I slowly open my eyes. Everything around me is dark as I see tall, skinny figures surrounding me.

Trees.

These trees are strange. The forest looks nothing like the one I played in as a child. These trees are extremely skinnier than the trees I know, and the trunks are white, not brown. The leaves are many different colors, including the green color the trees I know have. Most of the leaves are blue and purple. Just like those mushrooms.

This world is like the opposite of the Dark World. Strange how they exist in such proximity to each other. There are rays of light shining through the trees and even though it is dark, the colors look as though they are glowing, bright and glistening.

That is when I look behind me, and the Dark Princess is standing there, with her back facing me, "What happened?" I ask, lifting my left hand up to hold my head.

She turns around to face me, her arms are crossed, "I saved you," She says confidently, with a strange grin smeared on her face. I study her face for a moment, flabbergasted that she would say it in that tone. I slowly stand up.

"Oh, uh, thanks," I reply, emotionless. I know I must keep my emotions compressed to keep the control I have currently. Her grin fades from her lips and she gives me a look that is not amused in return. Flashes of annoyance blink in her eyes as she studies me, "Typical of a pauper not to be appreciative of her majesty,"

I dart my eyes back up to her quickly while my mouth is opened slightly, once again flabbergasted of her tone with me, "What? What is that supposed to mean?"

She huffs at me, dropping her arms on her hips, glaring at me, "I am your Princess, so it is obvious you should show respect," I give her a blank stare, confused with how I am supposed to respond.

It is apparent she does not understand what she is saying. She is acting like an adolescent.

"You are my princess?"

"Uh, yeah? Duh? You are just the pauper remember? They only thought you were me, but you aren't," My eyes widen at her adolescence towards me. It surprises me how naïve she really must be. She seems to just be a rebellious, stubborn young adult who does not fully understand herself or anyone around her.

Like how I used to be.

I cross my arms across my chest and narrow my gaze on her, "Such impertinence leaking from your mouth,"

"I can say the equivalent coming from you, pauper,"

"Why do you keep calling me by that?"

"Because you are, duh,"

"Assumptions will not bring you integrity!"

"I don't know what that means!"

I calm my steadily increasing frustration dealing with her and shove the emotion back in my mind. I drop my arms from across my chest and raise my left hand to my temple, rubbing it.

I sigh heavily, looking back up at her, "Look, just tell me what is going on. Why was I brought here?"

She huffs at me again, crossing her arms across her chest again, "The Namerans, duh,"

I roll my eyes, "Thanks for stating the obvious. I know that, but why?"

She rolls her eyes back at me, "They were deceived by you. Why are you waltzing around here pretending to be me?"

My mouth slightly opens, gawking at her response, "I am not?"

She hisses, "Yes you are! You look exactly like me if you didn't know!"

A slight grin plays on the edges of my lips, "Duh?"

She growls at me.

"Just tell me what happened to me! Who are you?" I raise my voice at her as I clench my fists at my sides.

"Your stupid lover, that is what happened. I found him, apparently after you were kidnapped and he brought your... I mean my mother to me, you stole her from me as well by the way, and they dragged me along to come find you. You tricked everyone in making them think I am you, is that all? Dare I tell you more?" I keep glaring at her and cross my arms over my chest, mimicking her.

"Once we arrived here, I found out that my father believed you were me as well. I was in doubt but then I first saw you when my mother brought you out to us. You were a complete mess, sputtering nonsense, acting childish. I cannot believe my father did this to me,"

I roll my eyes once again, "Why did you upset the Namerans? Why did you run away from home then?" I narrow my gaze on her, still glaring.

"Because I wanted to? I was not about to be told what things I can and cannot do! The Namerans got in my way. They were the ones who chased me! I did no such thing,"

"What things?"

She huffs, "I will not marry that Prince. He's a snob,"

She thinks HE is a snob?

I close my mouth from gawking to hide the increasing urge to give her a piece of my mind. But I decide not to. I will choose to keep my emotion under control.

"You sure do treat yours like crap though. He was devastated by the way you treated him,"

I snap my gaze back onto her while my eyes widen, "What?"

"You kept saying nonsense like 'I want to be left alone', and 'stay away from me'. Like you had no idea who he was. You are insane, I am sure of it,"

My gaze falls from hers, shocked. That has to be a lie. I would never do that, would I? I don't remember, why do I not remember? Was it because I was grounded?

"Hey! I am up here, you know,"

I drift my gaze back up to her, suddenly filled with frustration, "Enough, I am going to find a way home. With or without you,"

Without waiting for a response, I turn and storm away, needing to meditate.

What is stopping me from just flying back? I can just go right now. I do not trust anything she says, she must be delusional. I would never... Would I?

Tears stream down my face before I can banish my emotions from my conscious.

Now what are your thoughts about Dark Princess Star?

Who is she? And why does she think Star is pretending to be her?

Anything clicking yet? Some of your answers might have been given, read carefully!