I've always liked Team StarKid, and one day I thought: hey, wouldn't it be fun to write a story how they broke up and meet each other in about... ten years? So, here's the prologue, beginning with the day they leaved. This is my first fanfic, and my first story about real people, so please be nice on me. I don't know how they act in real, it's is mostly considering how they react on the situations I give them. I do not own Team StarKid or their songs. Enjoy!

-Vuraangreg

July 26th 2012, 11:41 AM

Joey walked with a smile on his face to the theatre. He sang silently 'status quo', what became one of his favorite songs (to sing). They would read the script of A Very Potter Senior Year out loud… on- stage this time and for the ones who knew the script already, may do it without it. Joey must play the Redvine-… redhead Ronald Weasley once more, who he's proudly gonna play. His friend, Darren Criss, tried to make time for AVPSY as well, so he could play Harry Potter again. There was just one big difference: in AVPM and AVPS Bonnie Gruesen was casted for Hermione, and now Meredith is casted for her. It was going to be a day whether you could say it was 'totally awesome'.

Joey looked at the door that would get him into the theatre. He knew everybody else was already inside – he lived far from the theatre building – and thought immediately of a great entrée. He opened the door and stood in the porthole… "Did somebody say Ron Weasley?" he said and he walked smiling in the room. He looked around to the familiar faces and saw how Richard … his face. Jim, JoMo and Brian Rosenthal began whispering right from the moment he walked in this room. He could caught parts of the conversations around him.

"Why did he came back?"

"He'd go away from here, did he?"

"What'll Walker and Matt do if they knew he came back?"

He stopped walking and asked, loud enough so everyone could hear it. "Did I miss something? Who are you talking about?"

"Why did you return here? Forgotten your Redvines?" he heard a familiar voice saying. Joey turned and saw Walker standing there, six feet away, glaring at him – something he took over from his role as the mighty Batman. Everyone remained silent, what was very abnormal for Team StarKid.

"Oh yeah, I said I should bring along Redvines for everyone. I think you guys can already practice the parts without Ron while I'm gonna get some Redvines." He walked to the door and at the same time Walker walked backwards, so Joey couldn't get close to him.

"Walker, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?" The whispering began growing and Walker stepped forward, but still with five feet space between them.

"Don't act like you don't know, Richter." Walker said angry, pointing at his shoulder.

"What's the thing that I supposedly have done? What is going on here?" The second question was meant for everybody in the room. Matt stepped forwards, and stood next to Walker.

"We'll tell you, Richter, but only as a friend. Yesterday around half past eleven, you stormed inside this room with an angry look on your face…"

Flashback – Joe Walker's POV

We started this morning great with the scene in the Burrow. Because Joey said he'd arrive at midday, I readed his parts out loud by the repetitions of today – by the way, I wasn't involved in that scene. Darren, playing Harry freakin' Potter, pretended Ron was standing right before him, and half an hour later the others went doing the same thing as Darren.

Then, at half past eleven, it happened.

The door busted open and Joey stood there. We looked all in his direction when he walked angry to the stage. I've never seen him act like that before: he ignored everyone, but Brolden and the Lang brothers, and for the first time in three years there were silent seconds in Team StarKid. Everybody knew instantly there was something wrong with him. Matt looked at Brian and Nick and saw they didn't understand it too.

Joey now stood in the middle of the stage. Because he acted really weird, nobody but me dared to come near him. I stood up and walked toward him. Joey looked around and fixed his eyes on me when he noticed I came closer. From the corner of my eye I could see Matt looking at me. To me, it seemed he was afraid of what eventually might happen. But it was the Joey Richter who was standing right before me, so I didn't really thought of it.

"Joey, I thought you were arriving half an hour later. But now you're here: we were just playing the first scene at the Burrow and…" I was just describing the scene, as usual, so Joey knew where we were at the point he walked in, but he roughly interrupted me.

"I'm not here to play, dance, sing, and whatever we do here. I just got in so I could watch you while I'm getting my stuff together." He said and walked off the stage, placing some of his stuff in his bag with a bright sticker on it that says: Redvines. I was shocked. Joey only stays here when we played the scenes he's involved in, especially the ones within Ronald Weasley singing or dancing.

I saw nobody understood: most of the time, Joey was the one who doesn't want anyone to quit the days of repetition. A few days ago, Joey grabbed Nico's leg when he wanted to response a phone call outside the room. And past Sunday, he blocked the door so Lauren couldn't get to the toilet, around fifteen minutes later then the short break. Of course I helped her and I literally had to pull Joey of her back so Lauren could go pee.

"Is there something wrong, buddy?" Darren asked worried.

