Chapter 1

A soft breeze ruffled her black satin dress as she cried quietly into her matching hankerchief. Hundreds were present at the funeral of the Chancellor. Her hat was small and black, with a veil over her face and a large brightly colored peacock plume swaying gently with the breeze. A perfect setting for a burial, the sky was dark and foretelling of rain.

"It will all be okay. We will find out who did this." Mallow whispered to his long time friend. Bow floated silently on the other side of the princess and kept silent, as boos often do.

After keeping silence for some time, she finally let a few meek words come out. "He was like a father to me… how could anyone do this? I don't even think Bowser could have… this horrible crime."

The princess of the boo pondered and rubbed her cheek for a brief moment. "Personally, I think one of the guards did it." Bow whispered. "I sense something horrible; corrupt inside the palace walls, and I know it isn't you."

Avalon sighed and looked over at the guards. An unseen evil; she was having horrible feelings, just like the ones she had before Smithy came. "I feel it too but there is nothing I can do."

Bow nodded. "But yes there is, your highness. Disappear for a few weeks, to clear your mind and prepare. Go to Delfino or Glitzville and maybe you can get in contact with Geno again. Maybe he can help."

The ashes of the chancellor were buried in a modestly sized monument in the Mushroom Kingdom cemetery. Life would go on, the princess was crowned queen and no coronation party was had. She sat on her newly acquired throne, wearing the queen's tiara, and reading the small golden scroll a dozen times. How peculiar… a peace treaty after all of these years!

"With my signature…" she thought. "This feud between Bowser and I can end."

The scroll was a peace treaty that had came from the Koopa King himself. "Should I accept the king's proposition? What if he killed the chancellor? Maybe this was all part of a diabolical plan? I really shouldn't trust him! Although, one can never have too many allies…." She thought a moment, and finally reached an intelligent decision.

A new scroll was prepared and given to the winge'd Yoshis to deliver. As Bowser read the news he slammed his fists on the arms of his golden spiked throne in anger.

"Why won't she be my ally? WHY? She's the most stubborn…."

Kamek peeked in the room.

"Your highness, the news was not as we expected?" The magikoopa hid the sign behind his back. Written in silver confetti on a red poster board it said, "congratulations on your victorious victory".

He attempted to calm himself by inhaling through his large nostrils. "No, it was not as I expected at all! She thinks I killed the chancellor or had someone else do so. I just want to make peace! Look at the letter she wrote to me! I'M TRYING TO BE NICE AND SHE WON'T LET ME! WHY IS SHE SO FUCKING DIFFICULT?"

"Bowser, calm yourself. You don't want to wreck the throne room again. The construction crew is on vacation."

He pounded his fists on the throne again. "It's going to turn out my way this time, Kamek. It HAS to! If it doesn't, I'm going to have to do something desperate! I'm going to do ANYTHING desperate!"

Kamek sighed. "Well, I'm going to take the blimp to Glitzville to watch the championship match tonight. If you were in a better mood I would invite you."

Bowser stood up. "You? Invite me? No, I don't need an invitation!" His mighty paw swept Kamek into the wall violently where a portrait of Bowser fell upon him. A scream was heard and Kamek was silent for a few moments. "And you're not going ANYWHERE! You will bring me the Star Kid so I can make a wish tonight! I want it IN MY ROOM when I get out of my bath!" Bowser snorted fire and headed into his room. "And clean up the mess you made!"

Kamek pulled himself from the rubble and hobbled into his laboratory.

Bowser hissed with hatred as he threw a little tantrum in his room. He had taken a nice bubble bath and was in better spirits. "KAMEK WHERE IS THE JARRED STAR KID you imbecile…. You, um, MORON?"

A tapping was heard on the door so the evil King bellowed for whomever it was to come in. And it was Kamek, with the jar in his hands. "I am sorry it took so long…"

"Save your excuse and give me the little confetti-flake! I have a very good, well thought out wish!" He snapped. "GIVE ME!"

"But I have a better wish. Wish for him to tell you how to attract and capture star kids."

"That idea would have been better if I had thought of it! It lacks evilness! But in any case, it will be a suitable wish. Now hand me the five pointed freak so I can get your crummy suggestion over with."

Kamek scoffed. "I think I should make the wish! I don't even know why I obey you! You never thank me, you throw me against walls, and you're evil! I think I'll keep it for myself, you ugly red headed-"

Bowser snatched the starkid from Kamek, and with a swift backhand, the magikoopa was flat into the wall and twitching in pain. "That's why you don't talk back to me, Kamek. My magic is thrice as strong as yours."

Kamek lay there for a moment, knowing that if he got up he would receive another blow.