Hello, everyone. Scorpion here, bring you my very first story. I thought of this some time ago and decided to put it on paper and eventually here. I am still fine tuning the story, so don't be surprised if you don't see any updates for a while. I am welcome to any criticism and ideas for this story so it can thrive like I hope it should. If anything, I hope to keep being inspired to continue the story to its conclusion.

In advance, thank you for taking time out of your lives to give this little project a try.

Now for the technical: I don't, by any means, work for Nintendo or Square Enix. Rosalina, Polari, Mario (if he shows in this story) and other Nintendo characters belong to, well, Nintendo. Geno and Culex are the odd balls, belonging to Square Enix. I'm just a humble fan of the companies making a story with them.

Now, without farther a due, the Grandmasters. *applause*


Journal Entry: Foreboding

Dear Journal,

I had watched the blue planet as the Observatory passes its orbit. How long has it been since I last been here? How much has changed in the century has passed? I have visited many worlds since I left my home all those centuries ago, met many species, both humanoid and otherwise, and learned so much from the stars and their children. Nonetheless, none of the worlds I have visited has yet to compare to this world or the inhabitants who calls it home.

Earth, as it is affectionately called by its denizens, is a world full of beauty as well as contradictions. The people of this planet are, by my observation, are some of the most violent, vain, destructive, hateful people I have seen as of yet. Almost every advancement and advantage the people of Earth has ever developed was used to hurt each other or gain power in some way or another. There are even those who torment the people around them just for the sake of causing torment. Though all that, through all the suffering, there is a light that shines within each person. Hope, compassion, empathy, courage, and determination seems to be at their brightest when it situation is at its darkest hour. My heart has always belonged to the stars, and it always will, but the traits these people have are admirable. To unify and stand in the face of darkness to help their own people is something that inspires me. Right now, that help is also exactly what I need.

Even now, as I write, I feel a foreboding force. In the near future, I fear a great calamity will strike this world with a force that will ripple and disrupt the delicate balance of the universe itself. Unfortunately, I am not the only one who feels the heavy sense of dread. The lumas under my care, whom are more in tune with the workings of the stars then even I, was struck with an unknown sense of grief and depression which, compared to their typical positive and spirited disposition, was disheartening to say the least. Polari, my oldest friend and wisest advisor, fears that this is a precursor to the arrival of great evil. "This planet will be where the malevolent force will arrive," he once told me. "If the evil's allowed to surface and escape this planet's hold uncontested, the very existence of the universe will be in great peril. What this evil is, however, is a mystery to me."

What Polaris has told me filled me with a great deal of concern for my children, this world and the universe in general. My duties to the stars would normally prevent me from acting on these concerns; however, to ignore such a terrible calamity would be a betrayal of everything I believe in. I MUST intervene before it is too late.

This attempt, I fear, will not be as simple as going to the world and warning the people of the dangers, hoping they can solve it themselves. I will have to get directly involved and see to a peaceful resolution to this crisis personally. This is task, however, I cannot carry out alone. It has been some time since I requested from one of another world, I will admit. The last time I interacted with the people of a planet, it was to help a valiant red clad warrior save his special one and my lumas from the power-hungry Koppa King. But I digress.

In order to prepare for the trials to come, I will need the help of an old friend. I have already sent a message to him and it should be in his possession shortly. After his battle with the Smithy gang, I fear that he has not fully recovered. Star spirits have vast amounts of power, but it can sometimes take years before they are fully well again. Luckily, my gift should speed up the process, and I am sure that he will be fond of it. Regardless, I pray that he will be able to help. Still, even if he was at full strength, I am still not confident that it will be enough to combat this threat.

How much time has passed since I have asked the lumas to loan their power to another? There are so few who can handle the boundless energies that the little once have, and most of those who can are simply not worthy. Finding Earth humans who are pedestrian might be an insurmountable task, but I cannot give up. For the sake of my precious lumas, this world and all worlds among the universe, I must try.

May the blessings of the stars guide our way.

~Rosalina


So, there's the beginning of my little tale. I hope it is to your liking. A little on the short side, I know, but this isn't a one shot. Other chapters will be up sooner or later.

"The journey to good writing begins with a single pen stroke." (Or in this case, key stroke)

This is Scorpion, signing off. T.T.F.N!