Welcome to my first fanfic in case you haven't noticed, all of my stories will feature the seven Koopalings: Lemmy, Iggy, Larry, Morton, Wendy, Roy and Ludwig. Please not that my chapterswill be fairly short.I don't want to spoil any more, so just read on!

It was a mild, summer evening in the castle. Windows and turrets reflected light from the sun, and trees swayed in the breeze. It was such a breezy, enjoyable day that nobody would've suspected the mayhem that was happening inside the large fortress.

"How can you forget?" shouted an incredibly fearsome voice belonging to none other than Bowser, the King of Koopas. The large throne rooms spawned above eight turtle-like figures. All of them stood standing near a window.

"Dad, I'm sorry, it slipped my mind!" said one of the eight turtles, making excuses. "Look, I'll go tomorrow if you want!"

"I constantly keep reminding you, Roy! You were supposed to go fight those dimwitted Mario Bros. today! I KEEP REMINDING YOU!"blasted Bowser, loudly enough to make Iggy flinch.

"I had to go to—"

"How many times? THERE'S NOTHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN TRYING TO KILL THOSE STUPID, ANNOYING, PERSISTENT PLUMBERS!"

"Uh, dad?" interrupted the only girl out of the eight turtles.

"What, Wendy?" Bowser snapped.

"Roy had a boxing tournament yesterday. He couldn't make it," Wendy explained.

"Exactly!" Roy chimed in. "I even told you it beforehand."

"I don't care! You're off to the dungeons for a week!" Bowser hissed in anger. Apparently, this excuse had meant nothing to him.

"Dad, that's unfair—"

"GO!"

Hopelessly, Roy offered a disgusted grunt and walked away from his brothers, sister and dad. They looked at him expressionlessly. Although Roy enjoyed beating some of them up, (Iggy, for the most part) the other Koopalings still felt sorry for him. The dungeons were terrible, and they had not managed to find an escape route thus far (although Ludwig had tried to blast up a part of it, but the dungeons were too sturdy).

Roy continued to follow the staircases downward. Every step closer to the dungeons, it smelled worse and looked gloomier. Finally, stepping down the final step into the murky chambers, Roy looked around. He was going to be stuck in this horrible place for a whole week.

Dust had built along the wall. Cobwebs littered corners. Cracked floors and scratched walls resembled the horrid, broken ceiling. Roy entered a cage, sat himself inside, and sighed. The cage doors closed automatically, so there was no way out. Roy began to do something he only did when there was nothing else to do: think.

I can't believe it. I'm stuck in here for a whole week. That's six days! No, wait, seven. Or was it eight? Never mind. I can't believe I can't beat Iggy up! Well, and also Morton... and everyone else, too.

Roy looked around him as if something was going to suddenly cheer him up, but nothing did. Suddenly, Roy remembered something that almost made him jump up.

I can't believe it! I forgot that I was supposed to help Ludwig work on some invention or whatever!

Normally, Roy couldn't care less about Ludwig's stupid ploys and inventions, but this time, it was altogether different.

Ludwig was going to test me. I had to punch this target a lot, and it'd show how much power I have. Then, he was going to zap me with some shiny thing, and my strength would increase tenfold! It was a proto-tip, of course, but it sure sounded cool. This would mean that I could defeat the Mario Bros. with the single flick of one of my claws.

Roy reconsidered.

Well, not exactly. But I would be MUCH, MUCH stronger. Ludwig asked me to be at his lab at exactly 5:35 in the afternoon tomorrow, but since I'm grounded now, I can't really go there.

The turtle with red shades looked down at the floor in desperation.

Something caught his eye. It was in a dark corner, and it was almost unnoticeable, but he had spotted a strange oval-like object. If Roy had not been so interested in this new item, he would've praised himself for noticing something so subtle.

Roy zoomed in to the dark corner. Did he dare touch whatever this was?

He felt his arms slowly move closer and closer, and... he felt it. It was hard and had a smooth texture. Deciding it wasn't anything to panic about, Roy lifted it up. Excitement was flooding into him like a hurricane could have been flooding a seaside harbor. He held it up to the locked window, and saw an ... egg.

Roy was excited and disappointed at the same time. He was expecting something to bail him out of here. However, this egg was a completely amazing discovery. He knew that Ludwig would definitely approve of studying this not-yet-hatched specimen, and perhaps Iggy would barter a beating for this egg (a smile curled Roy's lip).

If Roy wasn't satisfied with this egg, he definitely jumped when he saw a bit of sunlight come up from the corner he found the egg. There was a small hole in that corner, and it seemed to lead outside!

Hope flooded Roy almost as quickly as excitement had a few seconds ago. He crept to the corner, clutching the egg, and crouched down. He touched the corner, and it began to crumble. Soon, a bigger hole was formed.

Yes! YES! Roy felt more encouraged by this than he had with almost anything else in his life, besides maybe the time he got accepted into Boxing School. He continued to break away the corner, until he couldn't crumble it any more. It was very tight, but maybe, just maybe, Roy could fit through. He crawled closer and closer, egg still in his arms, and made his way through the hole. The evening sun rained over his head and Roy smirked triumphantly, when, something awful happened.

He got stuck in the hole.

How was that? Review, review, review! Chapter 2 will be coming up soon.