7. The collapsing star

"Finally we're done, dumb Jalvibians can't even fend for themselves, why do we have to help them each time Zero?" Four pouted as he walked onto the spacecraft.

"That's what we were created for, we help those in need. Don't you like it too? It might be tiring but you can't tell me you don't feel happy each time you help a dying planet."

"I kinda do," Four laughed and Zero patted her head.

"I kinda do," Five shape-shifted into Four and mocked her.

"I am so gonna kill you." Four lunged herself at Five, a fight that he wasn't aware of because she jumped off the floor.

The six of them patrolled the universe after being put into it about 2000 years ago, they went from planet to planet solving problems and helping new life blossom. Aiding the universe in any way they could.

However after a war broke out on the planet "Earth" every version of the planet that ever existed or would ever exist started dying slowly, this wasn't a problem on its own because the death of one planet would only mean there was space for another. However, after the first world war on the planet. Every other planet that contained life started having wars as well, they too slowly killing all life on their planet with their own hands.

The Vixon star was the energy source they used to live on, they slowly fed on its boundless energy to replenish their strength and since they didn't need food or any other nutrients to survive that was all they needed. That was the case until Pluto fell.

The ice war that raged on for centuries on the planet finally destroyed it, before they could arrive on the planet it was too late. Countless murdered Plutonians graced the streets, each one of them dying to another one of their kind.

"We could've prevented this," Index shouted and Zero walked back to the spaceship. "THE VIXON STAR COULD HAVE PREVENTED THIS!!"

"Index," Middle called out.

"When are you going to care? When its Saturn? Or Jupiter? If the nine major planets of this universe fall there won't be anything else left! We can't just stand by idling around while we have the power to stop these wars!"

"It's not our planet!" Zero shouted back at Index, "We are helpers that is it, we do not dictate their life. It is theirs, we do not control them. I am not having this conversation again."

And just like Zero who led the band of merry helpers said they wouldn't speak about the matter... until the fall of Neptune, then Uranus, then Mars. "So, we gonna talk about it now? Leader?"

"Zero, we can use the Vixon star to save these people." Second said siding with Index.

"You'll control them, you'll put them in a little fabricated world and watch over them the same way you would an organism under a microscope?" Zero laughed. "These are lives! Lives we do not own."

"Lives that would be lost if we don't do something about this! And fast." Index shouted.

"You know what? Fine, take the Vixon star. Control all those people. You'll run out of energy eventually and you know it."

"No, we won't." Index clapped back. "Not if you create multiple stars."

His men band against him, pushing a movement that although he deemed morally wrong was probably the best way they could save the existing planets. He agreed to create more Vixon stars for them but only if he was allowed to check up on the planets he created the stars for.

Using Index's ability everyone on Saturn was wiped off their memories, then they used the Vixon star to create a fake world that would now be the new home to the memory-wiped individuals. Using this fake world they would slowly alter and control their mindsets, putting everyone in a state of happiness. There would be no wars, he wouldn't allow it. He wouldn't allow another Pluto.

"I'm not creating another one, you're brainwashing these people. All the memories they had before we came there are gone, you erased them from existence. This isn't what we do, we help people. Not control them!" Zero shouted.

"You don't have to be a part of the process, you never had to be. Just create a few more Vixon stars and you can leave."

"I'm not creating any more stars, I'm not aiding your project Index. This is wrong, it doesn't have to be this way."

"Any better ideas?" Index waited for a second and Zero didn't answer. "I thought so, you want us to stop while you don't even have a plan? Who do you think is going to save the planets? God? The fairy tail spun around by planets to make their children eat their veggies?"

"I'm not helping you anymore, I'm not going to be a part of this."

"So this is where we part ways, I didn't mean for it to be this way but we are all sick and tired of watching destruction at every corner knowing full well we could've stopped it."

"We're robbing them of their choices!"

"The same choices that would put them in the ground? Or are you saying we should let all of them burn for some shitty moral justification?" Index walked toward Zero with disgust on his face.

Ever since they were created centuries ago they had never felt animosity toward one another, during all of their many escapades around the cosmos they had constantly gotten on each other's nerves, but in the end, they shared a maternal love that was stronger than any metal in any universe.

Index pulled out a gun from his pocket, pointing the barrel at Zero. Zero didn't flinch, be it a rocket or a falling building, they wouldn't die to such weapons. However that wasn't an ordinary weapon, it was a piece of Index that was meshed with a Vixon star to create a weapon that could damage even their bodies. But death wasn't why he made the weapon.

Killing Zero would accomplish nothing, like it or not he was the only one who could create more stars. A power they needed if they were going to save their universe from ruin.

"A gun, you're going to shoot-" Zero looked at the gun once more, it wasn't a pistol found on most planets. It was specifically made to combat their type of physicality or in his case, mentality. "Index."

"I'm asking for the last time, are you going to create more stars or not?"

"Index, what your doing would only destroy them in the long run."

"I really wished it didn't have to come to this, I really did. But don't worry, when you wake up you'll be a part of this project you so hate. As a powerless human." Index pulled the trigger.