Hi this is Frederic Marile! Here it comes… THE ACTUAL STORY OF THE LEGEND OF THE CLOUDS! Here's part one. Dang, it's only six parts into my first story and the disclaimer is already getting annoying…I don't own the Mario series or anything in, for, or about it. That means characters, principles, ideas, and all that good cheese. The only things I do own are my original character, Goomessa, and also Troy, King of the Clou-I mean King of Earth. SO DON'T STEAL THEM! Unless-I forgot to say this before-you have my permission. So sit back with a pound of bacon and enjoy the show! I mean story! I promise, I don't own iCarly, I just thought that would be funny.
"So what do we have to deliver today, Shiff?" asked a Toad casually to a Toadette walking next to him.
"Well, we have some bills for Merlon-he really should quit trying to get his electric eraser to work. What's the point of that thing anyway? Why would you need a plug-in eraser? Anyway, we also have some letters for the mayor, and-" But she stopped dead as she saw it.
Where Toad Town ought to be, there was some kind of pitch black barrier expanding towards them. "Uh, Cruss, what's that?"
Cruss T. looked up and saw the monstrosity as well. As it came closer to them, it traveled faster. Somehow, Cruss and Shiff both knew this was not something they should stand and talk about. "Run, Shiff!"
"Right behind you!" The Toads ran as fast as they could, but the darkness was faster. In a matter of seconds, they had disappeared, to join countless others as the newest residents of the Land of Dark Clouds.
Peach sat frustrated, too tired to get up and pace as she would have wanted to do in a situation like this. She was still pondering what had happened to give Troy such a change of heart. The events were still fresh in her mind, and she recalled them all too quickly:
"Now watch!" Troy cried gleefully, "Watch as your entire kingdom is destroyed by the magnificent power of total darkness!"
And as he said this, a black bolt of lightning hit the ground and spread for miles in every direction, causing everything it touched to disappear. The sound of paper being ripped could be heard as the darkness quickly spread and left nothing in its trail.
The pitch-black energy forced its way towards the castle at a frightening rate. Peach could see it also spreading in the opposite direction. But she could do nothing but struggle helplessly in Troy's grip and watch the darkness approach them.
But then, as it was about to envelop the three of them in horrible black-whatever it was made of-Troy suddenly moved again. In one swift movement, he drew his right arm back and tossed Goomessa away with all the strength of the Summer Olympians. Peach watched in horror as she flew far off into the distance, much farther than the darkness could reach. She then looked at Troy in terrified anticipation. But instead of throwing Peach along with Goomessa, he raised his scepter again.
There was only a blinding flash of black and Troy and Peach no longer floated above the castle.
"WHAT?!!" screamed a large dragon with smoking ears and horns like flame. "CAN'T YOU PEOPLE DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!" His eyes twitched in fury. His eyes blazed and burned into his servants' skulls.
The servants knew the question was not to be answered, but they also knew that reusing to speak would get them in big trouble too. So a Hammer Bro. in front whimpered, "I guess not."
"SHUT UP!" Bowser bellowed. Taking some time to relax, he continued, "It matters not. As long as you can grab Mario before he messes anything else up, it'll be fine."
"YES SIR!" The Koopas shouted and saluted as one and made for the door. When they had all left, Bowser turned away and muttered to himself, "I wonder if it's right to trust these chumps with capturing Mario for the twentieth time. Aw, they'll be fine."
"AHHHH-aiiie!" cried Mario, falling from the sky and landing in a meadow. "Owwwww…" Gathering himself, he stood up and brushed the dirt off his clothes. "They could have at least put me right on the ground," he grumbled. Sighing resentfully at the prospect of saving the world again, he began to walk slowly through the tall grass that covered the ground almost up to his waist. This is stupid, he thought. It doesn't even look like I'm getting anywhere. The mountain on the horizon isn't getting any shorter, and nothing is getting any closer. But he decided it was nothing to worry about.
He continued to walk for what seemed like hours, but the horizon remained unchanged. Am I really tired or what? He decided that was entirely possible, considering how long he had been walking. But it's definitely not getting closer or bigger. With a shock, he realized it was, on the contrary, looking much smaller than it had when he had first landed. There's something wrong with this place. I'm walking towards the place, but it looks like I'm walking away. That, and it's getting really hard to walk altogether. Wait a minute...oh no...Looking down, he discovered in horror that he was walking in quicksand, and had been doing so for at least five hours.
