Yorkie: How's life
Éclair was whispered lightly, her voice shaking with fear.
"Sorry. I- THERE!" Éclair shrieked and pointed to the wall. Peach looked at her, annoyed.
Luigi looked at the wall intensely and suddenly picked up a broken strap with his foot (barely) and kicked it toward the direction Peach was in. A syringe immediately shot out, right where Peach was about to step down, had Éclair not screamed. Peach looked in amazement, but Éclair shook her head, utterly terrified.
"N-n-not that. There's a shadow." She dared to point, her hands shaking as she pointed again. Peach squinted and gritted her teeth when she saw the shadow for a mere second. She smiled for a quick second before her mouth was puckered in horror. She reached out to see if it was true.
"That- That looks like-" Peach howled in pain and smashed straight onto the cracked old, dirty gray floor.
Éclair's lips quivered as she began to break her chains in anger. Luigi felt like he wanted to cry, real bad. No plan now. And Rosalina. Just such a big pack… He went on adventures, but this was all-new. That haunted mansion, at least he had a weapon for ghosts. Now, he was stuck in a cage. A syringe was nailed center of Peach's skinny, graceful white hand, which had turned purple from the impact before coloring back to her fair skin tone. The marches got heavier when Éclair lashed out on her cage. It snapped and she jumped to Peach. Luigi looked, slightly jealous. Of course, he had to be stuck. But he wasn't in the best mood to bugging. With all the grief that stuck, there was an arrow of pure misery.
Luigi frowned. He wished he could attack Mr. L, maybe then things could be better once the creep stopped taking his body.
But that's no fun, is it now?
I will literally change so Mario can stab you.
Always a baby, asking his brother for help. Wah!
I can kill myself now, where will you go?
…
… So you keep yourself alive for me, huh?
If you say one more thing, I WILL kill myself.
…Fine.
Yeah, that's right.
Luigi felt more anger after Mr. L. It was bad enough he could take his body, but he can't even have proper thoughts without the jerk interrupting. He clenched his fists and was shocked again.
Luigi sighed.
He'd rather have Mr. L take over his body right now. Then he could be out of these chains. But… is that what the enemy wants? Does this mystery figure want him to change so he could be hypnotized or something? Is this all a plan?
Éclair ripped the syringe in Peach's hand out quickly, with almost no pain at all. Peach barely opened her eyes when Éclair ducked. Peach creaked her eyelids open halfway before the fluid (Whatever the syringe contained) was activated again. Éclair hung Peach up quickly, scared as the Marching got louder. She locked the chains hurriedly and lunged for her cage, and but her chains on her, making it look like she was innocent. She whistled lowly to signal Luigi. He grabbed the brown leather straps and threw them on, pretending to struggle as it worked. The brown leather literally gave him a look and magically retied itself. Luigi growled, annoyed. This was a black magic item. He could tell. Probably from the black market. The marches arrived just in time.
"What is going on here?" A big, sturdy tall guard who looked on steroids, and had black glasses demanded to know. Éclair stupidly gasped loudly. She was supposed to pretend to sleep, Luigi thought. Now we might get caught.
Oh ease up buddy, at least your not tied to some hobo's belt. Pee-u! Ever heard of showering?
And I DON'T SMELL! You try taking a shower when your fighting.
I will kill myself.
Good idea. But it wasn't me this time.
Luigi's expression changed darker. It was the strap! Luigi grumbled and turned to the guard. He didn't have any look on his face. Just one. But it wasn't what most see.
Sorrow.
Guilt.
Grief.
Anger.
Luigi wanted to wail. Daisy was pried from his hands, and he couldn't protect her. Or Mario. In fact, he got kidnapped for trying! But he kept silent as he tried to have a look of respect. He didn't care what they did to him anymore. Daisy was gone, Peach is hurt, Éclair screwed by accident, and Mario is gone.
"He's not gone, Luigi." A soft voice said.
"Neither is Daisy." The rough brown strap said gruffly.
"We could show you." The softer voice suddenly controlled his vision.
Daisy, Mario and the koopas! They were crashed out, dead on floor. Mario was dragging all of them toward a large item.
"They're looking for you."
