Up high on an unstable mountain, woke a boy. Seeming like an ordinary child, yet not quite human. He was six years old, wearing a T-shirt and some shorts. He could remember who he was or how he got up on that mountain, all he knew was that he was scared. "Help!" he cried. From the sound of his voice, the mountain started to crumble. He started to scream and cry as the mountain shook. Just then, a strange red bird appeared on the mountain side. Before some rocks crashed on top of the child, the bird shot out it's tongue latching on to the boy. The bird pulled him out of the way just in time. The child stopped crying as he looked at the bird. He knew not where, but he had seen this bird before. All he could remember was the name Pyoro. Pyoro was happy to see the boy, as if he was looking to retrieve him. Pyoro settled the boy on his back and looked around. It didn't recognize the place either. Searching for it's lost path, Pyoro began to walk along a pathway carrying his friend. It stopped though approaching a sign. Neither one of them could read, so they continued the trail. Things were going at a steady pace. Not to windy, not to cloudy, a glorious day. But lurking in the bushes was two mean eyes watching. Pyoro stopped as he saw the eyes. Unfortunately, those eyes belonged to a chain-chomp. It appeared before them growling, it reared to strike, and it almost did if the shouting of a bob-omb didn't stop it. "Sit! Stopingk!" the bob-omb shouted. The chomp stopped immediatly. "Didn'k you read sign? Beware of Chomp!" he said from his mouthless face. The child looked confused never have seen a creature like this. "I-I can't read..." the boy choked. "Hmm. Whatiz your name" the bob-omb questioned? "I don't know... I don't remember anything." the child looked sad. "Oh my, you poor lettle ting. Here, come inside." The bob-omb guided the child and Pyoro into a cabin. "Name's Bob-obski. Lost are we?"
"I don't know where to go..." the said sadly. "Ah! Bobski know what to do. Town near by, it's very friendly. I'm sure somebudy will be wantingk you dere." Bob-obski chuckled. Bob-obski guided the bird and the boy to a gate surrounded by a tall fence. He opened the gate revealing a village by a forest. The small town was was full of excited people gathered in a bunch watching something in excitement. "What's all this then?" Bobski said pushing through the crowds. Two humans blocked the way, deep in discussion. "You know, they say those two boys weren't born naturally! Their parents found them right on their doorstep!" One of the humans said to the other. The bob-omb rammed through to see a five-year-old boy lifting a huge boulder over his head. He was garbed in overalls and wore a red colored hat with an "M" clearly marked on it. Bobski watched in amazement as the child played with the giant boulder, as if it were a rubber ball. The boy dropped the boulder with a great crash, he starred through the crowd and smiled. He laughed and jumped over the crowds with ease. "Hello! I'm-a Mario, who are you?" he said to the child sitting on the red bird. The child and Mario looked very similar to the boy except for the boy's reddish nose and pointy ears. The pointy eared boy sat on his bird in discomfort as Mario waited for an answer. "M-Mario...?" he choked. Mario looked confused. "Your name is Mario too?" he questioned. The crowd grew unruly seeing to children named Mario. "Who is this?" an elder toad coughed. "Eld T. my old friend! Needing favor fromk you. He is lost boy. Doesn't know who he is." Bobski said. "You wish for him to stay here? A noble motion old friend." Eld T. smiled. "He can stay, right?" Bobski asked. "As long as he commits no violent acts and finds a place here, he is very much welcome." The elder knelt down before the boy. "You claim your name is Mario?" he asked the boy. "No. I don't have a name. I just liked that one..." the boy frowned. The elder thought deeply and came to a conclusion. "This is a small village, be named after someone else would be confusing. How about a similar name?" the elder stood up. "From now on you will all address this boy as Wario!"
