An: So I just realized that in order for her wings to work, Raven would have to have a different structured skeleton. Considering that she was normal before Morton did things…well you get the idea. Read and review ^^ I love it when you all review.
Raven.

The last thing she remembered, she had been face to face with Bowser Jr. After he had passed out, everything got red and hazy.
The surface under her was cold, and she was lying face down on it.
As she tried to get up, she found her hands were strapped down to the table.
Wait, hands?
Slowly, she turned her head towards her missing arm. Horror filled her to the core.

There, attached to her shoulder, was a massive hunk of metal in the shape of an arm.

Her eyes widened in horror.

"Ah, you're finally awake Raven."
Raven hissed at the voice.

"What the fuck did you DO TO ME, MORTON?"

One of his enormous claws ran along her metal arm lightly.

"This? As good as you are with a sword , you'll need two arms for the wars to come. If it's any consolation, Morton Jr forged it. It was the only way to keep him from telling Bowser. He was REALLY angry about this whole business."
As she let out a weakened snarl, Morton chuckled.

"Oh please, you're hardly terrifying strapped down to a table, Princess. " His large hand patted the space between her shoulder blades.

It felt like knives were stabbing into her back every time his hand accidentally brushed against the remains of her ruined wings.
As Raven's entire body seized up with pain, a sob erupted from her lips.

"Don't touch them!" Tears were now streaming down her ruined face. "I hate you!"

When Morton next spoke, his voice was exasperated.
"Listen Raven. I want to help you here. But I can't do fuck all if you're going to yell at me. I'm going to fix your face. I'm going to fix your wings. Now shut up and let me help you."

"Why?" She croaked out. ''Why would you help me after all you've done? After how badly you MUTILATED my body?"

''…Did Tyrion never tell you why I did it?" Morton sounded incredulous.

"Nothing to tell. You mutilated my body. Turned me into a hybrid looking freak."

Morton gently began to ease her wings out to their full length.

"I had to strip them to the bone while you were sleeping." He commented. "When you were young, you had a disease that would have killed you. Congenital Heart Disease. I assume you know the effects?"

"Yeah…I've read medical books and stuff." Raven muttered, trying to process this new information.

"Your father begged me to save you. He even offered Peach's hand in marriage to Bowser. That was very amusing. Yes, I went a bit overboard with what I did. I wasn't in the right state of mind when I was working. Something about blood just…." He let out a huff.

"…I saw my son. Does he know? About…me I mean."

"About his maternal parentage? Yeah, I let him know that. Bowser knows too. Now take a deep breath, because this is going to hurt a lot."

Almost immediately, blinding pain shot through Raven's system. As her entire body seized up, she realized something with a horrifying jolt.
It was her wings.
He was doing something to her wings.

Someone was screaming.
Someone was screaming LOUDLY.

As Raven fell into the darkness that enveloped her, she realized that the one screaming was her.

As soon as Raven fell unconscious, Morton injected her with a powerful tranquilizer. This time she would stay asleep.
Her wings were encased in a metallic mold which he was currently pouring a metallic mixture into.

He stopped long enough to wipe the sweat from his brow before continuing.

''Morton."
The elder Koopa turned to see his namesake standing in the doorway.

"You need something?" He looked unamused. "I'm working on the princess."

Morton jr.'s face was full of anger.

"I'd rather die than be down here." He spat. "But B.J. told Dad you were working on someone down here. Dad is on his way, and you need to hide her NOW."

Morton Sr. swore.

"Gods be damned, I'm going to kill that little fucker."

He pressed a series of buttons on the surgery table. A rumbling noise echoed through the room as the entire wall moved upwards. Behind the wall, a long passageway was visible.

"Take her through to the end of the hall. You have to keep pouring that metal in there.' 'He gestured to what he had been doing.
"After that, I can handle the rest with Kamek's help. Or any other Magikoopa really. Now go quickly."

As the younger Morton wheeled the unconscious woman into the passageway, The elder Morton quickly sealed the passageway's entrance.
Only moments later, the door was slammed open. As Bowser entered, smoke curling from his nostrils, he looked very VERY angry.
"Morton. You swore you weren't going to DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE." He thundered.

Morton rolled his eyes at his son's tone.

"It's the last one. A favor for an old friend of mine." Morton's tone was unusually calm. "Syrio's squire. It's Syrio's squire."

"And where is he now?" Bowser demanded.

"He's been moved to one of my other labs in the castle. You need to stop impeding my work."

The smoke thickened and Bowser's eyes flashed red.
"Excuse me?"

Morton fixed him with a piercing glare.
"You heard me. If I keep having to stop and start the surgery because you want to bitch at me, Im never going to finish it." His tone was angry.

Bowser turned and stormed off, beyond angry.

Morton entered the secret passageway. As he entered the lab, he saw that the metal was frozen around the wing bones.

"Thank you."

Morton Jr shrugged.
"No problem. It's the least I can do for her." Morton jr. cast a glance at the molds.

"Her wings will be metallic now. I guess I'll have to start working on some armor for her so she doesn't die again…"

Morton Sr chuckled.
"Make it lightweight. She's going to need it."

THALIA

Thalia was being lead through the halls of the castle by the Tyrion clone.
"We have to be quick with this. I need to show you something very important." Tyrion's clone, who Thalia had nicknamed T.C. , sounded very angry.

"Is it something bad?" Thalia rasped out, sounding a bit hesitant.

"Before they took Peach…Well, they had to call me in, because they honestly didn't know what was going on. She was on the bed.. Toadsworth was there. There was blood all over the bed.."

As he opened the door into the king's bedroom, a voice shrieked.

"GRANDPA!"
A small little girl with pale blonde hair threw herself at T.C.

As Thalia stared , with cold horror spreading through her system, the little one glanced at her.
"Who are you?" She chirped.
Thalia's heart dropped into her stomach as realization dawned on her.

The little girl looked exactly like Peach.