Mario immediately panicked. The first thing he did was yell helplessly. "Someone get me out of here!" he shouted, though he was well aware no one could hear. He tried to pull out his foot and wished he had figured out he was where he was around four hours and fifty-five minutes ago. His leg was utterly glued to the ground and still sinking. "Why me?!" he cried. "Someone, anyone, HELP!"
Help didn't come, and finally Mario had to sit down. "Oh, why me," he whispered, gently shaking his fist in the air. "Please help."
Still nothing happened. Mario lost hope after another ten minutes of silence in the air. By now most of his chest was gone. His head hung low, he began to doze, knowing it didn't matter how he spent his last couple of minutes.
Every inch of the place was pure disgusting. They call this a beautiful forest? She thought. You couldn't go two steps without stepping on a rotten -was that supposed to be food? Moving on, she thought with a shudder. Oh, this place is horrible, she conceded. What was worse was that she didn't even remember how she'd gotten there. She remembered having some kind of yucky herbal tea with two other people-she couldn't remember them either-and then the big earthquake…and then…nothing…
She just wanted to scream. She would have, too, but she was too tired to exert any more effort than it took to stagger through the endless forest. Nursing a stress headache, she continued walking, lost, through the woods.
But finally, she heard something. She couldn't tell what it was, but after five and a half hours, she didn't care. Everything sounded like beautiful music at this point. She advanced towards the source of the sound, and suddenly felt sun on her face. Looking up, she realized she was out of the forest. She looked back down and saw that not two feet in front of her was a vast clearing-made completely of quicksand. That's a odd place to put quicksand, she thought. Considering someone could forget to look down, and then they wouldn't see it- But then she saw something that interrupted her thoughts. It was red, and it had what looked like…a head below it. Then it hit her.
It's an invitation from the princess-I'm going to the castle! -originally I'm from Philadelphia-How exactly do you know Mario, anyway-Yes! Mario! That was his name! He was stuck head-high in quicksand! But how do I get him out? She searched her mind. Was it that if you pulled hard enough that they would come out? Or did you have to pull a certain way? Or what was it? Oh, what am I doing sitting here? He's sinking!
He didn't know when, but Mario woke up to the sound of feet pattering across the sand. He didn't know what it was, but for some reason he expected the worst. I guess being stuck in quicksand, without ever a chance of living and knowing the world is going to be swallowed up by eternal darkness can do that to a person, he thought grimly. But suddenly, he felt a tug on his shoulders. What's going on? He panicked again. Then he felt himself being pulled upwards. He found feeling in his neck and was able to turn his head. He did so, and behind him, he saw a sequin cerulean dress, and above it, the familiar orange body of a petite Goomba.
"Are you-am I seeing things?" he thought aloud. He kept being pulled out of the sand by his savior, and before long he was completely out. He turned around again. Mario rescuer was indeed the small but bold Goomba, Goomessa, who had accompanied him to the castle. Somehow that had seemed so long ago. When he broke out of his thoughts, he looked back at his companion and picked her up, a sudden wash of gratefulness coming over him.
"Thank you so much, Goomessa! I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't saved me!"
"Oh, don't mention it," replied Goomessa.
Mario gave his friend a funny look. "'Don't mention it'?" he echoed. "That's not the Goomessa I know. What happened?"
Goomessa shook her head. "Let's just say five hours without hearing or seeing life-communicable life, anyway-can really change a person."
"I know just what you mean."
"Maybe we should go back to the big town where Mr. Anger Issues threw me to."
So making their way back into the forest, the pair took off for the next part of their journey.
How do you like it so far? I know you were all impatient for the actual story, so I hope you like it!
By the way, I was thinking of naming the spirit guardians. Read the last part of part 5 again; you'll see I changed the Gloomba to a Yoshi, and the Bumptie to a Star Child.
Koopa-Amber
Toad-Ramone (I know technically it should be something that you can add T. to to make it a word that describes him, but he's an all-powerful guardian, so it's okay, right?)
Yoshi-Callie
Boo-Phineas
Bob-bomb-Sandy (Yes I got that off of Spongebob; a Southern girl named Sandy. Just remember, I don't own Spongebob...unfortunately.)
Fuzzy-Roberto
Star Child-Napoleon
Now I have a proposition to make to you guys. Can you guys think of better names? If I like your names (which you can tell me by clicking on the magic green button down there) better, I'll change mine to yours.
Thank you Connecticut. By the way I don't own Connecticut.