Hooray for Chapter 2 - Also yes I needed the base of Chapter 1, here's Chapter 2 which is where my easily and already corrupt childhood mind corrupts a beloved and mind-screwball episode of Super Mario World. Wee-Hee! This is where I really saw the episode as a kid when Mario and Koopa fight.
After the flood was cleared I saw Mario show up, the two brothers fought about the crop being unable to feed the cave people if this difficulty continues. No real resolution though, they just fought like a waste of time. After a couple of months seemingly Luigi was right, and the crops grew meaning I could set out my plan. At night I and my Father were going to do what we do best, destroy the crop and steal some to sell back to those starved cave people. While doing so and finishing about half the field was when I happened. I saw a shadow of him, the naïve Yoshi came out for a snack. After noticing our job at about morning he yelled and told others, soon Mario and Luigi dressed in pajamas came running out. While lazed cave people slowly shuffled their way out of the house and watched us for a while, before walking back inside to get back to bed.
The Mario Brothers however ran towards us yelling things like "What're you doing with our food? We worked hard to grow that, you know?" and "You better give that back, Koopa!" while we prepared to run off with our prize. Before Mario and Luigi came a thug of ours, the sumo bros. and banzai bill which Mario jumped swiftly over, but not Luigi. Instead Luigi was struck and fell back but unluckily for near a power-up known as the fire flower. After catching it he started throwing fireballs at us, and one hit me causing some of my hair to singe slightly and me to fly back into a sumo bros. hole that it created to submerge Mario in. I feel the World swallow around me before being in a total darkness still hearing the yelling of the Mario's along with my Father and his troop. Than nothing, debris follows around the hole as it closes completely while roots are at its side. I found myself falling into a faint of sleep as I saw the nightmare in front of me.
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When I woke up I found myself in darkness, the burnt markings ache, and I found myself feeling very broken. Left severely injured in a dark room under something heavy. I dragged myself by my claws which felt overly cracked; the blood was dripping towards my palms where it dried to stain my olive skin. I pushed away from what was suffocating me as it pushed onward around my abdomen were it nearly suffocated me and towards a sound in the distance which echoed as I saw shadows move as they traveled around where I was. My groaning calling them towards me, these people weren't soldiers of Father but other creatures entirely.
A large brown creature stood before me, he was a mole with brown fur and a white belly. His eyes were covered in round black sunglasses to exemplify he could not see. His small paws began to reach towards me and while others pushed away the debris that covered me, again I began to feel faint. Soon I fainted inwards into the darkness as they put me on a makeshift stretcher to take me away.
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The darkness was nearly all over if a mole with a small white candle he'd probably found didn't some and place it nearby towards my operation table. The light comforted and soothed me as I saw it for what I thought was the last time. Than the operation began, a mole unrolled a bag to reveal doctorate tools that he'd use on my body. First taking a cloth and wetting it with water first to clear the blood, and then dabbed the cloth in alcohol to put over any severe wounds so to heal infections if they're present. I gripped my fists and clenched my teeth as they did this due to the stinging. Another mole checking over my shell for cracking or other damage, I luckily only had a small crack present and a chipped spike on my shell which needed very little medical attention.
I saw a another mole come from nearby carrying an item covered in a white cloth with cord tied in a shoelace bow, than after pulling the string he revealed a mushroom. A 1-Up Mushroom that is, and cut off 1/7 of it and began to feed it to me. Upon placing it in my mouth I felt the wounds feel as if dissolving somewhat as I felt it hit my stomach and digests immediately. Even the intense damage to my shell slightly healed; through I knew it was to be somewhat permanent. They examined my eyes with curiosity as they investigated my severe cataracts. One of the moles pulled out a syringe and placed it into my wrist, than pushed the fluid within me. The cold liquid moving upwards through my arm, my skin was somewhat transparent due to blood loss making it easier to see the large amount of the tranquilizing drug they inputted. I moaned and groaned more as I felt myself begin to fade.
Eventually the light of the candle was dissolving upon itself and the darkness again took over, the moles didn't mind this at all and knew I would be asleep during this time. They then examined my claws for possible injury, seeing that the crack in my shell was indeed severe I saw one of the moles take out a screwdriver and paste. On seeing it I twisted and shook what was left of me in an attempt to escape. The drug however was taking its effect.
Then I felt myself fall into yet another deep slumber…