Chapter 4: Lord Magnus & the Resistance.

Disclaimer: Yes! Yes! I finally own something that is not simply the story; I own Magnus wee! But I don't own Mario or his pals, and they're cooler weeps sniff Nintendo® owns everything cool, including the Mario Characters!

A/N Please read and review I'm starting to think I'm a nutcase that writes for herself, no, not back to that phase please!

Story!


In somewere were You shouldn't know yet...

"Ugh! Those useless and incompetent TRAITORS!" Ludwig yelled to no one in particular from his new cell in the middle of nowhere.

"KEEP IT QUIET you tyrant wanabe you're lucky you're too important to die a simple death"

"'Simple death', I did not find the last quote amusing at all"

"Oh spare me the babble and talk English will ya?" The guard spat at Ludwig from outside.

"I'm afraid you contradict your request. It is I, who is functioning properly in my linguistics"

"Would you can-it if I told you were you are?" The guard offered. Ludwig took his time more properly observing him, he was a Sledge Brother wearing the trademarks of the koopa army, complete with shell and everything but something simply gave him away; a tattoo on his left arm of two wings, yoshi wings. A thought occurred to Ludwig at that moment as he crash-landed in reality Oh my, I'm in a sub-cultural, anti-empire movement and I'm a member of the royal family, I'll be lucky to valk out vith my soul. Limbs I can live vithout; I'd just vhat to live. Best play dumb to achieve that.

"And exactly vhere am I?" Ludwig asked with a dumb expression that was a bit too obvious, obviously he wasn't good at that.

"You are a dead body in the dungeons of the Resistance" At this Ludwig noted some of the guard's body language sighs to when he addressed him. Obviously this man shall not rest assured until he sees my blood. Vhat could I have possibly done to him?

"Do you happen to have an instrument to spare?" Ludwig asked the guard before the guard gave him a smug look and replied to his question.

"No, and what for, they say you can't play for anything" The guard obviously hit a nerve because Ludwig was now approaching the bars of the cell with a venomous look. To die was one thing but to have his music insulted by a non-artist low-class scum was something way different. Screw it to hell this gaud VILL hear me. Immediately Ludwig began humming 'The Exile' under his breath while sitting the closest to the guard he could possibly get. The guard turned slowly to face him.

"What's that?" the guard asked; Ludwig did not stop to answer. There was no way he'd stop until he was finished and nothing would convince him otherwise. At that moment the guard went to get a rifle and sat in a chair next to Ludwig's cell. Upon seeing the gun in the guard's possession Ludwig thought now THAT is convincing me. Ludwig stopped humming almost immediately.

"HEY! Who said you could stop doing that?" The guard yelled causing the eldest koopaling to mutter a quick 'Gawd I'm good' so no one would hear. For the rest of Ludwig's 'masterpiece' the guard stood there making up his mind.

"Hey kid, think you can keep a secret?"

"If the information is confidential or inappropriate; then yes." Ludwig replied

"This here belongs to my boss and if he finds you with it he'll have my head, but, I'm dying to hear that little tune here." The guard explained giving Ludwig a black case. Ludwig opened it and found a very well-cared saxophone inside.

"I see your leader is somevhat like me in part"

"Yeah, he's one of those music loons" Ludwig recoiled a little at the guard's comment.

"Very vhell I shall see to it that you are delighted" And with that Ludwig held the instrument with all the love and care the owner had showed it before. When he began to play something inside of him triggered, he forgot were he was why he was there and who he was. He was playing, nothing else mattered any more. He played for the fascinated guard for what seemed like an hour until some firm footsteps could be heard from the staircase. It was ten that Ludwig stopped playing.

"What is going on here?" Spoke a yoshi form the end of the dungeon staircase; if Ludwig hadn't seen it e would have thought it was a koopa for its profound voice. It was a black yoshi with black and white feathered wings. The yoshi's gaze immediately dashed to the saxophone in Ludwig's hands.

"Is that MY saxophone admiral?" The yoshi asked with his intimidating stern voice.

"Y-yes s-sir, yours" the guard replied intimidated.

"Very well, then bring his imperial highness to my quarters" The yoshy left stopping only to say "And bring my saxophone"

Ludwig looked at the guard and the guard looked back at him.

"How deep do you suppose my current situation is?" asked Ludwig.

"Judging by the fact that you were playing his sax… I'd say you're dead already." The guard opened the cell to let Ludwig out. Ludwig grimaced at the thought of dying here. Ludwig also contemplated the idea of breaking door a run but thought better of it; he didn't know were he was. A thought invaded his head, as thoughts always did to him; would this be that SPECIAL death that guard was talking about?

In Pipe Land...

Lemmy entered Ludwig's castle in Pipe Land, fearing the worse. The halls were empty and not a soul could be seen in the corridors. He got a bit scared and ran to Ludwig's bedroom. All right Ludwig I'm scared… now what? Lemmy thought as he searched the bedroom for Ludwig, freeze gun in hand. He was startled by a loud scream, charging the freeze gun out of reaction and aiming around unsure of what was his target.

"Ludwig were are you, you twit?" Lemmy asked out loud, proving it to be a mistake in just a few seconds. Many guards charged at Lemmy, Koopas, most of them. At firt he though they were of Ludwig's army but then they started formatting around him and Lemmy watched them get in position as the horrible realization got to him: Mutiny, he thought.

If Ludwig's army had eliminated him, Lemmy wasn't going to just stand there and find out how: He began fighting off the soldiers of the rebellious group with his freeze gun. After many squads found their deaths at his hands he was finally disarmed but still remained expressionless as if nothing ever happened.

"You have no more means of defense, it is all over, give up now!" A guard yelled from his place in the group.

"Ah but that is were you are mistaken mere scum" Lemmy replied with sinister words which sounded a bit diabolical for his high-pitched tone of voice. He raised his hand at the crowd of the guard that had spoken; they all froze instantly as if his hand had expelled some freezing gas (which it did). Te guards just stared at Lemmy as he grinned maliciously.

"Are you going to tell me were my brother is the good way? Or am I going to search for him among your corpses?"

Back at the headquarters of the resistance...

Ludwig stepped inside a place that looked too shabby for a leader's cabin.

"Aren't these the accommodations you are accustomed to, prince?" the yoshi asked with his deep voice.

"No, as a matter of fact they aren't" Ludwig replied.

"Play the tune you were playing down at the dungeons." the black yoshi asked.

"That is quite the unlikely request" Ludwig commented.

"I didn't tell you to speak, I told you to play, now play!" The boss of the Resistance cleared with utmost authority. At this Ludwig found it hard to refuse, yet it wasn't too hard to ask Ludwig to play an instrument either way.

Ludwig began to play and the deeper his piece became the less stern the yoshi before him looked. Eventually the yoshi before him seemed absolutely pleased with what he had just heard and announced with pride: "I would like to write lyrics for that music of yours." Ludwig could not help but to smile, it would seem as if his lungs have bought him his ticket to life.

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A/N: Next chapter perhaps I shall write some more about Iggy. He's very VERY important, also Lemmy's powers (hah, did you think I was kidding last chapter?) yes, Lemmy has these powers (loads of love to those who stop by and Kamek says hi 8)