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Please tell me if you like this! I am spreading this story across the net', and the Super Mario Wiki is my next stop! This is my own story, my alternate screen name is Magikoopa189. If you see this story elsewhere under that name, that's me! Please enjoy this story, it's a rather intresting view on the Mushroom world...

CHAPTER 1

A dark and stormy night- A perfect night to capture Peach again. Crash! The sound of constant lightning was all too familar to Bowser...

A patrol had already been sent ahead of the main group to scout out the land before Bowser set foot on it. Bowser had sent all the new members of the Koopa Troop, all the ones he didn't need, beacause he was sure at least 10 lives would be lost that night. The forest was cold. Rain piercing the wind in a surreal mixture of torment. At least that was what it was like to Wes. Why were Koopa's forced to join Bowser's terror army? Wes didn't really have a choice anyway. Join or die. Now here he was LOOKING for Mario, not trying to escape him. He rubbed his lucky charm- a golden, dried mushroom. Was Mario already here? The intense sound of wind from a certain corner of the forest seemed to hint at something solid- and breathing.

"Hurry up Luigi." Whispered Mario as silently as possible for Luigi to hear him. But no, Luigi continued to bumble through the forest, tripping over roots, and stumps, and something dead sticking out of the ground. Right before Luigi got to Mario, he tripped over a final stump, making a loud, thumping noise as he hit the moist, wet, squishy earth. Mud splattered on Luigi's face. Mario could suddenly hear the hypnotic sound of marching, of Koopa feet, coming from the other side of an array of trees...

"ATTACK!" The scream suddenly echoed out, bursting through the woods, coming from Wes's captain, Kan. Mario and Luigi jumped into view, and the terror was on. Already, some of the Koopa's were running away, but Wes held his guard. He rubbed his lucky charm again. He ran into the middle of the commotion, swinging his arms wildly.

STOMP! CRACK! CRUNCH! The sickening sounds repeated as Mario practacilly tore apart the unfortunate Koopas. Luigi had already dissaperead into the middle of the hub-bub, but the sounds of shell-cracking was confirmation enough Luigi was succeding. The battle seemed an hour long, but soon enough, Koopa bodies were littered everywhere. Red shells, Green shells, Red shells, Green- But that wasn't a green shell. It was green clothing. "Luigi?" Gasped Mario. Mario ran over to Luigi's crumpled body.

Wes slowly moved up his head. The pain was ridiculous. "Luigi?" He heard someone gasp. He continued looking up until he saw Mario, kneeling by Luigi's side. He looked around. Everyone else seemed dead. His lucky charm must have worked. Suddenly, on the other side of Mario, opposite Wes, came a cough. A strange cough. A choked up cough. Mario looked wildly to see where it came from. The Koopa whimpered. Mario slaughtered the offending Koopa, and then picked up Luigi. He carried Luigi away, into the forest. "Thank god." Groaned Wes, trying to stand up. Suddenly, Mario's forlorn, and terrifying face apperead from the forest.



It was still raining. Still. The noises of the rain hitting the moist mud replayed the image of Luigi's broken body laying in the mud, with the other bodys. Bodys...bodys...Mario watched Luigi closer. He was laying in a warm bed, eyes closed, barely breathing. Mario was afraid that if he left to get Toad paramedics, Luigi would be dead by the time he would return. Every once in a while, he would softly call for Luigi, but Luigi wouldn't respond. Instead, Luigi's heartbeat would get more furious, as if about to break. Mario would get more and more anxious every time he would call for Luigi, for his swelling heart beat seemed to try to rip out of his chest. The sound of knocking came at the door. The red door.

The thick mud coated the inside of his throat, threatining to choke him everytime he tried to breathe. But he HAD to breathe. He would never go without his charms now. He was probably the luckiest Koopa alive, going face-to-face with Luigi, and then almost being torn apart by a grief Mario. Oh the pain... but he still couldn't get up. He couldn't call either. And more mud was being created by the storm, ready to choke Wes if it got close enough. That would be a fun death. Survive an encounter with the most terrifying enemys of Koopa lore ever, and die slurping mud. As the doom settled in, the sound of marching reached his ears. Marching. Koopa marching. Of course! The main group of Koopa's were coming, with King Bowser himself. He would be saved! Bowser and the rest of the Koopa Group marched into the once beautiful grove, trying not to groan at the terror. Bowser stepped up, stepping disgracefully on Koopa bodies, which continued to make crunches, perhaps a final message from the dead. "Pity. But only a fraction of the army." Said Bowser, looking at the bodies, and looking at him! He had to get Bowser's attention. He tried to speak, but the mud would not permit it. Perhaps if he winked? No, he was too weak to WINK for crying out loud! It would be disgraceful, but perhaps he could vomit? He really wanted to, but that would require even more strength then winking. "Come. We can't stare at these worthless bodies all night." Ordered Bowser. The group soon got into a line, backs facing Wes. No...no. This was like some twisted scary story, where it's more the torture of the character then the scariness that make's it intresting. Wait...he could move his fingers! His fingers could go up and down! He splatted them against the mud, over and over, trying to get the troops attention, but they were already moving away... they're back to him. It was time to give up.

