Luigi ran swiftly through the dark woods, his feet were light on the hard ground barely making a sound. Brambles and thorns swiped at him from all directions menacingly , but he had to keep running no matter what. Snow was falling around him, quickly making it harder to see fogging his vision of ahead. The cold crisp air held him back, he was slowing down rapidly he was running out of breath as he kept his eyes on the path ahead. 'A little more!' He thought as he used the last of his energy, now hobbling weakly through the snow. His bare feet were scratched and he had blood in diffrent places on his torso, normally matched with a bad tear to his clothes.

He panted heavily out of breath. But at least he could not hert anybody, here he was safe from other people. His brother had kept him in the dark for too long. Now he had to let all the energy built up inside him, finally be free. His brown hair was sticking to his head in a awkward way due to the snow. He had no socks or shoes because they had been slowing him down, and earlier it had been swelteringly hot. 'Talk about bad luck' he thought to himself. The snow had began to fall a bit more peacfully, swirling magestically around him. He felt very comforted. Hear he could be who he wanted to be...back there he had to be who people wanted him to be, a perfect green player 2 class hero. Basically a weakling. He did not want to go on many adventures becaus of the dangerous power he kept to himself. The fear of hurting the people he loved the most. Icy tears ran down his cheeks, he felt confused at himself. The ONLY reason he was still alive in these conditions...was because *it* kept him alive and safe. He peered down at his chest. A black glow admitted from it pulsating in a strong rhythm, he began to feel warmer. Really the chaos heart had some use full quirks. He began to gather some broken twigs around him. He needed to make a place to stay, no matter how warm he felt inside.

The wind whistled through the trees, almost singing a soft lullaby around him. His hair was now dry and flowing gently in the wind. The blood on his top was dry and he felt almost...at home. How was this place even close to home? He glanced around at the pine trees surrounding him. He wanted to try somthing.

He felt the chaos heart take over. The darkness seeping through his body. He let out a cry into the dark lonely night, but of course no one could hear him. He was alone. He felt electricity buzz in his fingertips and his hands lit up, starting to glow with white light. He stared at his hands...he had not been able to do that in years. He let out a laugh, laughing at relief to be free. To let his powers be used for somthing, anything! The white light in his hands were beutiful, they revealed the details of the trees next to him, allowing him to see better.

Luigi knew he had to test this out. He used his mind to think of his clothes, how he would like them to look. He felt the electricity run through him as he clenched his fists. Somehow in a extraordinary way, some almost black ink-like substance spread from his hands and into his clothes. It spread until all his top was no longer green, but a raven black. He smirked, this was really cool. He then touched his denim trousers which had been rolled up his leg, and watched as they turned to a silvery grey colour. Experimenting a little, he used his mind to create a outline of a leather jacket. He opened his eyes and there it was! A black leather jacket, which normally he only saw in motorcycle scenes in movies. A light liquid poured from his hands and flowed into the leather. The liquid ink then separated and created glowing stars scattered all over the back of his jacket. Perfect, just some last finishing touches. He took his finger and drew a strip of black in his fringe, making his hair stand out a bit more. He then added a black scarf around his neck to completely finish the emo look.

He breathed in the fresh air. This was a total break through. If he can transform physical objects like clothes, who knew what else he could do! He had managed to gather enough wood to create a okay shelter for the night. He sat down inside it, very cramped. He just about managed to lie down if he curled up into a almost ball shape, but when he ran into the woods that day he was not expecting first class. It was his decision after all. He did miss a lot, but one particular thing stood out to him.

Daisy. The Sarasaland princess was always supportive of him, as he was to her. He had decided to leave her a note with a tracker stuck to his t-shirt, so she did not worry. He just hoped desperately she would not tell a soul. That is why he trusted HER of all people. He knew she could keep a secret if she knew he needed one to be kept. He sighed in frustration, shivering against the dead leaves underneath him. Oh how he missed her, she was very kind and generous. However he thought to himself 'Staying would just cause more unneeded heart break.'

Daisy woke up with a shock. She had a bad nightmare and had managed to turn over and roll off her bed, with a loud 'THUMP' she groaned miserably to herself. It was 6:00 and she had sleepy bags under her eyes.

She sat up and slinged her yellow duvet back up onto her matching yellow bed. Yawning, she actually stood up and stretched her arms out. Her eyes scanned the room, eventually settling on the window. It was snowing gently, but still looked icy cold. She did not want to go out there. 'OMG! Snow day!' She thought to herself excitedly. The weather was always normally sunny, so this was a very rare occasion. She yawned again, before slipping her bunny slippers on and walked over to her clothes draw. 'What to choose, what to choose!' She thought as she admired all the amazing clothes she had neatly stacked against each other. She eventually settled on a yellow sweater with little suns patterned across it along with some blue denim jeans and some sparkly yellow socks. After that she felt more refreshed and ready to face the incredible snow day ahead of her.

She walked over to her bedside cabinet picking up her new shroom phone. She opened it up and looked at her messedges. She had loads, but she had Dident want to look at all of them so she searched for a certain name begging with L. Ah! There it was. She opened up there chat together and read his messedge he had sent her carefully:

Hello dais!

I know I have been a bit awkward lately...for that I apologise. I am afraid I have some bad news, but I trust you dais, and I think you out of all people will understand. The chaos heart...it hasn't left me alone. I have tried desperately to hide it, but now it is near impossible. I almost heart Mario badly the other day and cannot forgive myself. What if I did somthing like that to you? I would not bare it. So I just wanted to say I am truly sorry, you can see me any time with the chip tracker I have mailed to your castle. It is in a little envelope so try not to break it! The powers I have are bad. But if I go somewhere where they can be free, I would feel better about not being able to hurt someone. Catch you later!

-L

Daisy could net believe her eyes. She had to read the text twice for it to sink in. He had run away? To protect people from himself? She began to tear up. One from sadness, but one from a bit of rage. Could he have not seen her first? Was he okay! Was he injured badly? All of it was a bit much for her to take in. But she knew what she wanted to do. Meet him.

If anything he could awnsers her burning questions. And what was this about powers?! He had never mentioned this properly before. SURE she knew he had some kind of power, but never did she think it could be this strong. She let out a frustrated sigh. 'Why you gotta do this to me weeg!' She thought, feeling very much in despair.

A female purple toad servant ran into the room all of a sudden. "Your majesty, I am sorry to interrupt but Peach and Mario request a meeting with you ASAP! App rebel it is very important." She shouted in to the princesses face. "Okay, okay Toadabelle!" Sent a messedge that I will see them at Peach's castle in a hour. That is the quickest I can get there!" She ordered the toad out of the room. What was she going to tell them? Luigi trusted her...

She quickly zipped up a yellow messenger bag, it contained water, Luigi's envelope that had arrived apparently earlier that morning and some other makeup products. 'All set.' She thought and raced downstairs, brushing past any servants in the way. Quickly shouting "sorry!" Over her shoulder.

What could she say. Luigi was in trouble. He needed help.

ASAP!