The Broken Land: Yoshi's Triumph
Chapter 1:
The world of our imagination exists. As layers upon layers, the separate realities do not interact or cross…this is due to the power and magic of one benevolent being: King Stripes. A tiger seemingly eternal, has become ill, and his life is fading. Due to this, worlds are now b together, and the circumstances have the stakes of the lives of everyone at hand. Slowly, as Stripes' power has weakened, the various universes have violently slammed into each other. It is at the specific point that one such universe has been consumed that we join our hero…
Like a single drop of water breaking a the calmness of a serene pond, intelligence and thought was bestowed upon him. What had he been doing, where was he, why did his head hurt ? The green dinosaur was laid face down his hand curled around this peculiar metal as the thoughts ran through his head. Slowly he pushed himself up, and opened his eyes. It's when this happened, he saw the horror: His partner, his hero, his….friend was wounded severely. There in front of him, on the grassy field, random debris all around was Mario. A huge spike of a stalactite driven through his stomach, his hand out reached toward Yoshi.
"Mario !" Yoshi ran over to his wounded friend, his eyes were already wincing shut. Mario had this weakened smile on him, in spite of all the pain. "After all these-a years…you finally learned to say my-a name…Moma…Mia" the last phrase was uttered with a hard groan, it hurt to live. Yoshi dug into his side pouch…"A Yoshi's Cookie will heal him !" He desperately thought, but before he could pull it out Mario's hand has gripped at Yoshi's wrist. "My time is over-a…Yoshi…you must-a…listen to me….* Yoshi's hand was still, it took all his strength to not burst into his tears, he HAD to listen to Mario's last words.
Mario nodded and pointed over to that large hunk of green metal. "There is someone, that needs that." He suddenly coughed with slight drips of blood covering his white glove, "… If you touch it and listen-a, there will-a be a voice-a…he will explain…everything…." Mario's hand started to twitch violently. He again grabbed Yoshi's hand as his eyes widened with pain. "This is your story now-a,,,do what-a I could not…I…believe…in..you…..-a" Mario's hand had gone limp, and his eyes closed. Mario….was dead.
A few hours had past. A mound of dirt now was there where Mario had once been, with his trademark red cap laying on the pile….as a grave. He stood there looking at the giant green metal. It was as tal as Yoshi, and was two straight slabs connected at a joint at the top. It was a large pair of tweezers. In the time that past, the memories had started to come back. Mario had found the Magical Tweezers a few days ago, and the moment he touched them he knew what to do. They were going to deliver them, but at the time Yoshi was his old self; no need to reason for anything. Had the touch of the Magical Tweezers bestowed this ability to comprehend on him ? If so, he felt resentment towards that fact. Al that it brought was pain and sorrow. Yoshi wiped a tear from his eye. It doesn't matter how he feels Mario gave him a dying wish, and damniit he would honor the request ! Yoshi slowly walked down the path to the Magical Tweezers planted in the ground. And with both hands…he grasped the Metal.
END CHAPTER 1 !