"And scared of what happened." The brown strap said and looked straight at Luigi.
"Here's proof." The vision contorted, as Luigi's mind entered Daisy's mind.
Visions flashed quickly. Him not knowing her. The fall. Éclair knocking on his door. The kiss. A stumble from the king that made Luigi fall, gravely, nearly dying until someone. Daisy and Luigi sitting on a porch, Her leaning on his shoulder. Her calling him up, Her spying the moment he took too long. The cat fight. The fight where Luigi disappeared. But the worse came. It horrified him. Him pulling the gun on her. Ditching her. Leaving. Not helping.
Daisy slipped and was holding on to the truck desperately for her life. Mr. L tried conning her in to saying she loved him, but she refused. He pushed her off, and she fell down the bridge.
However the mask was gone, clothes changed.
Her dream was the opposite. She was stuck in a cage, as she watched Luigi slip off.
The dream turned to Mario's but Luigi cried out. It took out of the dreams and the faces. Daisy had silent tears coming down as she gripped Mario's hat unconsciously and wiped her eyes on it and blew her nose. Mario was sniffling silently and snoring, after muttering.
"Come on, I'm a MAN!"
Luigi suddenly felt a poke and bolted upright and yelled "WHY ARE THEY SLEEPING?!? Did they faint?!?"
He was received a few odd looks as he was poked in the head with a stick, as if an animal. Éclair cracked her knuckles harshly as Peach laid still as ever, unmoving from the impact. Peach only clutched her hand painfully with a tight expression of pain on her face. In the same moment, Luigi stared at the guard blankly, the grief erased with a moment of confusion and that 'hey-what-do-you-think-your-doing?!?!' face.
"Vat is vrong vith the lad?" A much smaller Toad with a thick German accent said, his mint green mushroom head turning to face the big Toad.
Éclair wondered idly how in the world is there such a thing as a German Toad. She must have missed quite a lot in the passing years. She also wondered why they were obsessing over saving Daisy and Mario if they were the ones stuck as she took note of the room before her once again, realizing the small changes.
The hay was replaced with rusty chains that were bolted from high to the ceiling, to the floor, sitting as if they were vines. The gray, old, sturdy, bricks sat lazily as a slightly brighter light hung from the ceiling.
The changes made Éclair assume it was a different room. Other changes were intact, and worse ones. Éclair shivered when she found her answer as she looked. Daisy and Mario. This place seemed a vague familiar, and they not only didn't know the way, and the creatures and… Éclair blinked horridly when she saw the shadow again, but ignored it.
They were still surrounded by these lazy people. Some may be sleeping on the job, but noises weren't heard at all. Just the creepy creak of a squeaky door creaking open occasionally, and the sound of water dripping. Fewer crowds were required, since the thought of the man in green is stuck in a cage. Traps, devious ones would spring up if our brave ones managed somehow to get out.
A thick voice whispered when they grabbed Éclair. Luigi was shocked with strong electricity, nearly frying him to Shroom Bacon.
"Drop her!" Luigi fought still, as his pain continuously grew with fire . A guard spoke up.
"We need her for information." The guard growled rather quickly when a small toad crawled to Luigi, trying to hide. Instead of the usual pattern stuck on toads, he was all black with three dots of dark gray stamped on his head. He seemed to be looking past Luigi.
"Don't worry, they won't physically hurt her. Just torture through words or embarrassment, something like that. I think." The toad looked at Luigi and realized something.
The toad smacked his face and said, "No!"
"It's ok Todd. Just get the stuff. I got mine." A voice said, seeming as if on the other side. Luigi was too overwhelmed to even listen to the voice.
Luigi caught the black Toad grinning evilly.
"Say night-night." The little guy grinned.
He stuck his hand in the cage. Luigi became wary of his hand, knowing it probably contained a needle or something. Luigi felt a stab at his arm for a second. He looked faintly, to notice his other arm was able to jam it down. The guy grumbled quietly as Luigi's eyesight fainted, but he remained awake. Yet another surprising quick impact came to him from his other arm. Another toad plunged a shot in as Luigi's sight finally turned black as his head slammed back in pain, smashing into the back of the cage. Luigi thrashed desperately, his fists slammed in to the toad's face.
