I'm sorry there was a long delay in updates, - but a word of warning – by
the look of my college timetable, delay's are something that are gonna be rather common – I'm so sorry! But I cannot afford much distraction at college right now, cos the class isn't doing too great at the moment, and they are promising to flunk some of us out altogether – and I'm taking every precaution to make sure I'm not one of the unlucky ones!
But anyways, I promised to make this a good Chapter, and here's what I came up with.
Hope it suffices to your needs… Personally I think it doesn't, but I had to write this nightmare in order to carry on so…
Apologies again – Here's Chapter three – hoping you enjoy!
The once wide and grand entrance to the castle was now fogged with thick plumes of smoke, the walls tarred black, scarred with the staining of the thick and smoggy pollution of the entrance hallway as the merging walls of brilliant red on yellow on orange lit up like the flaring sun in it's deadly blaze.
She stared in mute horror as her eyes traveled along the ground floor of this castle, once wide with lavishly decorated fine drapes and art, portraying the likes of Wario and his "greatness", paid with money he had doubtlessly stolen, or cheated to win, a huge and elaborate staircase to lead to the first floor where the bedchambers where, and then there where more staircases that –
What the hell does it matter as to what it was once like!? Daisy scolded herself – appalled at her lack of action and having a short glance around the room for signs of life to find none – the smoke was far too thick - before she turned and ran out of the raging hall of flames and back out into the drowning rivers that poured with the rain, illuminated by flashes of forked lightning.
Mud spattered and sprayed as her shoes slammed into it as she made for her car, spying it upon her exit, the little yellow car the short distance away from her, filling up with rain in its roofless state, delving as she reached it over the door and upon the seats and frantically searching around for her cellphone, her stomach hurting over the doors metal frame – but she didn't care. Far too much was at stake to be worrying about her own discomforts.
Her heart was numb in her chest and it pounded so vigorously within as she became desperate in her search, feeling an impulse to cry as it evaded her sights and fingers.
Finally feeling the solid form of her phone, she snatched it to her face and slammed her fingers into the appropriate three – digit number and pulled it to her ear. Almost instantly was she answered and she gave the person on the other side no time to ask the necessary questions as she instantly screamed the emergency into the phone.
"HELLO!?" she had to shout. She had no choice with the screaming winds and roaring flames and the drumming of thunder in the sky above. "HELLO – THIS IS PRINCESS DAISY, THE WARIO CASTLE IS BURNING, AND I THINK THEY'RE STILL INSIDE!" Her throat grated painfully in her throat with her volume and she was shivering with the cold and rush of the adrenaline that her fear had released into her body.
The operators voice was the bored sounding tone of a female. Her voice had a dull and raspy quality to it and in the background Daisy could here the hubbub of conversation of other operators who where probably dealing with emergencies of their own.
"Calm down - can you please repeat that?" judging by the tone of this lady, she really couldn't care less about other people's emergencies but her attitude wasn't something Daisy was concerned about at the given moment.
"THE WARIO CASLTE – IT'S IN FLAMES AND I THINK THE WARIO BROTHERS ARE STILL INSIDE!!" she cried out desperately, struggling to sound coherent with the combination of the terrible conditions around her.
There was an uneasy silence on the line.
"…Okay…" The operator's tone was now sarcastic, and Daisy suddenly jerked as though she had just been slapped as the operator continued to speak. "Who did you say was calling??"
Daisy was appalled – WHY was this obvious moron asking who she was – why wasn't she sending out help?? Didn't she realize that the time she was taking could cost lives!?
"MY NAME IS DAISY – HURRY UP AND SEND HELP OIVER HERE!!! YOU KNOW WHERE THE WARIO CASTLE IS, DONT'CHA!?"
"Did you say Princess Daisy?"
"What the!?" Daisy stuttered, blinking and pulling the phone away to glance at it for a split second before slamming it back to her ear. "HELP ME!!" she suddenly screamed down the phone, tears of fear and anger filling in her eyes as she tried to milk some assistance from the uncooperative Emergency Operator.
"Princess Daisy's calling to tell me that she found the Wario Castle burning to the ground…" the operator gave a smirk that Daisy could vision where she stood. "If you're Daisy, then I'm Donkey Kong!"
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?" Daisy cried out, now sobbing in terror for the fact that the brothers could by dying horrible deaths as they spoke.
"What's wrong with me, missy, are little prank – calling little tramps like you, so…"
Daisy had had enough, swiftly interjecting in her sentence and sending down one and promise that Daisy fully intended to make happen if she where to survive the night.
