By Starmaster
It hadn’t
been that long since he sat at a table inside one of the Fight Clubs trying to
promote the Star Force. Building a league isn’t easy. Not when you are new to
the competition and have big, grand ideas. But members did come. Not a steady
stream of applications, but enough to see progress being made.
Then
the rules announcement for Frosty League Wars came. Heroes were to be in
sanctioned leagues with team builds meeting a specific set of standards. He
could no longer lead the group of heroes in the league he created.
“That
isn’t fair,” Wyldfyre said when the Star Force gathered to discuss their
options with the new rules. “The only reason I’m here is to be on your team.”
“The
team isn’t only one person, Fyre,” Starmaster said. He pointed around the table
to the members there. Highlander, Catalyst, Chained Angel, and Silver Paladin,
who were all there for the last Haunted Heroes League War sat beside CoronaVirus
and Diamond Ruby Sapphire, two powerful new additions to the team, as well as one
other newcomer Lykos. Prysmatica, Infinite Tempest, and Wyldfyre, who were all
preparing the Star Force Junior League Headquarters, sat in as well.
“If you
ain’t on the battlefield with me, I’m sitting it out.” Wyldfyre stood and walked
out of the meeting room.
Chained
Angel shrugged her shoulders, a mildly relieved look on her statuesque face. “There
are those who like change and those who throw tantrums when it happens. We all
know which category Wyldfyre is in.”
“So you
all can still have your go at some of the prizes, I’m going to hand the reins
over to one of you and see if there is someone else out there I can participate
with.” Starmaster said, trying to sound confident about the new task at hand.
The
choice was easy to make. His developing team could participate without him.
Chained Angel lead in his absence before, while he was away on a B.A.D.G.E.
mission, so he trusted she could do it again. He handed over his authority to
her and went from being leader of his own team of heroes to a follower in another.
He sent
inquiries out to other leagues on the messaging boards. A few personal messages
out to other heroes he knew personally. As much as he wanted to join in and
fight with others, there were some leagues he avoided asking.
The day
before registration was complete, he received several messages. Most everyone
he had contacted had already signed up. Some league leaders didn’t even bother
to respond to his request, despite initial interest. The Legacy of Spawn, Krystal
Fae’s league leader, Ace, replied that they were registered, but he would be
welcome next league wars.
“I guess that is that. I get to
enjoy this one from the stands.” Starmaster said to himself. He had been
looking forward to using some new abilities he discovered during Frostuary for
the upcoming games, as well as some new gear he had been field testing.
His communicator badge signaled.
Krystal Fae’s image popped up on the screen. “I hear you’re looking for a spot
in the League Wars.”
“I’d like to, but Ace messaged me
that your league is already packed and ready to fly this go around.”
“Let me talk to her and the rest of
my peeps,” Krystal said confidently. “I think we should be able to work something
out. All the training we have been doing recently needs to be put to good use,
right?”
“Sure,” Starmaster said to the tiny,
holographic viewscreen. “I’d appreciate it.”
Not too long after, Starmaster
received his invitation to the Legacy of Spawn. It wasn’t the league he
created, but he decided to make lemonade out of the lemons. He hoped to learn
what he could, planned to do his very best to help his new teammates, and have
fun while doing it.
Thanks for having me, Legacy of Spawn...
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