Windy. Cold. Raining. Bowser hated these nights, but they were always the best to capture Peach, when the moronic Toad guards had no idea. After a few miles, they came to Mario's house. This was all part of the plan. This time, he wouldn't need to guard his castle, especially if Mario was dead first. Bowser snapped his fingers, summoning his 3 Magikoopa's he had brought for the affair. "Knock on the door, and don't come back without Mario's eyes." Said Bowser gruffly. The Magikoopa's nodded silently, knowing this was likely they're last night alive. The Magikoopa with the tallest cap fixed his crooked glasses, and knocked on the door.

Mario walked to the door, the padding of his shoes against the shiny wood on the floor creating a humble pap pap pap. Mario opened the door. "Mama Mia!" Yelled Mario as he ducked to the floor, narrowly dodging a Magikoopa spell. The 2 other Magikoopa's quickly sped in, shutting the door, and forming a circle with the other Magikoopa. Just as Mario got up, all of the Magikoopa's fired a deadly throat-tightening spell at Mario, yet Mario was quicker. He backflipped, landing on one Magikoopa with a force that killed it. The other 2 quickly formed a wall between Mario and the bed Luigi lay on, alternetly firing spells at Mario in a unprofessinal manner. Mario triple jumped, hanging from a beam on the celing. Just as the 2 Magikoopa's looked up, Mario dropped. Both Magikoopa's dodged Mario, getting closer to Luigi's bed, and the one with the tall cap fired at Mario. The spell hit Mario in the chest, sending him flying backwards into the wall. Thank god it wasn't a neck-tightening spell. But Mario's pain was still great, and Mario struggled to get up. The Magikoopa's cornered him, preparing a gouging spell. This would finish Mario. "Mario..." Gasped a croaky voice. Luigi was still alive! The 2 Magikoopa's turned around in surprise, and as they turned back around to face Mario, Mario kicked the tall caped one right in the beak. It screamed in pain and stumbled backwards, and Mario grabbed the other one by the neck. The magikoopa nervously tried to level his wand with Mario's face, but the shaking, strangling grasp of Mario's hands kept shaking the wand up and down. The last thing the Magikoopa saw were the white gloves...and blood was spilling on them. Mario threw the unfortunate Koopa to the floor, and turned to the last one, with a huge crack in it's beak, whimperaing. Something seemed to poesesse Mario, and he kicked harder then he ever had before.

"Go faster." Roared Bowser. His troops were failing him again. They were at Peach's Castle, but dawn was starting to rise, and the rain starting to lighten. Bowser swore he could see Toad Guards. "Go Rope Troopas!" Growled Bowser, pointing at the Rope Troopas, a set of Koopa's skilled at climbing, that always stole the princess. They soon dissaperead through Peach's window, everyone anxious to get back to the Koopa Kingdom before, perhaps, Mario attacked, ready to bring more carnage. But that wasn't the problem. The Rope Troopas weren't returning. The windows flapped in the wind. It was almost dawn. A few more minuites, perhaps? The windows flapped again. Bowser had had enough of this. He climbed up the ropes the Troopas had left, the ropes like corpses, and climbed into the window. Bowser stared ahead, his jaw dropping. He'd had many defeats before, come Mario, come Luigi, even Peach once. ...But this was strange.
 
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PART 2

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PART 2

Have you ever had sweat splash in your eye? It's a burning sensation, especially if a lot of sweat comes down. Penter swore. The sweat was too much to bear this time, feeling like it could melt his eyeballs into puddles of veins. Everyone was crowding around Mitch today. They always crowd around him, shouting, gasping, and gossiping, and sometimes pointing to Penter to say something rude and negative. Penter glared, just like he always did, and he wasn't very good at glaring, and would often be laughed at by the group around Mitch. And why did he have to work here? Beacause Princess Peach said so. That's why he hated Princess Peach as well. If a Toad was caught near Peach's grounds, she would enslave them, as she liked to say, "politely asked". The Toads would only do it beacuase of Toad's with gouged eyes out being seen, and paranoid freaks, who would only think of the mysterious terror of Peach. "BY THE BEE'S KNEES!" Yelled a voice from where Mitch's club was. Penter turned to Mitch's group, and dropped the shovel. Now Toadsworth was with them. What could be going on that was this important and fabulous? Penter, tired of working in the sun, crept over to the crowded shade, and listened to the commotion.