"I will come back for…Dais-" Luigi faltered as the light, grew fainter with the scenario quick.
He reached out and plucked something from the tiny, malicious toad. The troops carried away a furious Éclair, who was promptly throwing a fit. But this time, for a good reason.
Luigi was already started to feel tired as the toads and hordes of people hauled the last hope away. Luigi gasped when he saw the shadow Éclair had been trying hard to show.
This shadow was moving quietly. It looked as if an evil yoshi was there or worse an enormous goombas. The shot finally acted on it's own as Luigi passed out. The shadow stepped out when it noticed Luigi was hurt, and Éclair was taken.
" Oh no…"
Mario awoke to a stick prodding his head and a feeling of being hatless. He cracked his eyes open to see sand beneath him, Daisy squashed under his stomach, clutching his red hat, clearly using it as a tissue. Mario groaned as he stiffly got up. His arms were wounded and scratched. Rocky sand was their comfort with the waves inches away. The koopas were snoring off, safe and sound from their protective shell. But very wet. Daisy had silent tears getting off mixing in a rather disgusting mixture. She was the cushion Mario had smashed into, and pressed into the rocks.
Daisy's face was scratched with unfortunate red running down with the tears, scratches sticking out from her arms screaming "I NEED HELP NOW!" and black and blue pouncing her legs as her stomach was sandy with blood imprinted on the old, almost symbolic shirt. Her hair was flying and covered in mud, her hair looking darker no longer a burnt orange. Her dress caked with mud and torn, looking more brown than a orange.
"What have you done to the easy meat?" The mysterious teenager crossed his arms when Mario got a closer looked to this destroyed area. And a better look, too.
The teen was wearing distressed black jeans, an oversized red hoodie, a backwards cap, unzipped to show a black shirt with a printed skull on it. He was poking Mario's head with a leafy branch out of pure boredom. The city was destroyed behind him, making him a survivor from the burnt ashes of the city. Mario didn't like this kid not one bit. Mario just knew something bad was happening. He felt it. He lifted Daisy up and called the koopas. He'd never admit it, but as annoying, stupid and idiotic they were he was actually starting to like them. Mario groaned as he anticipated home the way it was before this all happened. Home, Mario thought with a dreamily eyes.
Home, a big fat cake waiting for him and Luigi to devour after saving Peach. Home, tennis matches tied with other events of the day. Home, spending time with Peach happily. Home, watching his brother cook, amazed. Home, where he belonged.
That was all gone now, Mario thought sorrowfully as the teen spoke up.
"What are you doing? Are you drunk old man? Drop the girl and hand me a twenty, then!" The teen said. Mario couldn't believe what this kid was saying and wondered what the kid did today. Or had this person been born tragically stupid? Either way, Mario stood.
"Who do you think you are?" Mario blurted as the kid stupidly hurled a stick in Mario's direction.
Mario caught it with ease. The teenager looked in surprise and cracked his knuckles. Mario growled darkly right when the koopalings popped beside him. They were fine as they walked over finely. The guy looked at them with alarmed eyes and ran off. Mario chuckled as his expression turned serious.
If they thought Daisy was dying then, it was probably worse now. Roy rips through the area angrily as he looked in the weak buildings quick to look. Mario looked through the forest Roy traveled through and dove in. The koopalings shrugged and joined all spreading out.
"Marvelous! Beautiful! Herbs!" Iggy cried out, plucking plants as he followed.
They halted as Roy searched angrily and understood.
Roy wasn't the caring type, but the buildings were delicate now, Daisy was hurt, the buildings were breaking, and the city…
They gaped at the city. Destroyed, Ruined, perfect words to describe this. Graffiti was scribbled on the buildings, cracked streets and potholes, broken buildings, ripped open windows, rocks tossed around as garbage littered the street, knifes stuck through walls, burnt everything, torn roofs. A bunch of people sat lifelessly, dead on the streets, carrying the 'litter'.
The others scrambled for the buildings and tools as Iggy stared at Mario and began.
"Well, while the despicable look, why not use this valuable time to try my-earth's, the beautiful- herbs I collected!" Even Iggy was starting to feel down. Which was scary.
