Summary: Reflecting on their miserable exsistance is it too late to start again? One Shot!

I'll admit it, it's probably not very good. This idea bugged me today and I decided to put it into words. It's a one shot piece and I hope you like it. It may have a few mistakes, I have re-read it alot but it's like the early hours of the morning and I just needed to get it out there.

Prisoner To Pain

The Mushroom Kingdom, a beautiful, blissfully happy place. A place where many a glorious tale can be told, tales of adventure, tales of romance and tales of happy endings. Legends are born in this Kingdom, legends that heavily feature a Plumber rescuing his Princess, fretful heroes enter haunted mansions and that anyone can be a hero if they believe. Sounds good right?

Sadly for every good tale there is something to even it up, a tale of great sadness, of misery and dispair. What of those people? They have their stories too.

Our story begins away from the happy cheerful part of the Mushroom Kingdom and takes place in the center of the dark, mysterious and misreable part of the Kingdom. A place where the disreputable clientele come to do their dirty and forbidden duties in a small shabby local establishment.

Yes, the Poison Mushroom pub was brimming with illegal activity. The local law enforcement avoided this area, it was simply to much for them to contend with. The landlord of the pub never asked questions, that was the main draw to the place. The landlord, Frank, still had his policies despite turning a blind eye to illegal activities. For instance he refused to serve the already inebriated. Controlling fights was hard enough when the warring parties were sober but you try taking on a drunken Hammer Bro.

On this one particular rainy night Frank had found himself arguing with a punter. Not an unusual occurance in all honesty but Frank hated doing it all the same. He was stood at the bar absentmindedly wiping dry a glass when a tall drenched figure entered the bar. The whole pub went silent, so silent you could hear a pin drop.

The tall figure stalked his way to the bar, clumsily taking a seat. Frank eyed him and in his mind had already made his decision. He made eye contact with the punter, who was unsteady on his stool.

'Usual Frank,' He muttered. Frank shook his head.

'Not tonight,' He said as he put the cloth and glass down.

'Usual Frank,' The man growled, giving Frank a death like glance.

'Sorry Waluigi, not tonight,' Frank responded, the state of Waluigi made him feel uneasy. He'd been to his bar often and but he'd never been in this state before. He'd clearly been drinking and had had alot by the look of him.

'I've... had a...rough day.. no, wait? That's not right. I've had a rough... life ha! Are you seriously not going to serve me?' Waluigi muttered impatiently. Frank sighed.

'Clearly you've had enough, my friend,' He half expected Waluigi to lash out at him or smash the bar up but the enslaught never came. Waluigi stumbled off the bar stool and glared at Frank.

'Yeah you're right. I have had enough,' With the final statement he left the pub, leaving Frank to sigh with relief.

The rain was still coming down heavily, but it didn't really matter. Not where he was going. He walked down the street, glaring at the floor. The rejection at the bar was just another blow to his already pathetic life. How had it come to this he wondered. Perhaps why it had come to this would have been a better question. The answer was easy really. He was a screw up, a loser. A loner.

His mind fixated on the last word. Loser. He had no friends, no real family. Wario could hardly count now adays. He was always off with Mona, running his business back in the Diamond City. Wario had no time for his loser brother anymore. He laughed bitterly. Who'd have ever thought that Wario would ever achieve anything in his life? Then another thought pushed it's way forward. What had he achieved in his life?

Nothing. That was the simply, honest and only answer he could give. Heck, he couldn't even make friends with anyone. He always managed to drive them away and only realised the error of his ways when it was too late. Too late. Yeah, he was pretty sure it was too late to even try to start again. Everwhere he went he was pretty much hated.

He had been walking for hours, wrapped up in his grim thoughts that he hadn't realised just how soaked through he was. He shivered.

'C'mon. Get a grip,' He muttered. He looked around him and he was no longer in the darker section of the Kingdom. He had walked right up to the Golden Mushroom bridge. The four lanes for traffic were desserted. It was gone 2am in the morning so of course it was quiet. That was a good thing though, less people to watch him in his last moment of misery.

He walked to middle of the bridge and climbed up onto the ledge. The rain was still coming thick and fast, the sound of the rain drops hitting the floor were almost thereputic, calming in you will. He looked out beyond the bridge and saw Toad Town on the horizon. There only a few lights flickering thorugh the darkness, they must belong to peoples homes and he briefly wondered what normal person would be up at that time. Sighing, he wondered what it would be like to be normal.

'It's not like I haven't tried...' He whispered to himself. He thought back to a time when he did make an effort only to be rejected.

The sun was shining and a twelve year old boy dressed in red was playing in a field with his little brother. Waluigi was the same age as the younger boy, he smiled as he approached them.

'Hi Mario, Luigi. Can I play with you guys?' He asked. Mario and Luigi both nodded.

'Where's Wario?' Mario asked, looking around for a possible sighting. Waluigi shrugged.