Darkness...Swirling Darkness...Red. Red. Everywhere. Someone, please...anyone... Luigi woke up. Instantly, the pain that had been hiding away while he was asleep had come back to torture him. Luigi groaned. The last thing he remembred was calling for someone. Who? He couldn't remember. He remembered calling someone in terror of the red...He was in a bed. That's what he could figure out. He was in his own bed. The beautiful, green cloth confirmed this. And..."Luigi, thank goodness, your awake!" Cried Mario, closing in to hug him. "NO! I mean...please don't hug me." Gasped Luigi, too tired to explain his back had a unearthly pain. Luigi turned his head, some kind of feeble attempt to block Mario's hugs, and saw the chaos on the floor. A Magikoopa with it's face crushed in. One with a broken head. Those were the only 2 he could see. Blood crawled from around the corner however. "Mario. What happened?" Asked Luigi. Mario started to explain, and then a thought he hadn't thought of occured. If a group of Koopa's were sent to scout forward, and some to kill Mario... "Peach." Whispered Mario, realizing the terrible mistake he had made. "Ma-Mario, I..." Then Luigi realized what had happened too. Bowser could already be at Peach's Castle. It was nearly dawn when the Magikoopa's had attacked, and now it was noon. Mario uttered a swear word, and rushed to the pantry. Peach could still be saved. Mario hurridly put food and drink on a table next to Luigi's bed, and rushed out the door. He jumped over a large root, and into a green pipe laying in the middle of the yard.

"Hah hah. He's alive. I know he is. It will make a fine dinner. The mud almost killed it, but it's alive." "But...it has dents in that shell thing." "They can be waxed to perfection. Either way...we have a fine meal here." "Hah hah." Darkness... fading in the twilight.

"Thank you, thank you all!" The sound of Mitch's voice made Penter shudder. He hated Mitch. He hated Mitch a lot. "Amazing!" Shouted Toadsworth in a corner. Tired of trying to hear what the commotion was about, Penter decided to ask Blibby, one of Mitch's more unactive friends. "Blibby, what did Mitch do now?" Asked Penter, trying to sound normal, but Mitch's club members shouts for joy made it difficult. "Well Penter, Mitch was up in Peach's room, bringing her breakfast and all, when suddenly, Koopas attacked! Well he went and walloped 3 Koopa's and Bowser himself!" Finished Blibby with a smile. The heat of the sun...Penter thought he was going to faint. Mitch had defeated Bowser? Nobody can defeat Bowser except for Mario and Luigi. This...this... "Is there any proof?" Asked Penter, a huge drop of sweat falling into his eye. "Of course! Bowser's screaming and shouting in the dungeon, and we're gonna have Mario execute him once and for all." Blibby tried to say something else, but all the excitement made him blubber, hence his name. Penter was going to see Bowser. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't. "Halt slave! Where are you wandering to?" Shouted a voice from above. Princess Peach glared down from the balcony, giving a glare that could melt glass. The crowd of Toad's barely noticed, but a few happened to look over. Penter was about to anwser when he remembred he HATED Princess Peach. How dare she make Toad's slaves? "I'm wandering away from you...HAG!" Yelled Penter. Now the entire crowd of Toad's took notice, gasping and whispering. But Penter started to move. He was going to see Bowser. And then something else came to mind. What if he used Bowser to protect himself? But what if Bowser wasn't actully there? "GUARDS!" Screamed Princess Peach from somewhere back, and Penter moved up a pace.

