It felt like an eternity after the box closed. The girl sat there on her knees, defeated, with tears streaming down her face. The price of victory had taken its toll for sure, and the wails of loss, a loss she had never comprehended before even a few hours ago, had fallen over her.
Dr. Spanalzo ordered his assistance, saying “hide it away. We don’t want it to fall into the wrong hands.” He followed them, looking over his shoulder to the girl, his expressionless face just staring at her, hiding whatever feelings he had.
Once they were gone, Beatrix reverted to her normal form. She was just an ordinary school girl once again, but she was one with three of the star jewels in her possession. Starlight, Starbright, and Starnight. She looked at her opened palm to see the trinket that Hectorephes had handed to her before he was locked away. It was so reminiscent of when she first was given this duty, but his time, she had to fight on for the fallen instead of having him there to guide her.
C-Girl arrived, bending over and catching her breath. “W-wow, Bea, that dragon you were fighting, and that shadow monster thing… both of them looked pretty tough. And you did it, all by yourself!”
“No,” Beatrix stood up and pocketed Starlight. “I had help.” She squeezed the stone tight.
“So, what happened to the dragon? EAST’s scanners got fried after the Beast disappeared. Even our eye in the sky couldn’t see what happened after you two got wrapped up.”
Eleanor came fluttering down, landing beside the agent. “Yeah, Bea. What’s up? How did you do it?”
She looked over her shoulder a moment and shrugged. “Not sure, but could you do me a favor?” She asked this as she held out Starnight high. Using it and Starbright, she transformed into her regular Starnight form.
The day had gone on with students all buzzing about the happenings above the campus. Although security had gone up for the day, things seemed relatively normal. At lunch, Beatrix plopped down with a sigh, not very hungry, but forcing herself through to keep up appearances.
“So, did you see that girl, Beatrix?” Sarah asked. “She was so cool. Like a golden goddess, but even still… that dragon, those shadows that were everywhere,” she shuddered. “They just screamed power!”
“Power’s overrated,” Beatrix said. “Remember that, won’t you?”
“Uh, sure,” Sarah said, taking a drink from her apple juice. “But what’s that about?”
“Nothing you need to worry about, trust me.”
She hadn’t heard from Mbali or the other Magical Girls at school all day. She didn’t really have any classes with them, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was up. Another mystery, perhaps? Or maybe they were getting reprimanded for releasing the shadow thing. But why not her? She couldn’t understand why, save for maybe they knew who she was. They knew she was Starlight? That was impossible, since what happened earlier…
C-Girl pressed a button on her earpiece and nodded. “Alright. All security traces have been overridden. There’s no proof that you or the golden girl were the same person.”
Trixie wrapped her arms over her chest and frowned. “And did you see anything about the Dragon?”
She shook her head. “No, sorry. Either it was totally, uh… erased, or got away without anyone noticing.”
“Ah,” she said, glancing at Eleanor. “That’s too bad.”
The moth girl frowned. “I’m sure someone will find out what happened, sooner or later. Maybe someone who does will step forward to tell us.”
C-Girl shrugged. “Fat chance. We’re a secret organization as it is. There’s no way some random person is going to tell us anything. But Beatrix,” she said, nodding. “If you hear anything, you will tell us, won’t you?”
“Sure, but I need to get going,” she said, waving to her allies and running off, sighing in relief as she got out of earshot of the two.
“So, you didn’t have anyone else to turn to?” Eliza asked, sitting at a bench at the track. She had a book on Paranormal Psychology in her hands and was casually looking over the pages as she listened to the girl speak.
“Yeah,” Trixie said, leaning back. “you’re the only one who really knows the connection between the dragon and Trickstar. I mean… mostly. I may have told some others.”
“You’re afraid that you’ll get in trouble if the authorities found out about your secret identity. Why did you trust me with this information?”
Trixie shrugged. “Dunno. Thought maybe my roommate had too much free time on her hand, and, well, its because of you I even thought to get Trickstar to unlock his true self. If it weren’t for you…” She caught herself.
“You would still have Trickstar in your life. I know,”
“Ye-yeah, I mean, that’s true, but…”
“But without you, we’d all be dead.”
She closed her book and shook her head. “Untrue. You cannot put blame on others for the actions of different people. In our life, and even beyond, people have regrets and blame that they assign to others. It eats away at the soul, and corrupts it from within. That is how vengeful spirits are created. You must live with your own actions, not dwell on the decisions of others. We cannot truly compel someone to make decisions they cannot make on their own.”
“Well, speaking of decisions,” Trixie said, taking a deep breath. “I’m kinda thinking of making a pretty big one right now. It’ll change things, probably forever.”
“Do you wish to hear my opinion on it?”
She smirked and pushed herself up from the table. “Nah. I got to live with my own decisions, right? Don’t want you having any guilt if this backfires on me.”
That night, the students were brought together for a special assembly. The speaker, the assistant principal, was a kindly older gentleman. He waved to the students as he approached the podium and spoke to them all. “We have taken a blow this morning. Many of the student body had been hurt, some were even in danger of losing their lives. If it weren’t for the service of our security and medical teams, things would have ended much more. But there are others who helped. Perhaps they were students, perhaps they were guardian angels. Whoever they were, they saved our school this day by taking the threat head-on. So, I would like to ask you to come out and receive your reward, if you are indeed from our student body.”
The students all talked to each other, wondering if someone they knew could have been the golden form they saw fighting the dragon, or the mysterious white speck in the sky that made the Battle Beast go away. But none of the students would answer the call.
The Assistant Principal licked his lip and nodded. “Very well. Heroes do not have to be recognized to do what they do. But on behalf of all the school, I would like to thank you. Whoever you are.”
The lights in the stadium flashed off, and the cacophony of sound only increased as people panicked, unaware of if they were once again in danger. Suddenly, a spotlight appeared, not from any of the actual lights, but from a star-shaped light floating in the sky. Standing in the middle of the field was Beatrix, in her new golden form. She held a gold microphone shaped like a star and waved to all of the students. “Listen up. This school is a really cool place, and I don’t want anything to happen to it. That’s why, from this day forward, I’m going to be its protector and stop threats directly affecting it from ever harming it again. You have my word as a super hero and as a Magical Girl.
The Assistant Principal grabbed his own microphone and stepped off of his podium. “Young woman. Are you really the one who fought off the Darkness?”
“More than that,” she said, looking over her shoulder to him. “I’m the spark of hope this school needs to keep things going after tragedy. I am the pinpoint of light in the deepest of dark places.
“And just who exactly are you?” he asked. Who should we know to call when things are too big for all of us to handle, hm?”
She smiled at that and threw up her hand, sending sparks of light and fireworks up into the sky. “You all can call me Starlight!”