"WHEN I FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE, SO HELP ME YOU WILL REGRET THIS!!" the Princess screamed, throwing down the cellphone into the muddy pools of the ground and trying the rag of dress she had used before, around her head, covering her nose and mouth, deciding that she was going to have to go in and rescue the Wario Brothers herself.
Swallowing the painful lump of fear in her throat, and wiping away the water from her eyes, she deftly took to the castle – once an elaborate death trap for Mario before being made into the magnificent living quarters for the Wario Brothers – only to revert to the flaming pit of deadly fire and smoke.
She shoved the door open once more, pulling back in pain as it burned her palms with a cry.
She glance back up at the heavy wooden boards of door once more, realizing the heat the wood must have been absorbing. Rather than wondering how long it would take before that too erupted into flame, she set a kick for the door, her pointed little shoe protecting the sole of her foot from the paining heat and swinging the entrance blockage open wide and back into the dangerous red inferno.
Almost instantly where her eyes burning with the heat and stinging with the smoke as she positioned the rag of her dress firmly over her lips and nostrils before batting away the clouds of black smoke that billowed around fiercely as she took those first steps inside this literal hell - hole, wondering how the castle could have gone up in such a blaze in the short time between passing it on the journey to Luigi's home and making her way back – she hadn't been long at all, and now it was what Daisy imagine to be walking in to the castle of the Devil himself.
The Wario Castle, burning and flashing its deadly flames like a beacon of death. The heat was terrible, she could already feel the hot slabs beneath her shoes as they baked with the rest of the manor, blackening and encrusting themselves with soot and grit of their burnings.
Her heart pounded as she pressed the ragged piece of cloth to her face despite it being securely tied, looking around desperately for signs of life of which she could rescue. Raw panic pounded with her heart and adrenaline surged through her veins like liquid fire.
Her eyes stung terribly with the smoke and they watered freely as she clenched them shut to open them again only moments later, to be forced to shut them once more.
She coughed – the wet piece of dress wasn't exactly the best piece of equipment to prevent the inhalation of smoke, and the black clouds scoured her lungs violently forcing her body into coughing spasms as huge licks of flame danced around her tauntingly as though laughing at her inability to get her rescue attempt over and done with.
The smoke made her want to vomit as it burned in her windpipe, nipped at her nerves and it's sour and rotten scent poisoned her airways with its foul odor. But she had to force down her discomfort beyond the best of her ability. There was more at stake. Lives – two lives that had to be saved.
"WARIO…" she began another bout of coughing as she cried out his name stepping forward and trying to keep her eyes open enough to look through the blaze for any signs of life. "WALUIGI…??"
It was of no use.
She could barely hear herself over the roar of fire and the crackling of burning furniture and beams of the above ceiling.
If the Wario Brothers where indeed still in here, they would have to be found because it was certainly very unlikely that they would have heard Daisy's call to be guided to it, or if they had, Daisy couldn't hear any replies.
'Oh guys, please be alright….' She prayed internally before inhaling as clear a breath as the smoky surroundings would allow, and held it safe inside of herself. She opened her eyes – they had to be narrowed – but it was the best she could do and even then it was a struggle to keep them open.
She kept her head – if she where to release her panic, she would only wind up in getting herself hurt – or trapped to be killed in the flames. Masking her racing heart was a brave face, and it was staying there until she and the brothers where safe.
She ran in through the smoke, batting it away to the best of her ability with her free hand. She could see through the hazy fogs of black and gray and the blazing flashes of flaming red and orange the blackening statues in Wario's image, the burning banisters of the stairs, the fabled "W" emblems melting from where they hung.
But where were the Brothers????
Tears where milked from her eyes by the smoke and heat and coursed down her face in thick rivulets, and they weren't helping matters at all.
She needed help – it was obvious, but who would come? Not the emergency services if that dumb bimbo she had called had anything to do with it!
Her coughing intensified as her held breath gave out, her petite frame jerking violently with each hacked retch she took.
She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry – she hadn't entered the burning building more than two minutes ago and she had only just passed a few feet of the threshold and was already reduced to such a state.
No – she had to do this – she wasn't leaving this house alone.
Forcing her eyes open, she marched stubbornly through the flames and fire and smoke. She had to make for the brothers – they probably wouldn't thank her for this – being rescued by a girl and all, but it didn't matter, not to Daisy.
Setting her sights on the stairs, and glancing around for any immediate hazards that could trap her and finding none (if she where quick) at the current moment, she set off in a sprint, her feet hitting the first of the stairs and her hand placing on the banister for her to cry and snatch it away.
Everything was becoming too hot to touch! How was she going to mange a rescue if she couldn't touch anything!?