Wood. It was wood, everywhere. But he wasn't in a forest. He was in a cottage. Somewhere. Somewhere. That word had a deadly ring to it. The smell of outdated tea littered the cottage, and yet another smell...a sinister smell littered the room. "Hellooo." Said a spindly voice. An old female Koopa appered. She had tea in her hand. "Mud...where is this?" He managed to croak out. He could remember mud...and the color red. But he didn't remember anything else. Who was he? "Welcome to my beeaauuttiiffuull cabin." Wandered the spindly voice. That sinister smell again. "Who am I...?" He asked, a feeble sound. He was weak, and if this strange character wasn't going to reveal where he was, then he could be in big trouble. But did it really matter? He couldn't remember anything so he would still be lost. "Why dear, your name is Laem." There was something strange about the name. "And I'm Kooply, dear. Your mother." Laem tried to nod, but there seemed to be mud that was stopping him. It seemed to paralyze him. He couldn't move. "Have cake and tea, dear." Said Kooply, pulling cake and tea from nowhere, and walking into another room which appeared to be a kitchen. ...But there was a part of the kitchen he couldn't see. He started drinking the tea, which seemed cold, but once it went past the mouth, it went red hot. He cried out in surprise the first time, but realized it cleared away the mud. And the cakes were normal. They had a absoulutely delicous taste, but the feeling he wasn't supposed to be here wouldn't go away, and... that sinister smell again.

Air rushed past Mario's face, the wind pushing Mario's hair up. THUNK. It was more painful then it sounded. Mario had suddnely just stopped. Mario looked down to where the horrendus pain was coming from. Mario's left leg had snapped open, and his leg bone stuck out at a disturbing angle. The pipe was jammed. Junk, all sorts of trash littered the pipe. Mario couldn't stand it any longer. Mario screamed, blood rushing out of his leg, and into the junk, drying and forming, perhaps making Mario's goal even more difficult. Once the pain became JUST possible to bear, Mario looked for a escape. He couldn't go back up. It was too high. And he couldn't go down. Mario was trapped. Mario swore, pounding against the pipe wall, trying to escape, but the walls were tough. Legend had it that ancient Toad's had made the pipes out of emeralds, truly hard gemstones. Sadly, that was the truth, and as Mario tried to size up the situation, the point became clear. "I'm trapped." Whispered Mario. Another painful crack sounded from his leg.

Bowser sat in the corner of a small, musty dungeon, wrinkiling his nose, and grimaceing. Everything was going wrong. Over 30 troopas slayed, and another dozen coming right up. Most importantly, he was on the chopping block too, to be executed in 12 hours. The wait was miserable yet- If anyone came in, he could blow fire on them. That way, none of those cowardly Toad's would come down. He could even get Mario by blowing through the cages, which would be too narrow for Mario to jump through. Perfect. Only midway through his thoughts, the sound of stomping, running feet echoed through the hallway. Someone was coming. His first victim was coming. He crouched even deeper in the corner, to surprise the foolish Toad. The said Toad suddnely apperead, sweat pouring down his face. Now was the time. "There...there are spikes." Whispered the Toad in awe. Bowser was truly here. Penter knew he had to get the point across soon, as the guards could be heard coming. "Bowser! I have a pl-" Bowser, taking no heed of Penter, launched the fireball straight at him. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The Toad Guards seemed to float in air, and tried to grab Penter, but instead managing to push him out of the way. 4 of the 5 Toad Guards were instantly killed, the last horribly burned. "Ahh!" Cried Penter as he hit the cold, stone floor. "Get away toad, or I'll kill you too." Growled Bowser. This was his chance to scare the Toad's away. Penter, stunned in terror, quickly got to a corner that Bowser couldn't flame him in. "B-Bowser, I want to help you escape. I have a rather intresting deal for you." Bowser listened, intent, as his life, perhaps a mere plot, thickened.
 
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PART 3

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"Wear it always, for it will always protect you." Whispered a strange voice, cooling and refreshing, oily and sympathetic. "It is a very strong charm." Laem woke up in the cool dark wooden room. It was obviously night, and a boo could be heard laughing outside. Testing to see how high he could get out of the bed, he sat right up, and fell back over in surprise. He could move again! The cake seemed to have healed him. And he wasn't staying here. He remembered voices in his early memories (which were yesterday) that had spoken of him. Two voices. And if Kooply really was his mother, she was hiding something. Something dark. He crept out of the bed and stumbled to his feet, nearly forgetting how to walk. He wanted to see if there was something here that hinted to his past, perhaps a picture. The room closest to his bed was a small library of books. Oddly, the books were all written in a strange language. There was also a window in a corner of the shadowy, musty, library. Laem nearly sneezed so he quickly exited the library, covered with dust. He didn't want to wake up Kooply. There were 2 other rooms. He decided to go into the kitchen, guessing the last room was Kooplys bedroom. Quietly, he scuttled into the kitchen. If he thought the other parts of the house were cold, this place was antarctic. He looked at the left side of the room first, completely having his back to the right side. It was an empty wall, except for a hole in the floor. "Eh, what's this?" Said Laem quietly. He bent down to the hole, and quickly moved away. It was a stench he had smelled before. He thought that he had smelled it recently, in a group of others. And the color red... It was a horrible smell altogether, and he quickly turned around to escape it. He regretted turning around very much. Blood. Red. Blood. Everywhere. Laems mind raced, all other the floor, dead Koopas, dead goombas, dead Toads, dead Shy Guys, and countless other, horridly disfigured figures lay everywhere, and that smell. That's what it was. In the hole. The smell of corpses. The smell of rotting and fresh dead. And then Leam realized the most bone chilling truth of all. Laem was meal backwards.

