MOTHER3: A Novel
CHAPTER1: Prolouge
DISCLAIMER: I do not own MOTHER 3 or any of the story herein. All copyrights go to Shigesato Itoi/HAL/APE/Nintendo/Whoever owns this awesome-ass game.
SUMMARY: Yes, that's right, the tale of M3 in written form. Join Lucas and his friends as they go on a strange, funny, and heart-rending adventure. Rated T for future chapter violence (possibly) and some language.
RATING: T for possible future violence and some mild language.
PAIRINGS: None at the moment.
WARNINGS: Watch out for the man-eating walrus behind you. A hurr hurr. Language and violence (none as of yet). Nothing too bad.
Oh, and just so you know, this story is meant to be just a novel version of Mother 3. Truth be told, this is just to help me better my writing skills, nothing more. You see, I'm not creative enough to come up with my own plot and whatnot (at least not at the moment.) But nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this anyway, and I hope it does the game justice.
Enjoy!
Welcome to the world of MOTHER 3. These are the Nowhere Islands. This is Tazmily Village. Above this Tazmily Village is the Sunshine Forest. Above that Sunshine Forest is the home of Alec, Hinawa's father.
A small, snoring lump with blonde hair lay in the bed on the second floor. Chest slowly moving up and down, the little boy was sound asleep, dreaming of tasty omlettes and bright, sunny skies. Turning in his sleep, his arm slipped out of the bottom of the covers
*KNOCK!* *KNOCK KNOCK!*
"Lucas! How long are you gonna sleep?" A loud voice shook the room. "Get up so we can play! Get up, already!". It stopped for a moment before it continiued, "The Dragos brought their babies over! They're really cute!" The voice giggled at the thought of them. "Hurry up!" It finished, sounding hyper and energetic. While the owner of the voice stomped loudly- more so than necissary- down the stairs, the blonde boy, aparently named Lucas, groaned into his soft, white pillow.
Why can't you let me sleep, Claus?, Lucas thought irritatedly to himself. Of course, they ARE Dragos, so I can understand why you'd be excited... Nearly falling out of bed, the boy rubbed his eyes sleepily before proceeding to trudge down the stairs. A woman clothed in a pretty red dress was sitting at a big, brown table near the front door. "Good morning, Mr. Sleepy-head Lucas," She began amusedly. "Claus has been up for awhile, playing with the Dragos." Lucas gave a small, tired nod of recognition before attempting to exit the house.
"Are you planning to play in your pajamas?" The woman gave Lucas a disapproving look. "Scoot upstairs and change your clothes." Lucas sighed inwardly. He knew that she was going to say that, why hadn't he changed while he was still upstairs? Giving an obedient nod, Lucas dragged his feet as he headed up the stairs once again.
In a flash he was dressed. His normal yellow and crimson shirt and matching Converse, comfortable denim shorts, and a quick comb through his thick, blonde hair (which stuck up on the top of his head, he liked it that way) and he was ready to go, albeit still not fully awake. Walking downstairs a little more slowly than he intended, he was finally out of the house and into the outdoors.
The first step you took outside was always refreshing and nice, almost like the feeling you have after you take a nice shower. The crisp, clean air and the deep blue sky immideately woke Lucas up.
"Oh, you're up, sleepyhead." An old man with a white beard, brown hat and glasses smiled down at him. "Well, today's the day you head back home. I'm gonna miss you guys." He affectionately ruffled Lucas' hair a bit. Lucas half-forced a smile. He didn't really like it when people touched his hair, but he didn't mind so much right now, only because he would miss his grandfather too. Lucas hugged Alec, who looked suprised for a moment, but hugged him tightly back. Neither of them said anything for a moment, each wanting to remember that special moment, just the two of them. After a couple of minutes, Alec pulled away. "Your brother's over that-a way," He pointed east. Lucas nodded with a smile and set off, walking briskly in the direction his grandfather had pointed him in.
