his cheek that was wet with tears. "You've made me so happy, I wish it didn't have to end like this."
"Same here," choked Dent wiping the tears from his face.
Then, they both heard footsteps approaching. Both of them knew that it could only mean that Nova's death sentence was about to commence. Before Dent and Simisage had left, Dent wanted to speak to Nova for the last time.
"Goodbye, Nova," whispered Dent, "I'll always remember you."
"And I'll always be with you, Dent," said Nova.