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Luigi ripped off a crumb from the bread, the food Mario had left Luigi. He couldn't eat too much of it, as he felt it would be awhile until Mario returned. He had decided on a rule. 1 crumb per 5 hours. Fortunately, a clock was in view. Or was it unfortunate? Watching the agonizing clock. Watching it, waiting for that moment when- Oh...oh YES!-that he would get food. He drank 1 sip of water every 4 hours. It was like subscribing to two magazines, one would come certain times, another would come others and they would both be delightful. Yes, VERY delightful. And Luigi still felt some pain from the fight. Thinking of the word "fight", Luigi glanced over to the 2 Magikoopa bodies’ he could see. Poor Mario, having to go through double the fight I had to, fighting 3 Magikoopas. "Lucky Luigi" He said out loud, but he wasn't lucky. Mario was so strong. Mario was so great. Mario was so much better. And every time those jerk Toads released game recreations of Mario's adventures, they always called it "Super MARIO Bros" "Super MARIO 64". It wasn't fair. Luigi was in both of those games, but it was always Mario Mario Mario. Thinking of where he hid in Peach's Castle made him smile. That was a great hiding place. Maybe that's why they released it "Mario 64". Suddenly, 2 things happened at once. The clock broke. And the sound of a Magikoopa groan came from around a corner. The Magikoopa Luigi couldn't see

Tip Tap. Tip Tap. The noise of Peach's tapping fingers was turning even more monotonous then before, the only good thing it was doing was destroying the annoying silence that accompanied the disappearance of the Toad Guards. "Blasted guards. Can't bring me a simple Toad. Come O Guards. We're going in ourselves." The Toad guards formed a short circle around Peach, with the lead Toad Guard Tadomas in front. It didn't take long to get to the courtyard, where the screams of delight from Mitch's obsessive fans greeted them. Right when the group entered the dungeon, all the Toads formed a line in front of Peach; to make sure the crazy Toad didn't take Peach down with himself. But it was too quiet to even think. It was eerily quiet. As the group reached the end, a guard shouted in terror. "Bowser's not in his cell!" Suddenly, Peach felt the feeling of a presence behind her. Someone or something.

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Laem tried to stifle his cry as he couldn't move. He was ridged with terror. His name wasn't really Laem. It was all a lie. By a Koopa that wanted to eat him. He was going to escape. Now. He launched out of the kitchen, to open the strange wooden door. But it was locked. Extreme sweating began. How long would it be until "Kooply" woke up? He ran back into the library, he had to find a way out. But something caught his eye. On a bookshelf was a gleaming book, it was GLEAMING. He tried to resist, but he picked it up anyway. It wasn't in a mysterious language. It had a strange cover. And a simple title. "POWER" It had no author. He put down the book. It was no time to read a book when a Koopa eating Koopa was after you. Yet... a gleaming cover. Exactly like the gleaming charm he was wearing. They were both gleaming. Laem had to open the book. He HAD to. He opened it, anxious and excited. There was nothing on the first page. Only blank. Just as Laem (Is he sticking with the name?) was about to turn the page, a face appeared in the blank pages, grinning. "Hello Wes." It chanted. "What? Said Wes, frozen with interest. "I'm your new friend, Wes." Chanted the book, grinning.

2 rooms away, a thing awakened, hungry, and feeling as if something powerful was happening.

