The Beginning Of The End

A/N: Hi guys! I decided to start a second story whilst My wi-fi was out so I would have something to do when I'm bored. Almolst two months without internet is AWFUL. I also decided it'll be nice to get a break from my other story and start something new. I don't want to write to much of one story or after a while I won't feel the same interest I did when I first started writing it. So I came up with this. Its been on my mind for a while, so I decided to get started with it. Sorry for not updating in ages but I hope I can make up for that with this story. All reviews appreciated, and criticism helps a great deal, so I don't want to stop you . So R&R and enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Nintendo or Mario.

PROLOGUE

Normal P.O.V:

It was 12pm on Bonfire night.

The atmosphere was jolly; fireworks were blowing up, bonfires burning, and most of the inhabitants of the Mushroom Kingdom had all gathered at the town centre to enjoy the extravagant feast the Princess had organised for her subjects. Bowser had recently been defeated, so there was nothing to worry about. The sky was filled with flaring lights, and the air was filed with fun and laughter.

You'd think everyone will be down there, even if it's just to keep warm by the fire?

Of course not. Several blocks away from the town centre, on the roof of a two-floor house, sits a young, blonde haired girl, staring at the glowing lights in the distance. Why is a young girl doing on a roof away from the fun of one of the best occasions in the year,when she could be eating her 7th hot dog by now? Well, this girl hates bonfire night too much for that.

"I will never celebrate bonfire night again, " she whispers standing up.

She has long, thick, blonde hair with blue and purple streaks, tied into a long pony tail that passes her waist, and bangs around her has dark, blue eyes, and a heart-shaped face. She was quite short since she's only about five or six. She's wearing dark blue-black jeans, a purple turtle-neck top and a black hoodie. On her back is a black backpack with a silver star key ring on the zip. On her feet, she wears black converses with blue laces.

She looks towards the bonfire one last time, turns around and with a single bound, jumps of the house, onto the paved street below.

A/N: Sorry about the short chapter(though it is a prologue) but the next chapter will be longer. Next chapter should be up either today or tomorrow depending on whether I decide to edit it. Criticism is appreciated, and I hope I can aim for this to be a at least a 15/16 chapter story. Tell me what you guys think and I hope you enjoyed. I wish to get up to at least chapter 4 or 5 before the end of February. Thanks again!

~cooltiger~