As the days went by Mario and Wario played together. It It started to become very apparent that Wario not only had similar looks to his new friend, but possessed super abilities as well In fact Wario's strength was far superior to Mario's. The super children played all sorts of games, and even the shy brother Luigi would sometimes join. One month later, Mario and Wario were still good friends... According to Mario. Wario however could only stand so much. Wario was a humanoid, which are rarely taken seriously or liked. Mario was the most liked child in the village, whatever he did was brilliant to them. Being naive, Mario would play games with Wario, without a clue that he was hurting Wario's feelings. Every game Mario had to win, every toy Mario had to keep, and everytime they'd play cowboys, Wario would play the bandit.
One night before bed, Wario had something on his mind. "Grandpa." Wario addressed Eld. T. "Why does Mario always have to win?" Wario asked. "Why, what would make you say that? Mario doesn't have to win." he chuckled. "But Mario always plays the Sheriff and..." Wario was interupted. "And you tell Mario that you want to be Sheriff next time. Okay?" Eld T. patted Wario on the forehead. "I don't know if some people would like that." Wario mumbled. The toad look down at Wario and smiled. "I realize some people don't like you in this village. But Wario, no matter what anyone says, remember that being yourself is what makes you Wario. And I love you because of that." "Okay, good-night grandpa..."
The next day Wario walked straight to Mario's house only to be interrupted halfway there. Two children, human and a toad appeared before him. "Where'ya going, freak?" the toad snorted. Wario ignored him and continued. "Hey, the freak is too stupid to answer." "I bet he's too stupid too know where he's going." "Well it don't matter, he don't belongs no-where anyway." the two siad loudly so Wario could hear. "Ya hear that! You don't belong here! So get out!" the human screamed. Those words flowed through Wario's head all the way to Mario's home. When Wario arrived, the clouds started to gather above his head. He felt uneasy. "Hello, Wario! Ready to play another game of cowboys?" Mario asked. "Yeah, ofcourse Mario... Only c-can I be sheriff this time?" Wario said shakily.
The clouds above started to thunder, but no one seemed to notice. He grew dizzy, and sick but most of all he grew angry. His fear and sorrow turned to hate. Wario wiped the tears from his eyes and slowly lifted his head. "You look so funny!" Mario was able to choke out. "I am not your joke..." Wario said lowly. The laughter died down. Wario walked up to Mario. "You think your better than me!" Wario roared. "You all think I'm some freak. Then fear the freak!" Wario slammed his fists to the ground like lightening. The monstrous slam created a great tremor in the ground. The villagers watched in horror. Lightening stuck, and a familiar storm appeared. Wario sent Mario flying with the back of his hand. Screams rose and people ran in fear. "This child is a monster!" someone shouted. Wario's anger turned into confusion. People screaming and running all around him, Wario ran into a house currently in construction. Hitting a support beam caused the structure to collapse. Wario swung his arms in the air in defense, smacking the falling pieces in the air. The elder heard the commotion, and looked for Wario. The falling pieces of the house then fell to the ground.
The storm raged on, but all seemed silent. The villagers stopped, the screaming, the running, everything seemed to stop. Wario opened his eyes and walked away from the piles of wood, he walked towards a group of people starring at something. Some jagged pieces of wood pierced into a figure. Wario looked at what had happened and backed away slowly. Wario did something horrible... so very horrible. Eld T. lied dead before him. "He's..." someone choked. A woman started crying. A human raised his head. "You!" He starred at Wario. "I didn't..." Wario wimpered. "You better start running boy." the man said. Everyone's eyes turned to Wario. Rain poured down harshly. Water rose to Wario's feet. He slowly backed up and gradually began to run. Wario didn't look back as he ran into the woods, but he heard many voices following behind him. Angry shouts came from everywhere in the blackness of the forest. The trees blew in every direction, the rain was coming down in great globs. The mushrooms below his feet that glowed eerily against the trees were the only light for Wario. Wario saw an ending to the forest ahead. He bolted out of the forest to find that it was off an edge of a cliff. Wario fell an amazing height, landing in the dark waters below. Presumed dead, the villagers left.
The storm settled, and a new day begun. Wario's eyes opened. Starring into the face of a little girl about his age. "You're awake!" she shouted. "Hello, there! I'm Syrup! My momma is going to be so excited to see you!"