"...Wes? My name's not Wes. My name's..." He hadn't really thought of what to call himself now that he had discovered he wasn't really Laem. ...But Wes was a really nice name. He would have to trust the book for now. He was in mortal danger. "Wh-what do you want?" He asked, in no time to chat. The book continued grinning. "Do you want to be powerful? Do you want great power? Venge on those who doubt you? Build money, and shift land?" What was this book? "What are you?" He continued. "Why, I'm the book of Power Wes. I can give you what you want if you help me." It chanted its oily voice smooth and charming. Although he wouldn't normally accept the trust of a talking book, the book was obviously quite smart. "Okay... What do you want?" He asked awkwardly. "Just get me ou-" CRASH! Wes jumped into the air, and the book went flying to the ground. And a Duplighost with blood all over its sheet walked in. "YOU-! YOU ESCAPE HOW DARE MY GRASP-..." The Duplighost was lost for words, utterly confused. It was now obvious that Kooply was the Duplighost, and Wes had fitted it all together. The Duplighost was always bringing things in, transforming to the species of the traveler to gain more trust- and then eating them. "You-you wretch!" Screeched the Duplighost, flying straight at Wes. "PICK ME UP WES! PICK ME UP!" Yelled the book. Too terrified to consider wits, Wes backed up and picked up the book. "Wes! Say Power Wes! Say it!" Yelled the book. Wes was now trapped in the corner of the library, the Duplighost with fangs flying at him. "POWER!" Roared the book, seeming to take on a darker atmosphere. Pages whirling around him, and the Duplighost inches from his face, Wes shouted "POWER!"

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Mario lay on the ground. The pain had finally dumbed down, but Mario would never be able to jump on his left leg again. CRACKKK. Mario looked down, expecting his leg fully off now. But his leg was not affected. In fact, the sound had come from the Emerald Pipe. Slowly, a large crack moved down the pipe, right in front of Mario's face. CRACKKKKKKKK. A piece of the pipe fell to the jammed ground. Beyond the pipe was dirt. Mario looked at the Emerald piece, but the sound of falling emerald forced him back, stabbing a pain in his legs. A huge chunk of emerald fell right where the little piece was. Mario looked up to the darkness. It was his only chance. He would have to go back up by Emerald piece. He climbed onto the piece, until another fell. The slow and painful process
 
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"I repeat, you go on this mission, or die by the claw of your own king!" Shouted the Armored Koopa in the front. It was a die or die situation. Go on the mission, and die by... the red. Red! Do not go on the mission, and die by claw! Red? But what was red? I...I can't remember.....The whiteness slowly faded away, and the scene came back. The dead Duplighost laid in a mess less heap. The book was on the ground, covered with dust. And Wes fully came to, he was changed as well. He was wearing a black cloak/cape, with mystic threads keeping it together. A feeling of power was also present. Wes figured this all had to do with the book, and as he was about to pick it up, the surroundings caught his eyes. The entire house had collapsed. The massive forest was all around Wes, the sounds of strange creatures screeching filling the air. "I-I" But what was there to say? The word Power and the strange book combined to make a true power. But Wes wanted answers. He opened the book, shifting through the pages, but there was no face. It was gone. And Wes was in the middle of nowhere. He wasn't going to wait for some horrible creature to attack, he was moving now. He closed his eyes, spun around, and pointed in the direction of south. He slowly started moving, to a town, or somewhere. But was there a somewhere? How did this world work? Did people live in the middle of nowhere? Were towns real? Or was it a idea floating around in his mind? Wes grew anxious, and when a Goomba jumped out from behind a tree, mouth and fangs open, Wes released an energy building inside of him. BLARRACK! The sound of trees falling like dominoes commenced. Wes opened his eyes to the sight. At least 70 trees had been knocked down, the Goomba crushed by one. This was going to be interesting.

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"Ughhh..." The foul groan came again. Luigi started to sweat. A magikoopa was alive, Mario was gone, Luigi was crippled, and the Magikoopa was alive! "Mark...Mark...?" The magikoopa was starting to speak. It was recovering too fast. And Luigi couldn't see it. It could be hiding, right around the corner, about to fire a fatal shot of magic. "I...I'm alickve?" It croaked. This one must have speech impairment; Mario must have destroyed its face. "I'ck...I'ck cank movk." It's voice continuing. But was it lying? Could it be part of an immense strategy to get Luigi? Luigi started sweating again. He choked on a piece of bread, the sound coming loud and clear. A rustling sound confirmed the magikoopa could hear him. Little known to Luigi, the magikoopa was thinking the same thing as Luigi. Is he behind the corner, waiting to kill me? The air in the room grew thick with terror; you could slice a knife through the air. Then the terror ended suddenly. "Please don't hurt me." Said Luigi, being cowardice. "Pleack dok hurk meek." Said the magikoopa at the same time. The broken clock, hanging high on the wall, suddenly fell and broke with a loud crash.