"Have you eaten to much of the Redvines?" Meredith asked him.

"Or maybe has he eaten not enough this day." Joe Moses said.

We (Darren, Meredith, Brian Rosenthal, Jaime, Brian Holden, JoMo, the Lang brothers and I) laughed out loud because of JoMo's joke, and I hoped Joey would grin. He always had to laugh with the brand new Redvine-jokes he didn't knew already. But now, he didn't even looked up from his bag. The laughter turned into a forced silence.

"If there's a problem, you can always tell us." I told him. The whole Team nodded and muttered in agreement.

"There is maybe one little problem…" Joey begun. I sighed … . I recognized that way of speaking. "Just show us, mate." I encouraged him.

Then, a flash and a knife flying through the air in my direction, of witch Joey was the thrower. I jumped off-stage, away from the knife that almost hit my shoulder. Scared I stood up, looking at Joey. How long stayed that knife in Joey's bag? And how long did he tried to kill me? But he's a friend, and friends don't kill each other, don't they? Those and al lots of more questions pumped into my head.

I was too frightened to react on a shout of pain from a friend, the victim of Joey's knife, right behind me.

For about fifty eyes watched what was happening behind me. At least, I turned around and saw Tyler laying on the ground, the knife deep burrowed in his leg. Jaime tried to pull it out, but it was stuck in the leg. Meredith turned her head away from Tyler, because the knife had injured him badly and he was bleeding. Richard called the hospital while Corey, Denise and Jim tried te help Jaime with removing the knife out of the leg.

Before I knew, I was standing next to Tyler to see if the injuries are such as bad as they seemed.

From the place I stood, I saw Matt standing up, walking to Joey. I was immediately worried about him. We didn't know what was going to happen, so there was another reason for being worried. Maybe there was another big knife in the bag. Maybe there were enough knives for us all, including the reserve-knives.

"Why did you do that?" Matt asked Joey.

"The problem is that I'm still in here with you bastards when I could actually be far away from you guys." We heard Joey say. He'd never said something like that before.

Not the answer I expected to hear, but it didn't was enough for Matt. The two kept discussing about Joey throwing the knife and at the ending of the conversation Joey punched his fist in Matt's stomach. I've never see him act like that before.

"Don't expect me ever coming back! And if I return, you know what will happen." I saw a little knife in Joey's hand when he walked away. I wanted to go after him, but a tiny hand on my shoulder stopped me. I looked up to see the face of the person who's hand it is.

"He's not worth it." Lauren said and I relaxed a little bit. I watched Joey running out of the room, away from this building. I sighed and grabbed Lauren's hand. Some moral help is what Tyler and I need right now.

Richard walked in the room with his phone toward me. "They'll be here any moment. Tyler loses more blood then we expected. Are you alright?" I nodded.

"Yes, I… I guess I am." I replied. Richard walked out of the room again; probably because he could await them and med them in.

"Joe! It's time for your scene in Hogwarts!" I turned my back to the door and walked to Darren. Joey Richter was officially a part of the past…

Third person's POV

"You hit Tyler, who fell blindly off-stage. He's in a hospital now," Matt ended the story.

"Whaaaaaaaa?" he said in his Bug-voice. "But I… I would never do something like that! I don't even know there was one in my bag! Are you really sure it wasn't someone who looked, acted and spoke like me?"

"Joey, we surely know it was you. We have seen you and…"

"But you know that I…" Joey interrupted Matt, but was interrupted by himself.

"Silence, traitor. Matt and I have talked about this situation and we think it's for everyone better if you never come back here. So it is clear we have to ban you from this building."

Joey's mouth literally fell open, like some other's did. Walker keep staring at him. The whispering began again, but it stopped surprisingly fast.

Joey nodded disappointed. "I'm going." He muttered. It was very hard being kicked out of Team StarKid, within the member all belong to his friends group. Joey watched every face, knowing it would be the very last time. He looked longer to Jaime's then every other before he continued. He almost reached the door and passed Walker. Joey looked at his friend and grimaced.

"Listen, if it was me or not – I still can't remember anything of it. And if it really was me: I'm sorry. I didn't want to anyone got hurt by the knife – I think. Please, take care of the ones who are gone crazy for anyone who wants to get out of the room." Joey turned himself to the door again and walked away. Walker watched five minutes to the door and whispered that one little word Joey hoped he would hear from someone. "Farewell."

August 7th 2012, 12:52

"Cut!" Matt shouted. Darren has forgotten his line and for saving it, he'd said a line from the next scene. This was the hundredth problem they had since Joey left and Tyler was in the hospital. The script is overwritten, because someone else need to play Ron and that means they had to cut out another character. The fans did knew already that one Joseph Michael Richter's going to play Ronald Weasley in AVSPY, no exception. B-Hol was thinking of a plan with Joey's brother Rick involved as playing Ron, but the Team didn't want to accept that.