When he first caught sight of his brother, he was walking backwards. Lucas laughed inwardly; His brother did some funny things sometimes. Then he noticed the three Drago to his left. Two were huge and green, one a darker green than the other. This Drago was standing up straight, apparently waiting for something, while the other was lying down. The third Drago ws tiny compard to the others, but it was still as big as Lucas, maybe a bit bigger. It was running around the lighter green Drago excitedly. Looking back at his brother, Lucas noticed that Claus was positioned near the ground, like a runner right before the race started, right in front of the big, green Drago. Both the Drago and Claus' faces were dead serious.
Then, three things happened at once.
Lowering his head sightly, Claus smirked and ran straight for the Drago.
The Drago puffed it's chest out, obviously not planning to go easy on the boy.
Eyes widening, Lucas put a hand over his mouth in shock.
*THUD*
For a moment, everything was still. Then, the Drago fell over on it's side with an even louder *THUD*, Claus giggled, and Lucas sighed in realization. Of course, He thought, they're only play-fighting.
Claus turned around as Lucas walked toward him. He waved at his younger twin. "Whew, I'm beat." he huffed and gasped softly. "I've been play-fighting with the Dragos all morning. You should play too, Lucas!" He suggested, moving aside so that Lucas and the Drago were face-to-face. "Here try ramming into him, like I just did." He instructed, pointing at the Drago as if Lucas couldn't tell where it was.
"Claus!" A gruff, old voice called out, "Lucas still doesn't know how to ram into things yet!" Both boys turned to see Alec walking up to them, with the tiniest hint of a smile forming on his lips. He stopped beside Lucas. "Lucas! It's really very easy. Just try to get a lot of energy stored in your legs by couching down, like this," Alec demonstrated an accurate crouch, which Lucas noted. "Then, just hold you position for a second, and go go go! Doing this'll let you dash into things." He nodded, concluding the mini-lecture. "Try it out by ramming into this Drago here." At the mention of it, the Drago puffed it's chest out slightly in recognition. Lucas grumbled under his breath. He didn't really feel like trying to ram into something 10 times his size. But Alec wasn't letting him go that easily.
"You'll never succed with such a sullen look on your face." Alec reprimanded. "That holds true for anything. Just try it!" he gave his youngest grandson a pat on the back. Lucas sighed to himself, seeing that there was no way out of this. Crouching, he 'gathered his energy' for a moment, then charged head-on into the Drago.
Lucas felt himself press against the Drago for a second, then bounce right off the next. The breath knocked out of him, he watched, half amused, half suprised, as the Drago fell onto it's side, much like it had when Claus had rammed into it. He felt kind of... good, for doing something that required energy and courage, albeit not much. "That was great, Lucas!" Both Alec and Claus cheered at Lucas as he turned to them. Before he had a chance to thank them, they all heard a voice.
"Move it! Outta the way! Make way for the great Mole Cricket!"
As they all turned to see who could've been talking, they were suprised to see that it was, well, a Mole cricket.
The baby Drago suddenly ran behind the dark green one, growling and acting a bit scared. The father Drago gave out a low growl, warning the creature not to come any closer. The mole cricket merely turned toward the three males standing nearby. "I can't just sit idly by when I hear someone's play-fighting. I'm going to wipe the floor with all of you! Get in my way and you're in for a world of pain!" the cricket screeched before in attacked the twins, who were caught off guard.
Needless to say, it wasn't all that hard of a fight. Lucas and Claus stood by for a moment, wondering if the tiny insect was for real. The mole cricket took this oppurtunity to bite Lucas, who cried out, more from shock than anything. Claus gave Lucas a serious look and nodded before going at it with the mole cricket. Lucas nodded back. Now, they meant business. Stepping and flicking, the two proceeded to kick the crap out of their small enemy. The cricket did his best to fight back, but in vain. The battle was over almost as fast as it had started.