'Mom and Dad have taken him out for a treat, don't worry he isn't here to bully you,' He told the boy in red. Mario smiled and invited him over to play with them.

Hours passed and the three boys were getting on well. Waluigi's older brother turned up and stomped over to them.

'Oi, freak! Whatcha doin' with them losers?' He asked Waluigi as he pushed him to the floor. To stop him from getting up Wario sat on him. Mario stormed over to them and demanded that Wario get off his brother.

'We were only playing with him Wario, jeese,'

Wario laughed hard and dug his elbow into Waluigi's back causing him to yelp in pain.

'Awww! Playing with the loosers were you? Thought you'd found some friends in our dear cousins! ha ha! Priceless,'

'I didn't want to be alone...' Waluigi wimpered.

'C'mon Wario, let him up,' Mario shouted. Luigi hid behind Mario, Wario frightened him.

'Make me,' Wario challenged. Mario didn't need telling twice, he leapt up from the spot and punched Wario hard. Wario moved off Waluigi and proceeded to fight with Mario. Wario was the stronger of the two and easily won the fight. The Mario brothers ran off to their parents, blood pouring from Mario's nose.

'Why can't you let me have any friends?' Waluigi asked on the verge of tears.

'Because you're a freak, freaks don't have friends! You'll stay away from our perfect cousins our else, understand?' Wario shouted. Waluigi nodded.

'Where the hell have you been?' Came a shrill cry from behind them causing them both to jump.

'Mum...' Wario said meekly before pointing to his brother 'It was his fault, he ran off again. I had to fetch him back. He kicked me, look at my clothes,' He said whilst faking tears.

Their mother turned a dark shade of red with anger and rounded on her youngest child. Slapping him hard across the face.

'You wait till I get you home, your father will have something to say about this,' She said as she dragged Waluigi buy his ear. Wario smirked and mouthed to his brother 'Ha! You're going to get a beating'

Waluigi thought about that day. He couldn't blame Mario and Luigi for steering clear of him after that and even though years down the line he had made up with Wario he had never really one hundred percent forgiven him. He always took the beating for his brothers misdeeds. Wario never knew how it felt to have his parents hate him that much, the only reason they let him stick around was so they could beat him for sport. He sighed. It wasn't just his family who hated him...

High School, what was a fun time for most of the children in the Mushroom Kingdom brought more years of misery onto Waluigi. Still recieving beatings from his loving parents he had tried to make friends with other children. Something Wario wouldn't allow. Wario threatened and bullied other children into steering clear of Waluigi. All through high school he felt lonely and isolated. Teachers disliked him too, not because he acted out but because he never handed in homework or projects.

One morning during an English lesson, their teacher had given them an extension on their homework. This came as a relief to Waluigi whose homework had been burnt by none other than Wario. Still the homework was going to be hard considering Wario had burnt his noted too. He sat at his desk with his head in his hands, the bell that signaled end of class had long gone.

'Um.. hello?' Came a timid voice. Waluigi looked up to see a cute blonde girl with blue eyes and a pink dress staring at him.

'What do you want?' He asked, ruder then he really wanted to be. The girl looked taken aback but still smiled at him.

'I heard Wario laughing about burning your homework. He's such a jerk. Do you want to take my notes? I've finished my homework. By the way I'm Peach,' She smiled. She was lovely. He looked at her suspiciously.

'As in Princess Peach?'

'The very same,' She giggled.

'Okay, whats the joke? Where's Wario?' He sighed. May as well get what ever humiliation Wario had planned out the way.

'I'm not joking, I really-' Peach was cut both looked up to see a brunette in a yellow dress walk in.

'Here you are Peach, I've been all over looking for you!'

'I was here Daisy, with Waluigi. I'm helping him with-' Peach replied. Daisy scowled at her and threw Waluigi a dirty look.

'He's beyond help. C'mon Peach leave the freak to his business,' Daisy said harshly as she dragged Peach away.

Once again Waluigi found himself alone.

High School pretty much continued in that way until the very end. Waluigi became an outcast and no one spoke to him. He started to shut himself in his room, read books on bob-ombs and kept pirana plants as pets. This all started to disturb Wario so that even he left Waluigi alone.

A few years after High School, Waluigi had moved out into a squalid flat. It was better then being stuck with his so called family. He became a master theif, thats how he got by. He had no qualifications but that didn't mean he was thick. He had a brilliant mind for explosives and often used them to terrorize the citizens of the Mushroom Kingdom.

One night he was feeding his beloved plants when there was a knock on the door.

'Wario? What are you doing here?' He snarled. Wario looked up at his younger brother. There was something odd about Wario, Waluigi couldn't quite place it.

'I... I'm here to tell you something,' He said quietly.

'What? I haven't got all night!' Waluigi snapped.

'Dad's dead,' Wario said his voice breaking. Waluigi was a little shocked by this, even more shocked because he felt nothing.