"It's in the news," Nicholas said when he read the newspapers during the break, "well, Joey's in the news. Listen: Joey R., member of the famous American Team StarKid, is blamed to attempt a murder of one of the members and his friends, Joe W., who is not hit by the knife. One of the other members was hit: one Tyler B., who is currently into a hospital. He is in a critical situation, and if the knife will be removed, there is a change of too much blood loss. There are rumors Joey became angry because he is been threw out of his Team and slapped Matt L., who fainted. No-one knows where Joey is now."

The photo of Joey, disguised as Bug, could be seen in the corner on page 27, with on the left the short text Nicholas had read out loud.

"I didn't faint by slapping, he planted his fist in my stomach," Matt defended himself, pointing at the sentence.

"This is bad publication. We can lose lots of fans." Chris said.

"But Chris, you know them, they'll forgive him and us. He is… was one of the most famous members." Devin said.

"But still it's bad publication, Devin," Lily stated.

"We'll always be followed by that accident, so I guess it's clear we must do now." Brosenthal said disappointed.

"But… that means…" Jaime began, but she didn't finish it. She didn't need to; everybody knew what it meant.

They looked at each other, like Joey did two weeks ago. A few seconds later, they heard a guy named Brian Holden softly singing a song they all knew from AVPS.

We've got these days of summer to remind us of each other.

Meredith stood next to him and grabbed his hand. She sang the second sentence.

The time we have to spend apart will keep us in each other's heart.

Darren and Brosenthal looked at each other and Darren accepted the little duet between friends.

I'm hoping that the good old days are something I will dream about at night.

Lauren and Denise walked on-stage and the voices of the ladies – but Meredith – reached out:

Don't matter if it's soon or later, I know that it's gonna be alright.

Whole the Team sang slowly the well-known chorus.

I don't wanna see you go, but it's not forever, not forever.

Even if it was you know that I would never let it get me down.

You're the part of me that makes me better wherever I go.

So I will try not to cry, no-one needs to say 'goodbye'!

Everybody knew they're not gonna see each other for a long time. Some of 'em probably would never see each other again, with nothing but the memories of the once beloved Team. No-one walked away from the Team. At least Nico went silently toward the door, followed by JoMo, Julia and Jeff.

Ten minutes later, only Lauren and Joe Walker remained.

Lauren went toward the door, but then she saw Joe still standing on the stage.

"Joe, in a few minutes is Matt locking this up. Aren't you coming?" she asked.

"I never meant it the way it is now." Joe muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Lauren asked, going near him.

"It must be a secret who had discussed," he begun, half talking to himself, "but actually it were Matt, Nick, Tyler and I. It was me who asked to send Joey away from here. I wanted more when they accepted it and I asked: 'hey, isn't it better if Joey's banned from this building as long as he lived? Then, he will never hurt anyone of us.' Blinded by anger, I hoped I never had to see him again. And see what happened: today was the last day Team StarKid met each other. That we met each other."

He went sitting and Lauren placed herself next to him. It's time to make him happy again, she thought.

"You know, you taught me something once: that no matter how …, you always have to get back up. So now it's your turn. Get back up!" She saw Joe softly smiling. Then Lauren started singing.

You say you've lost your edge, I say it's all in your head.

So listen up, I've got a message for you.

Lauren grabbed Joe and said: "And now we dance!" she began dancing with Joe and continued.

You've got something of a dry spell, but you taught me everything that I know.

So why not let me teach a thing of two. You're a–

"Just stop, Lo, I know what you're doing. I'll come with you." Joe laughed and got (back) up. They walked together through the door as the last two members of Team StarKid.

So went the years. The members of the Team almost never see each other and after a couple of months they didn't visit each other at all anymore. The friends had broken up to, sadly enough.

On August 8th it was known the Team broke up. The news was brought by traitor Joey Richter. He simply walked in the studios of every channel (if that's possible) and said straight in the camera the Team didn't exist anymore, and then stepped out like he did that every day. Off course the fans weren't happy about that.

When Starkid should've celebrated their fifth birthday, only half of the fans were left.

Three years later only Starkids' truest fans remained claiming they were still totally awesome

On the eleventh birthday, there were officially no fans of Team StarKid left.

Hope you liked the prologue. Side-note, the next chapter will be ten year later, beginning August 7th 2022 in a car with a family of one of the members. Must warn you, I'm a slow updater. I don't have much time to write you see... Please review; it motivates me to go on with the story.