"I see you have more of a spine than I thought." The cricket stated as Claus and Lucas high-fived each other. "If you'd like, I could train you personally sometime. Next time we meet, it'll be at the big Mole Cricket Hole Stadium! I look forward to seeing you there." It said nonchalantly, almost as if it had forgotten that it had it's ass handed to it not a few moments ago. It then scurried off. Lucas looked at Claus questioningly. Claus just shrugged it off, mumbling a "dunno". Then, as they heard footsteps, they turned around.
The woman in the red dress, who had told Lucas to get dressed a little while ago, was strolling towards them. She stopped in front of them and looked back worriedly. "I stepped on a mole cricket. I hope it's alright..." She mused with a frown. Turning back to the three she had come to see, she said, "Lunch is ready, everyone. I made your favorite, boys. Omlettes!"
At the mention of omlettes, all three of the males lit up. "Ooh! Lunch, lunch! Omlettes!" Claus called out excitedly, both he and Lucas running toward their grandfather's home faster than you could say "Hungry twins". The woman smiled. Turning, she adressed Alec. "You too, Dad." She said as she made her way back to the cabin as well. Alec nodded.
Turning, he waved to the Drago family happily. "Good-bye. Thank you for letting my grandchildren play with you today. They had a wonderful time, especially Claus." The dark green father Drago, who appeared to be smiling, nodded. Alec smiled too, before running off in the direction everyone else had, shouting, "Hey, wait for me! You saved some omlettes for me too, I hope?"
Back at Alec's home, the quaint little family had just begun lunch.
"What's your favorite food, Mom?" Claus asked the woman who had just sat down at the table, with a letter in her hands. She mumbled something in response. "Oh? Omlettes? Then your favorite is the same as ours? We make a good match!" He laughed. The woman just smiled. "After we're done eating, we need to get ready to go have to go through the forest to get back, so we'll need to leave early." She told her boys, who were almost finished eating. Alec, who was cleaning up, snorted. "Don't be silly," he chuckled, "I bet the kids could make it here alone, it's that safe." he turned toward his youngest grandson. "I bet even you could handle it, Lucas!" He laughed. Lucas' face fell at this comment. The woman just sighed and got out of her chair, reminding her children to hurry and exiting the house.
Once outside, she began to read over her letter one last time:
Dear Flint,
Just like you said they would, the children have been running around the mountains and fields tirelessly since the moment we arrived.
Claus is as daring and full of energy as ever, while Lucas is still a bit coddled. But neither seems tired of playing at all.
My father seems sad to say goodbye to his grandchildren after seeing them for the first time in so long, but we should be home by this evening.
I had forgotten how nice and refreshing the mountain air is. You're always covered in the smell of sheep back in Tazmily, so I really wish you could have been here to take in this air.
The next time we visit, let's ask one of the neighbors to tend to the sheep so we can all come up here as a family.
Claus, Lucas, and I were always thinking about you. When we get home this evening, I'll start cooking some of your favorite omlettes right away.
With love,
Your Dearest Hinawa.
She deemed it acceptable as she attached it to the leg of a carrier pigeon. Closing her eyes, she stopped to think for a moment. Throwing her arms up, she let the pigeon fly in the direction of Tazmily Village, where she usually resided. Re-opening her eyes, she smiled to herself, thinking of the man who would be waiting for them when they go back this evening. Turning to go back inside, she heard a strange noise coming from overhead. From the porch, she could see a huge shadow making it's way swiftly across the ground, not too far away from the house. Puzzled, she decided that it was nothing more than a large bird. A very large bird that made strange noises. Putting it to the back of her mind, she re-entered the house.
But little did Hinawa know, this was just the beginning.
The beginning of what, you ask?
...The beginning of everything.
A/N: Yup. The prolouge. I know, I know, the whole 'beginning of everything' line is too overused, but it fits here, y'know? Anyway, I'm having a lot of fun with this so far. Please R&R, please please PLEASE. I need critique so I can improve my writing and just to know that someone is reading this. Any suggestions are gladly appreciated, and flames are accepted too... for now :P ~Ari