'and?' He asked 'What you telling me for? He hated me. You all hated me,'

'I'm sorry, he made us,' Wario said with tears in his eyes.

It turned out their mum had cheated resulting in her becoming pregnant with Waluigi. Wario's dad resented Waluigi for it. No one knew who Waluigi's dad actually was. After the funeral the brothers made a truce and promised to be there for each other. Waluigi's mum still hated the sight of him but at least now he had an ally.

For years they hung out together, plotting to get on over on the Mario brothers. They were invited to parties and sporting events during which time Waluigi had gotten a bad reputation for himself. He became bitter rivals with Luigi and even faught over the same girl. The same girl who gave him a dirty look in the class room. He had fallen for the fiery Princess Daisy. She was everything he wanted in a woman. Problem was she hated him still. He tried to be nice to her but she threw it back in his face.

It was during a tennis tournament that Waluigi finally decided to talk to Daisy. He had waited ages for her to be alone and the moment she was stood by herself he walked over to her.

'Hi..' He said, she looked at him with an odd expression. He couldn't quite figure it out.

'What Waluigi?' She sounded impatient.

'Umm, I was wondering if you would like to grab a drink sometime?' He asked, feeling very nervous. She laughed at him, he felt his gut wrench.

'A drinky With you? Why on earth would I go for a drink with you?' She said still laughing. His chest went tight and without saying anything he walked off dejected.

later on the afternoon, Daisy had won the tornament. She was due to make the winners speech. The crowd, Waluigi included watched her walk up on to the podium.

'Ahem! I would like to thank everyone who has made this tournament what it was. But before I really go into that I would like to send a personal thank you to someone special. Luigi, where is he? Oh there you are! Yes Luigi, you are such a special and loving person, You gave me the strenght to go out and win this tornament...'

The crowd went wild and Luigi blushed. Waluigi struggled to contain his hurt so he headed off. But before he had completely left Daisy had mentioned his name.

'Yes Waluigi, I'm talking to you. I love Luigi so I hope you get the message. I could never love someone like you, I find you repulsive...'

He didn't stop to listen to anymore. He walked out the tennis stadium and returned home to hide away.

He was never taken seriously again from that point. He was even left out of the most recent Mario Kart.

The mail had come early that day, he was eager to open it. He had applied to be a competitor in the Mario Kart races again and wanted to know the terms and conditions of the race.

The letter had arrived with an official seal on it. It read...

Dear Waluigi,

We regret to inform you that due to the foul language you used during last torunament the fellow racers took a vote and decided that you will not be welcomed back this year.

We hope you have a pleasant day,

Regards,

Toadsworth, Chief Steward.

He re-read the letter. He wasn't sure of he was more angry or upset. He wasn't the only one who used foul language last time. Peach had a real potty mouth on her, Wario, Toad, Yoshi and golden boy Mario all used profanities, so why had he been singled out? Another easy answer came to mind. Everyone hated him. He screwed the ltter up and threw it at the wall in a rage. He'd had enough and could no longer bare it anymore. The hatred, the rejection.

He walked over to his cupboard and pulled out the closest bottle of whiskey he had and opened it up. Whiskey was his only friend right now. He started to down the bottle...

hours later he stumbled into the pub where Frank refused to serve him.

This brings us nicely to where a broken man sits on a bridge in the pouring rain. Contemplating his miserable exsistance, Waluigi wasn't a good man by any means. He knew he'd done alot wrong in his life, but he had at times made an effort. His efforts were always thrown back in his face. What had he to live for anymore?

Unsteadily he stood up, taking a deep breath. It was a long long way down from here. The water below was freezing and he knew as soon as he hit it in his state it wouldn't take long for it to claim him. As he stood he closed his eyes and let the wind hit him, cold fresh wind. He shivered again. He was going to be wet and cold in a few minutes anyway so what did it matter? He lifted one foot up and...

'Walugi?' Came a shrill female cry from behind him. He put his foot back down, turning round to face who ever it was who had interupted his perfect moment.

'Why... what are you doing?' She asked, fear in her eyes. He looked at Peach and wondered why she was even here.

'What do you care?' He asked in spite of himself. To be honest, out of everyone and that included Wario she was the only one likely to care. She was honest and even though they barely spoke he actually didn't mind her. She looked at him with pleading eyes, she knew what he meant to do. She stepped forward and held out her hand for him.

'Waluigi, please...' She begged. He didn't know why but there was something about her face that made him step off the ledge and take her hand. Unexpectedly she launched herself onto him, wrapping her arms around.

She wasn't sure why she was hugging him, she just knew she had stopped him doing something terrible. She felt awful that he felt that this was his only way out. There was blame on both sides and for her part she was sorry.

'Don't ever do that again, you scared me...' She said with tears in her eyes.

'I'm sorry,' He whispered as he buried his head in her hair.

That night they left the bridge in Peach's car and she forced him to stay in her castle. They had reached a level of friendship that wasn't there before and for that they were both thankful.

End.