"I swear to god that one day I will have my revenge."

"Tossing her hair about, laughing, and skipping down the hallway in her oh-so-glorious mansion…

I will get my revenge."

This is a fan-fiction based on the Mario series, and even though it might come off as more of a cheery Super Princess Peach story towards the beginning, do not fret- I intend to move it more towards its Mario category later on, with some fantasy scenes that involve tragedy, dark magic and some weakened forms of violence towards the end.

Other than that, I hope you enjoy it! I'll try to keep to a minimum amount of notes throughout, and despite being somewhat of a procrastinator myself, I personally feel it is within every good writer's pride to try and update their stories, so I will try to update often.

Please review, and don't flame, troll, etc… This story is for entertainment purposes and character material as well as some story aspects belongs to Nintendo, however the actual story/context belongs to me, and I am known as Aria-Tenshi on here, if you didn't already know.

Chapter 1~ Coronations And Devastations:

The blossoming flowers sprung into life, one by one, as the proclaimed Princess Peach took her crown and placed it firmly onto her silk blonde hair with gratitude.

"Thank you, Mushroom Kingdom," She showered us all with her alleged gratitude. "This crown… it makes me forget about the day when my father lost his life."

'The day' happened to be the day before the elections for a new Princess began. That day was the day that I feel most uncomfortable looking back on. That day… was when Peach's father died while fighting Bowser.

"Oh, yeah, that's right…"

"Poor girl…"

"I heard he got stuck in the pipelines on the way to save Peach…"

"Yeah, I also heard that a young man called Mario is taking over the plumbing business…"

"Oh, yeah, that's right…"

"Poor girl..."

NO. She must have planned it. It wasn't a coincidence. It couldn't be a coincidence. She planned it. She must have planned it.

That crown should have been mine.

"Daisy?" Toadette noticed my anxious face. "Are you okay?"

Of course I wasn't okay. I was practically biting the flesh of my thumb until it bled. I wanted to see the crimson liquid drip from my fingertips… I wanted to know if feeling in any more pain was possible.

"No," Came my humble response. "That crown should have been mine, Toadette."

I stood up in front of my seat at the table and threw my fists down onto the table.

"That crown…" I scowled, glaring at the Princess's beautiful crown, caked in diamonds. "That crown should be resting on my gorgeous hair! Not Peach's blonde mop of hair!"

Toadette quickly jumped to my side and ushered me to rest my bottom on the pink, cushioned seat behind me.

"Come on, Daisy," Toadette warned me, pushing me down into the warmth and comfort of my allocated seat. "Let's not do anything we might regret."

Glancing over to where Peach was feasting, she quickly added, "Let Princess Peach have her moment of glory and we can take some form of retaliation later, okay?"

I nodded my head, slowly and cautiously.

I couldn't help noticing a tall, slim-looking man wearing green dungarees glance over at me. The way he stared at me, examining every single detail of my face… He looked at me as if I were the Princess.

…I guess that's where it all began.

Thank you for reading my story so far!

I know this chapter is quite short but I suppose you could consider it as a prologue into the real thing.

Please leave a constructive review and tell me if you liked it or not. ~Aria :)