A Koopa's Tale
Chapter 1: The Beast Within
"He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man." - Dr. Johnson
Logan Versailis woke up as he usually did every morning- to the sound of his alarm clock, and the sound of the door slamming because of his parents leaving for work, and taking his little brother to school. This was his usual morning routine, however, something was off about today…
He scratched his head and got up out of bed as he usually did, swinging his feet around and onto the carpeted floor of his room. He noticed that something was different about himself, he felt a lot heavier and bulkier but for some reason he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He decided to go to the bathroom, but for some reason, he couldn't get out of his bedroom. He figured it was just a massive growth spurt or something else; that WOULD explain the massive weight gain and increase in girth.
"Aw, what the in the flying hell-"He said, before he looked at his side. His eyes widened until he realized that he was wearing a massive shell of some sorts. He looked down at his hands. They were dark yellow, and his fingers were fatter, and they had claws on the ends of them. He looked down at his feet. They were the same color as his arms. They were also massive, and he had clawed toes to boot.
He quickly went over to the mirror hanging over his bed and gazed into it with horror. He looked like… like that one villain from his Mario Bros. game… Bowser was his name. He had the same facial features, eyes… Only he had his same, brown hair, his goatee, his hazel eyes… But from the looks of it, his shell was black. The skin above his nose was the same color as his shell, and his horns were slightly different. They were slightly lightning-bolt shaped, and pointed to the back.
"YOUR CONFUSEDNESS, YOU'RE AWAKE!" A small, high pitched voice said from behind him, sitting on his computer's monitor, gathering Logan's full attention rather quickly.
A Magikoopa wearing a black cloak sat atop the monitor, and quickly got up to salute Logan. He was twirling his scepter around as he began to speak. "I've been asked to stay here to tell you that you're now a part of King Bowser's Private army! Congratulations! You're now under his control, and should be receiving orders soon."
Logan looked at him like this wasn't some kind of crack-induced nightmare. "…Then why isn't he making me do stuff, if this is real? Where are my 'orders'?" He asked, smiling now. The Magikoopa tilted his head a little, and realized something, a expression of dread creeping across his face. "Oh no! The potion! It didn't work-"was all he could say before Logan wrapped his massive hand around the Koopa's entire body, squeezing the life out of him.
"SPEAK NOW." His voice boomed. "I'M A GODDAMNED SOPHOMORE IN HIGHSCHOOL, EXPLAIN HOW I BECAME A KOOPA." The Magikoopa began to shake like he'd been left out in the Artic cold for a couple of minutes. "I-… Can't tell you… under orders... Name is Mortimer... Magikoopa in training..." He said, before Logan released him. "Whose orders are you under to withhold information?" He asked calmly, trying to take this all in.
"King Bowser." Mortimer chimed cheerfully, brushing off his cloak afterward. "Very funny," Logan replied, "But that doesn't explain much." He said, rubbing his chin. "Why?"
"I can only tell you- Wait, I can't tell you anything, actually. You're technically top secret, no one else in the entire Mushroom Kingdom knows about you except me, Kammy Koopa, and Bowser."
The confused teenager put his hands to his face and sighed, trying to decide his next course of action. He could choose between trying to call in sick for school, which would be difficult without his parents being right there with him, pretend to be dead to avoid any negative situations, or, hope that everyone in New York City was simultaneously on some serious pain medication that would make them hallucinate.
"…Well, come on. I actually have to go to school." He said, and began to walk out the door. "You're lucky both my parents are gone already, or else they'd have to clean up your blood from the walls." He said, and managed to get his now massive frame down the hall and into the bathroom to do his business in there. Once he was out, he managed to get down the stairs and make breakfast using his Koopa-fied hands.
Getting on the bus to school, however, would be a bit of a problem. Logan was now classified as what most people would describe as a monster. Getting out of the house without someone screaming "MONSTER" or "HOLY CRAP IT'S GODZILLA" would be a task all its own.
Throwing caution to the wind, however, Logan went outside anyway, with all his gear in tow. Once he got to the bus stop, however, people were screaming and running around like lunatics, hell, someone even shouted, "SCREW NEW YORK MAN, DRAGONS RUNNING AROUND AIN'T WORTH IT!" He said, and packed his family into the car, driving off fast and cutting through a red light.
Logan sighed. "Mortimer. Disguise. NOW." He said, the Magikoopa hesitated as the bus was a couple miles away. "MORTIMER, DISGUISE ME NOW, BEFORE I SNAP YOUR NECK!" He said, and Mortimer zapped him back into a… semi-human form. He was back to normal, in normal clothes and everything, but his fingers still had claws, and his tail was sliding down the back of his leg.
He got on the bus and sat down, putting on his iPod headphones and began blasting Master of Puppets, tapping his claw against the iPod's screen in time with the beat of the song, despite how fast the song was.
Eventually, the bus made stops, and got the kids to school. Logan mostly kept his hands in his pocket to avoid any suspicion. It would be kinda hard to hide the tail, but it was mostly hidden while he was sitting down. The first four periods were OK, except for lunch…
At lunch, Logan didn't realize his Koopa powers were still active, the one in particular being his fire breath. He shouted something across the lunch room to a friend, but unfortunately, fire launched out of his mouth, a small bit, but it was noticed by some of his classmates. He quickly covered it up by saying that everyone was just seeing things, and thankfully, it worked.
As for Mortimer, however, Logan was forced to keep the poor little Magikoopa in his locker. He was able to breathe, and Logan snuck him food from the cafeteria before his next class. It was at eighth period that all hell broke loose, and Logan's life would seem to take a turn for the worse.
Mortimer managed to break out of Logan's locker, screaming at the top of his lungs about there being a spider that landed on him while he was in there. Logan quickly excused himself and stuck his head out the doorway right at the Magikoopa zoomed by on his own two feet. "…Little monster runs TOO fast," He said, and gave chase. He thought he had him cornered at the end of the hallway, but it soon dawned upon him that Mortimer had created a copy of himself for his master to chase.
Unfortunately, Mortimer managed to get back into the room that Logan's study period was in. His teacher, who was a bit on the heavy side, screamed, "OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT THING?!" Mortimer managed to hide from his "master" before he got into the room, and Logan snarled, "MORTIMER, ON THE COUNT OF THREE." And before he even counted, the Magikoopa leapt from his hiding spot, which was above a bookcase positioned next to the door.
By the time the Magikoopa landed, his scepter had smashed against his master's head, undoing the disguise spell from the previous morning. This undid the spell, and revealed Logan's true form to his classmates- A big, angry Koopa, much like Bowser from the Mario game series. And he was standing right in the middle of a classroom.
Logan's classmates all screamed in horror at the sight of their transformed friend, especially the girl that Logan had his eyes set on, Lily. She was especially afraid of his monstrous form, and hid from his line of sight, ducking under a desk and tipping it over. She had a fear of Godzilla movies ever since the age of four, and this experience wasn't helping her out much.
The Koopa tried to get the room under control before anything happened, mostly to him. "…Listen, listen, I can explain all thi- PUT THAT GODDAMNED CELL PHONE DOWN." Logan boomed as one of his classmates got ready to call 911.
But before he knew it, there were already police sirens outside of the school, and he felt something cold point at the back of his head, and police officers surrounded him from just about every side. He raised his massive hands and muttered, "I surrender, officer. You can slap the oversized handcuffs on me, or electrocute the hell out of me. Just take me to the big house, court, wherever, and I can explain this mess that is… my life."