"Hello Princess." The voice chilled Peach, and the cold claw of a monster soon curved around her delicate skin, drawing a little blood. Peach cried out, but Bowser continued making his escape, walking backwards, carrying Peach to the entrance to the dungeons. As Bowser entered the courtyard, he swung Peach in front of him, as a hostage in case that freak Toad attacked. Bowser did, in fact attract Mitch's attention, and he began to make his way to Bowser. "Don't even try Crap Cap." Laughed Bowser. The hot sun was uncomfortable against Peach's skin, and she really wanted to yell at a Toad. "Unhand the Princess, or I'll be on you like a Fuzzy, you scoundrel." Shouted Mitch. Bowser had a certain talent for telling true intentions, and Mitch, in reality, was a jerk Toad who was pretending a shaky, valiant act. "If you attack Toad, the princess could have a messy accident. We wouldn't want to cry over spilled Peach's, now would we?" Even if Mitch was a jerk, he had a certain loyalty to the Princess, and this nasty turtle was starting to annoy him. But could he do anything? "Show me the way out, and Peachy won't get hur-" BUMP! A Toad went flying into the air. Someone had jumped on Bowser from behind. Penter came sailing to the ground, sweating as usual. Bowser had dropped Peach, and she had scrambled away, gasping for air. Mitch couldn't believe it. That wimpy Penter had knocked out Bowser. He actually had. But he was not handing his pride away to that loser. "Wow, try not to trip on me, considering the effects." Said Mitch in a mean voice, following to spit in Penter's face. His Fan club followed suit, all spitting in Penter's face. Mitch wasn't done. He kicked Penter in the face too, just for his own consolation. His club followed. But Penter was tired of spit and sweat, which formed a sphere of imminent torture, working for the secretly tyrant Peach, or being hated upon by fellow Toads. Penter was tired of it, and never would he have to put up with it again. SMAP. The sound of a kick into Mitch's stomach. BANG. The sound of Mitch's head being kicked into the cement on the ground. CRACK. The sound of Mitch's spinal cord breaking, and suddenly, Mitch, the temporary hero of the Mushroom Kingdom was dead, murdered by another Toad. Penter looked down to the crumpled heap on the ground. Was he insane? No. No. Was he insane? No...no...was he wait...what was he? Was he insane was he? ...Yes?

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Silence. A cold silence. And then the voice spoke again. "Whook arck youk?" Came the magikoopa's voice. Luigi wasn't sure what to do. The cry of terror from earlier confirmed that the magikoopa was crippled too. But Luigi was crippled too. Everything was turning into a deadly game, and Luigi had to play smooth. "I'm Mario." He said, in a loud voice, to show he couldn't be a crippled Luigi. But he had completely forgotten that he himself had already said "Please don't hurt me." Silence... The magikoopa meanwhile was figuring the game too. His only goal was to escape before Luigi (It was very obvious it was Luigi) could somehow attack. He would need to pretend he was weak. "Whuck ark youk goik took doick tuck meek?" He gasped. Luigi could tell what he was saying. He had to scare the magikoopa into not attacking before Mario came back. Once Mario came back, everything would be solved. "If you come around the corner, I will attack." Bellowed Luigi. The magikoopa knew he was winning the game; he would just have to show just how much of a weakling he was. "Wanuck plake ake work gake?" He said. (Wanna play a word game?). Luigi didn't know why he could understand the koopa's malformed words, but this was all working into his favor. "Okay." Replied Luigi.

"Heh heh he-ACK! COUGH!" Generally, Bowser considered Toad's stupid, humble creatures that had no strength or further purpose in life. He had just been proven wrong. It was strange how close of a power that Toad's was to Mario's, as it had certainly caused some head damage (not brain damage). No matter, the Toad's had been occupied by the fight that the Toad was flaming. All the toads in the castle were in the chaos, trying to stop the freak toad. Because they were all so busy, Bowser had escaped from the castle, and was on his way back to the Koopa Kingdom. He would rebuild forces, and then attack the Mushroom Kingdom again, now that Mario had been killed. (He could only assume). But to get to the Koopa Kingdom, he would have to cross through the forest...