Ignoring the banisters, she looked up to the flight of stairs, lifted the skirt of her dress and ran, listening to the drum of her heartbeat and the constant tap tap tap of her shoes on the stairs, holding her breath and dizzied by the adrenaline in her veins but determined, mounting ever higher up the flight of stairs until she was there, upon the hallway of the sleeping chambers, and spotting the ragged and blackened edges of wood around one door in particular, the door, carved with the image of Wario lay smoldering at the side, Wario's face slowly burning away into ash by the banister which was smashed and broken directly before the doors gap.
What had happened here!?
"WARIO!?" Daisy called out, plucking up her courage and running out towards the door, having a dreadful gut feeling that she was not going to like what she would see when she looked into this room.
A horrible new smell reached her nostrils and it made her want to vomit, a smell of burning meat and she began feel the bile rising up in the back of her throat.
She came to the door at last and looked in side in the middle of calling out his name again.
"WARI – "
She screamed then, walking backwards rapidly in repulsed shock as tears filled and spilled from her eyes, stumbling and teetering a little over the space of which the banisters once where but managing to maintaining her balance before collapsing to her knees on the corridor floor rather than the tumble back to the ground floor, feeling weak as she vomited violently over the floor, wailing and overcome with such despair and the feeling of sickness as she glanced up once more, tears of horror, fear and of grief spilled down her face as she saw the figure lying prostrate on the ground, steadily being reduced to a horribly burned carcass.
Daisy struggled to control herself, shivering violently, and struggling to breath as she wiped her face free of sweat, tears and vomit with the rag of dress.
There was no question that he was dead – the figure to small and wide to be Waluigi, but his older brother Wario, the room spattered with blackened blood, dried with the heat of the flames, his blackened yellow cap, only singed a few feet from the door. There was no possible way that the bloodied and burned form of a man that lay amidst a spray of flames could have a pulse of life within him, and a wave of sorrow and guilt washed over Daisy as she leaned over on all fours and tentatively picked up the soot – smudged hat and hugged it to her chest, all that could be remembered by of Wario if the fire was to consume him…
Fragments of Bob – Omb lay scattered throughout the room and Daisy knew then for sure that this was none other than a murder and arson.
Kammy or a Copycat.
She remembered suddenly upon what she had come to see on her drive to meet Luigi, that figure in the sky…
…
Her eyes widened to see the silhouette of a tiny figure on a broomstick fly across the moon, waving a wand maniacally and it twinkled red in the night as they sped through the air and disappeared into the dark once more.
…
Kammy…
Kammy….
Kammy had done this!!
Kammy!!
Just like she had done to Mario…
Why!?
WHY!?!?
It had been Kammy she had seen, flying through the night…
The tiny little Koopa Witch had done this….
… Wario – she had killed him…
She couldn't believe it – Wario… with what motive? What had Wario ever done to Kammy! They had never even met before!
For what possible reason could she have wanted to do something so terrible to a man she had never even met??
It made no sense…
Like a Zombie, Daisy slowly rose to her feet, seemingly forgetful of the danger of the flames around her, the cap held tightly to her chest as she turned, feeling hitching sobs and cough form in her throat and she turned to the banister – or what was left of it, and gripped it through the cap, protecting her hands from the heat whilst she tried to regain herself, her head bent low whilst beads of sweat dripped from her face and her hair hung in sweaty and lank strings.
"They're dead… aren't they? Both of them…? … What about Waluigi??? … … Waluigi…"
Daisy turned, head low, and shivering as she lifted the cap and hugged it once more, feeling weak with her discovery of Wario's horrifically burned form, light headed and dizzy as she began to make her way back to the stairs, taking one step at a time, her eyes set on the stairs as she walked, tears leaking down her face and a horrible sick sensation in the pits of her stomach, now and again coming into fits of coughs, almost hard enough to retch at points before she came to the ground floor.
The door was there, beckoning, and part of her just wanted to leave, curl up and cry.
Part of her screamed at her to remember that there was still the life of the younger of the brothers that might still exist to save…
Her head traveled slowly around the room weakly, her eyes full of stinging smoke and tears, sweat that had dripped into them as she aimlessly let her eyes wander, to suddenly jolt back and focus on a movement within the very heart and center of the room.
She could hear a cough, and she could see, rising through the smoke, a tall and skinny figure of a man rise. He had his back to her but she could see the stains of read from the back of his head and the rips and tears of his clothes.
He swayed on his feet for a few moments before falling backwards once again in collapse.
Oh No!
Daisy was in sprint once again, forgetting what she had seen of Wario – she now knew where Waluigi was and that he was alive…
She ran, dodging falling chinks of wood, keeping the hat pressed to her chest as she ran, holding her breath and feeling her heartbeat in a buzz behind her ribcage, coming to the area of which she had seen him rise and fall, and she immediately dropped to her knees as she reached, chocking as she inhaled a hurtful lungful of ash.