Mario thought and decided why not. He can't kill her with this, he didn't even make a concoction. Mario nodded yes as he watched Daisy carefully. Iggy was centimeters away from her stomach when Wendy came running and seemed nervous and quick.
"I found something! But I'm not sure about it…" Wendy stuttered and continued. "I found an s-sewing kit in an old clothing store with some unfinished shirt or something. The shirt's burnt though."
Mario looked at the girl with curiosity. Who would have even THOUGHT to look in a thread & clothing & sewing store?
Lemmy came running with a burnt cup that once held water. As Roy returned annoyed, with tape. Larry quietly gave a stretchy cloth he found. Ludwig brought a hot, burnt, but still working thermometer. With out thinking of the disgusts, Morton comes running with a band aid. Jr. snorted as he watched, having found nothing, except food for himself. Nearly everything was crisped, broken and burnt.
"And who would sew this girl? Exactly my point, so why not try the herbs first?" Iggy butted in, praying for ability to use his herbs. Listening to what they said, he had decided against it.
"I guess, since I almost always have to redo my clothes. I mean, seriously dad NEVER buys me the right type or they are too ugly and-" She stopped and gulped.
They scooted away as Wendy breathed and grabbed the thread and needle. She worked gently on her stomach, wanting to puke on the inside. Gross. She finished when her brothers and Mario crawled back, covering their eyes.
"Done?" Ludwig asked, almost begging.
Wendy said yes as they opened their eyes. It might not have been too good using thread, but they needed to wake Daisy first. Then when this was over, they could take her to the hospital. Larry tied carefully and gagging the stretchy clothe around her stomach as Roy gruffly handed him tape. Everyone rolls their eyes as Larry tapes together the ends of the stretchy clothe to her back.
Wendy, was still unsure, snatched the band aid from Morton, and put that on the cloth to her side tightly. Almost immediately Ludwig flips his thermometer to realize it's broken. Nevertheless, he sticks it in her mouth. Jr. burst in laughter from this.
"She's hurt, not sick dummy! I even know what to do!" He chuckled as Roy whacked Jr.'s shell so harshly he fell back from the impact and rolled back, groaning.
Ludwig took it out and looked at it. A relieved look was placed on his face. Ludwig didn't want to say he was lying, but the words spilled out over his mouth before he could say.
"I think she's ok." Mario never felt so happy and relieved. Lemmy tilts the water in her mouth, stupidly, but she swallowed it.
Her eyes blink slowly as they begin to open. Everyone leans forward, anticipating it. Two minutes turned to ten, but no one moved.
Her eyes begin to creak open. She weakly sits up, still feeling horrid.
Daisy smiled at them and leaned in for a hug.
"You are alive!" Lemmy declared happily.
"I knew under these terms of my intelligence, your resources, we'd get her back!" Iggy claimed, even though he barely did anything. The group began arguing as Daisy got up slowly.
Mario helped her up and walked around with her. Daisy tiredly held her stomach, happy no ache was there nor cut. They must have saved her in time. Luck. She gazed at the scene she was in suddenly.
Daisy felt so frigid when she saw the scene. Mario helps her walk when he noticed her rigid form and assumed the surprise, from such a town.
She pushes Mario away and limps toward a building and stops on the sidewalk, next to someone. Mario follows her running and worried.
"What is wrong, Daisy?" Mario huffed. He stops and looks over to the person Daisy was kneeling at.
She had blue crystal eyes with a fair complexion, tiny nose. She had long, auburn, curly ringlets. The girl was a very pretty girl at that. Daisy was looking alarmed at her when she looked at Mario.
"Oh, is this one of your friends or something?" Mario asked, coming to her aid. Daisy shook her head no.
"This…Is my sister."
O.o
I bet you sure weren't expecting that!
I really hoped you enjoyed the chapter, and I'm assuming by some reviews that the cliffhanger is the only thing disliked. Too bad! I got to keep bugging with it of course! Tell me what you think, and if you could, why not tell me what you think the girl's name is anyways? I always, always, always want to hear your stuff.
I though, think to me this was a terrible chapter. No dialogue, more thinking. I am a terrible writer. : (