Mario had just emerged from the second painting. He was collecting the Stars faster than Bowser had anticipated. Bowser wanted to throw his crystal ball clear across his room. Mario was too good.
He thought, but he only hurt his head. There was nothing more he could do to stop the assassin. He needed to talk to Peach just one more time…
The Princess was walking through the dark corridor. No candles lit her way this time. No small mouse or bat accompanied her on her journey. She had no idea where she was going, but she intended to find out.
She knew that her father must've come to this room many times while he was still alive. There were footprints and not nearly enough cobwebs dangling in her way to have been abandoned for long.
Finally she felt a room coming up. She slit her hands against the cold stone walls in an attempt to find a light switch. She didn't. She began slowly walking into the room. She felt like she was discovering a nation for the first time in recorded history. For some reason, she felt at home in this dark room.
Finally, a bright light appeared. It startled Peach a bit, making her trip and fall, tearing her dress. She parted the hair from in front of her face and looked up at the light source.
It was a Star. Kammy Koopa must've missed this one!
She made her way towards the mighty astronomical treasure, and then stopped herself to observe the mysterious room. There were books scattered every which way (must've been a secret library). She picked up a rather large tomb and blew the dust off of it. She opened its large leather cover to a page book marked with a large feather.
Its pages were a dark golden, almost brown, probably due to age, yet she could still make out the faint purple lettering on them. They were written in a strange language in horrible handwriting. She starred at the book marked page:
'It sounds like a poem of some kind.' She thought to herself. Then she attempted to read the bizarre words.
They seemed to slide from her tongue like a small, twisted snake. She found that once she began to speak these ancient words, she could not stop. She was beginning to choke. These words were forcing themselves out of her mouth!
She threw the book on the ground, yet she chanted still. She clenched her dry throat with one gloved hand and held the other over her no longer deep red lips. What was happening?
Finally, the words stopped. The book's pages glowed. The Star began to spin. Violently. Peach took in deep breathes and coughed up some dry blood. She gave one more horrid stare at the book and cringed.
She forced herself back up on her feet and began brushing her now-filthy dress off. That's when she noticed something strange underneath the floating Star.
It was a dome of some kind, glowing bright pink, almost blinding her. She shielded her eyes for a moment and walked over to the glowing container. The Star began to slow down. The book's pages began to fade. The princess inhaled in horror at what she saw in the case.
In were the remains of a pink Koopa egg. Two pieces of the pink shell. A pink so pure and innocent. As she was.
She backed away, nearly tripping over another book. Why did this eggshell impact her so? That's when something bizarre happened in Peach's mind.
Memories flashed at her, like a home movie going in fast forward. She was a small cottage in the middle of a snow-infested canyon. She saw three Koopas living together in peace and…was that Bowser? The memories were moving too fast for her to know for sure. She saw bloodshed, magic, tears, war, deaths…her father. Who was that Koopa he was with? Why were they kissing so? Who was that emerging from the pink eggshell? Was it she? Could she have been the daughter of a…
She screamed as the memories began to fade away. She screamed in total and utter horror and insanity. Was she out of her mind? She forced herself back to the door, back to the stairs, back to Bowser's throne room.
The Koopa King shot a look at the princess, who looked like she was at Death's door, just about to knock. She collapsed. Horror stricken, Bowser ran to her side. All thoughts of Mario disappeared from his violent mind. She picked the princess up in his arms and placed her on his throne.
Peach woke up days later. Bowser wasn't there to see her awake, however. He was in the courtyard, desperately avoiding Mario's presence. He was stopping a rebellion.
"King Boo!" he cried out. "There shall be no such thing!"
"Oh, but there will be, my Koopa friend." The ghostly being said in between chuckles. "You treat us like we're not even alive!"
"That's because you're not alive!" he shouted. "You are ghosts! Spirits of an unknown nature! Kammy ordered you to serve me!"
"Kammy had rocks for brains!" the rebellious Boo shouted. "We demand our rights! I am King of the Boos and I will have order in my new castle!"
Bowser had enough. He grabbed a nearby toy, a small, plastic model of a castle, and held it up in the air. Then he began to chant words from Kammy's ancient spell book. He had practiced its spells many a night, even after Mario burst from the third painting. After the spell was said, the Boos were sucked into the small model castle, screaming a terrible sound that was like nails on a chalk board.
Within a matter of seconds, the Boos were gone, imprisoned in the now black and misty dollhouse. Bowser threw the toy on the ground of the court yard. They were never any real threat to him. Not as long as he had his strength, magic, and wisdom. The only one who did stand in his way was Mario. He prayed that that would end soon.
Definately not my best work. All stories have at least one chapter like that. My other ones will be much better!