"Guh!!" she came into a fit of gasping and choking, feeling the burning inside of her chest, clasping at her throat with one hand and holding the other to her chest as though she could delve inside and pick it out – but it was of no use. She coughed and retched for several long moments, fighting and battling to gain control…
She forced herself then, tightening her windpipe within herself and feeling the pull of the coughing spasms grate in her throat before erupting once more.
Despite her difficulties to breathe, it was now obvious that it was in this state she had to get out – failure to do so may very well have resulted in her own death as well as that of Waluigi.
The air was clearer down here nearer the floor, less shrouded in thick black plumes of evil smoke – although still quite acrid and stinging, the fight to keep a clear sight and to avoid chocking was far easier.
Of course – it was a basic rule of surviving a fire was it not? Be sure to stay low to the ground to avoid smoke inhalation – smoke and heat rise to the ceiling, Daisy should have known this from the start, but it couldn't be helped – she had just been so scared of failing in her rescue and even being trapped an burned to death herself – but she was determined.
Turning her attentions as to what it had been that had brought her here, her heart was torn with relief and horror to see the now still figure, clothed in purple and black, clothes horribly burned, the figure less so, but bloody and seemingly unconscious.
He lay on his side after his drop, his back to her, head bent over his narrow shoulders of which two pointed ears where visible to her, and she knew to whom they belonged all too well.
Waluigi.
The motionless form of Waluigi, whom she had not seen at first due to the thick carpet of smoke.
Her throat was dry as she reached out and touched his shoulder, shaking him gently but firmly as though trying to arouse him from a deep sleep. There was no motion to be felt within him when she touched him, and that made Daisy's heart freeze amidst the terrible heat of the hellish flames surrounding.
But where it spelled bad news – it did not mean that there was no hope for him.
Daisy got to her feet, determination flooding through her veins as sweat poured down her figure, leaning down and pulling him onto his back.
Thank God Waluigi wasn't much in the terms of weight!
She wasn't strong enough to lift him still, but he could be dragged and being dragged was all that could be done.
Sliding two hands under the armpits of her prostrate friend, she maneuvered herself towards the door, still coughing madly as she began her pull, dragging his form across the floor.
Looking back over her shoulder to the door, she could hear the distant wail of a siren of what she prayed was help on its way.
She pulled at the motionless Waluigi with all her might, Wario's cap wedged between her right arm and her side as she tugged and dragged the younger brother across the floor as a loud crash and roar sounded as a flaming beam smashed into the ground only a few fee from where the pair struggled and Daisy screamed, shrinking back as the wood spat flames as it hit in it's rapid reduction to charcoal.
Daisy glanced at it, her vision beaming hazy with the stress and the heat, but she doggedly worked on, pulling and tugging towards the door where the rain poured down and the wind screamed and the thunder lit up the sky in its deadly spits of electricity, where the air was cold and full of fresh oxygen…
She was so close now….
So very close…
Until she fell, overcome with the pain of her lungs the tears in her eyes and the terrible heat of the fire.
She could still hear the siren's wail…
And then it stopped.
She could see figures beyond the doorway, and they where getting closer…
Closer….
Daisy could almost feel a smile on her face as she was lifted into the air, a smile amidst her tears as she was placed on a stretcher, hearing voices asking her questions –
"Can you hear me?"
"Is there anyone else inside?"
"Are you in pain?"
She didn't answer, she didn't feel she could…
All she knew was, that she had made it, had been the one to witness what had become of Wario, the only one at that moment who knew that out of the two Wario brothers of which there had been made an attempt to kill – Waluigi was the survivor, living through an attack of Kammy's, he could tell the tale that Luigi could not – now that they where in the same boat if he could pull through from whatever had happened to him…
Allow me to apologize for the utter piece of crap you have just read: I will do better in future, but this chapter was crap and a pain to write, and I am NOT rewriting it!!
Wario fans – I'm sorry! I love him too! His death was necessary however! Waluigi haters – nah, I'm not apologizing to you guys – I love Waluigi, he's awesome! Oh, there seems to be a rumor spreading on another addition to the Wario family – the Peach equivalent (Oh God… 'Wapeach…XD ) or the baby version of the Wario brothers (this should be funny!) anyone know if this is true? My instincts are telling me this is a load of crap from sad gossipmongers who have nothing better to do than make up rumors – but if there is any proof, let me know!
Anyway, I'm gonna go now, hope ya's had a great Xmas, or Hanukah or (insert your Xmas equivalent here) and are all set for a great 2005!!!
Anyway…
Toodles!
"Signing Off"