SNAP SNAP. The twigs crunched against Wes's feet, now strangely...more powerful. From the sign of the forest, slowly starting to unthicken, Wes could tell he was near a clearing. But then...something else was coming. SNAP SNAP. Coming from the Northeast. Wes was prepared. Wasn't he always prepared? The power of anxious curiosity always flaming? And yet... The figure stepped into view. It looked like a huge koopa, with head bruises. Horns, and spikes on its shell. Wes was prepared incase it tried to attack. "What? ...a magikoopa? Were you sent to retrieve me back to the Koopa Kingdom?" What were these words? Magikoopa? Koopa KINGDOM? There's an entire kingdom? Either way, Wes was not in the mood to bow down to anyone. He had a memory to retrieve. "I work for no one." Said Wes simply. He continued on his way. But Bowser wasn't done. "Get back crooked shell! You are a Magikoopa obviously, and magikoopas aren't accepted into Toad society." Wes ignored the words of the ugly beast. Bowser was becoming infuriated, despite his bruises. "GET BACK HERE OR I WILL RIP YOU TO SHREDS!" He roared. A fight? Wes wanted to test his ability’s. Wes turned around. "That's better, now guide me back bucket head." Said Bowser nobily. "No. You mentioned a fight." Said Wes. Bowser laughed. "You must be insane. I am King Bowser. You’re King!" Cried Bowser. "No." Said Wes. Bowser is very simple. He is angry. Or semi-angry. "WARRGH!" Bowser slashed out a claw, but Wes shot a bolt of magic energy from his mind. It hit Bowser, sending him into a tree trunk. Bowser jumped up with lightning energy, coming down at Wes. Wes fired another spell from his mind. One that disfigured. But Bowser dodged it- in the air. He was too crafty. Bowser swung back, and smashed his claw into Wes's face. Wes fired a red spell of unknown power at Bowser's chest. A brilliant flash of light followed.

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Mario crawled up out of the emerald pipe. He dusted himself off. Suddenly, the pipe shattered, and all that was left was a large hole in the ground, with razor sharp emeralds at the bottom. Mario started his way to the house, but swore. The leg still hurt. Wait...it was starting to hurt less. That was a good thing, wasn't it? Mario coughed very loudly.
 
PART 5!!!

For everyone who's intrested...

I bring you another spicy hot dish of Mario's Crowbar!

PART 5

"He killed him!" Cried out a voice from the huge mob of Toad's that had gathered around a small scene. Penter, a Toad with a crazy look in his eyes was next to the body of Mitch, who he had killed. Other gasps and cried were whispered around the group. Some Toad's backed away, afraid of him striking out. Others tried to examine him. "Move!" Shouted the Head of the Guards, Blaine. It was the first time since Blaine had become the Head Guard that a Toad was the cause of chaos. The cloud of Toad's opened a path, in which the Guard's, led by the Head Guard, walked upon. Penter noticed the Toad's coming. He wasn't going to let them bother him. "Stay back. Or...or..." Penter didn't really hate the Toad's, as he more hated Princess Peach and Mitch. But now... "Or... I'll kill you." The Guard's didn't flinch. Instead, they started to grab him. He was just another random Toad who had gone insane, except this time, this one had actually killed. ...But was it something to worry about? It was too late to turn back for Blaine, as he had already grasped his hand around Penter's arm. Bad choice. Penter had a sudden burst of power, and swiped his fist into the Head Guard's unprotected face. And then sudden chaos. Half the guards launched forward to grab Penter, while the other half backed off in terror. A first regular guard approached Penter. He kicked the unfortunate guard in the face. The guard knocked into the one behind him, and the guard behind the guard who had been knocked into by a guard swore and fell over. Soon, all the Toad Guard's were on the ground, swiping at thin air, proving the Mushroom Kingdom's bad defenses. With all the guard's on the ground, Penter started running. Peach, who had been resting against a Castle wall the whole time noticed his escape. "You stupid buffoons! He's going that way!" She cried out, pointing in Penter's fleeting direction. But Penter was already on his way out of the Castle.

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"I win!" Said Luigi. He was proving he was strong, and not to be dealt with. "Anck Ike looke." Said the Magikoopa. He was proving he was weak. Both had no idea of the others intentions. Luigi looked at his food. There wasn't much left. And the day wasn't even over. Why did the clock have to break? WHY? If Mario didn't come back soon, Luigi would starve. ...But what about the Magikoopa? As long as it was alive, Luigi could survive too, as the magikoopa had nothing. Where oh where was Mario? Wh- The front door slowly opened. Mario came inside. He was pale. His left leg had a horrifying avulsion. And Mario coughed. But he was holding something behind his back. Luigi couldn't see what Mario was holding. Mario was right next to the magikoopa. All he would have to do is turn to see it. "M-" But then Luigi saw the magikoopa. It was crawling behind Mario. Trying to reach the still open door. Did Luigi want to tell Mario? ...No. Luigi knew the second he wou