Even more days have passed. Bowser had been defeated his first time by Mario. He used all of the power and strength he could muster, but it wasn't enough. He locked himself in his laboratory and still hadn't come out yet.
The princess was slightly worried about his condition and constantly looked into the King's crystal ball to check up on Mario's progress. He was so close. So many Stars were under his belt that the princess had lost count.
Peach was now sitting at Bowser's throne, her yellow dress looking tattered and old, her blonde hair getting greasier with every passing minute. For some reason, though, showering was the last thing on her mind. She was starring at Bowser's spell book. How is it that her father had one exactly like it up in his private library? How far back did Toadstool and the Koopas go?
She thought back to her first encounter with the book, the horrible torture it had inflicted on her fragile body. How was it that the spell book reacted to her voice? Was she…a witch?
'My curiosity will really be the end of me,' the poor girl thought as she got up from the throne. She walked over to the book, shaking with every step, goose bumps gathering on her arms. Skeptically, she placed a gloved hand on the spine of the tome and picked it up. It was heavier than she remembered.
She flipped open the front cover and starred at the opening page. It seemed to be written in an entirely different language, with the exception of a small sticker of a shield. Upon it read "Professor Emmera." Lowering her eyebrows and tilting her head, the princess continued to flip through the pages. As she turned the golden pages, she saw strange words written upon them in black ink. They were notes of some kind, written in the universal language that she understood.
'But why?' she asked herself. 'Who is Professor Emmera? Is this…some sort of textbook?'
Her eyes again focused on a page of the book, a page she remembered quite well. It was the page with the pentagram on it. The page that was book marked by the feather. She starred at it, trying not to open her mouth. Instead, she tried to decode what the poem even said. It wasn't very easy. There were symbols and letters that were completely alien to her. Other words were familiar, yet twisted in a way.
Then, it happened again. She felt the words coming to her. Her mouth was forced open as she began to sing the deadly chorus of the spell. She struggled to move herself over to the small table to keep herself upright. She slammed her two hands on the table and tried to gasp. The words acted like a dam, not letting any air into her near empty lungs.
She eyes were closing, but she managed to catch a glimpse into the crystal ball. She saw her hero, her Mario, and the Stars that accompanied him. The golden treasures soon began twitching, shaking violently, spinning around, their sharp edges nearly slicing Mario into pieces. The princess watched in awe at what the Stars were doing…at what she was making the Stars do. What kind of spell was this?
She needed to call out to someone, anyone. She was dying again and she wasn't sure the spell would release her this time. Her body lost its balance and fell to the ground. She stuck a gloved hand into the air as her eyes closed from exhaustion. She needed Mario. Mario would save her. She knew he would.
"Bowser…" she muttered quietly. She was startled by her own choice of name, but she had no time to ponder. Her world was closing in around her. Where was the Koopa King?
Bowser was still in his laboratory. Gadgets and contraptions surrounded him as electricity flew through the air like shooting stars. Bowser shuttered. He didn't want to think about Stars at the moment.
He starred at a small bottle that placed underneath a few electric coils. It was a bottle that had surely changed his life forever. As he starred at the small potion within, it began to change color. From a soft, light blue to a dark, almost crimson color. Greens, oranges, violets…even a hint of black engulfed the tiny bottle.
It was the Giga.
Bowser was taking extracts of his own blood to recreate the deadly potion. It wasn't going to be easy. He had been working on the experiment for nearly a week now and he only acquired enough to fill about a quarter of the two-inch-tall bottle. It was time consuming and frustrating, but Bowser knew that the outcome would be rewarding.
Electric currents flew through the air as another small drop of the liquid plopped into its small container. Bowser could not hear the princess's plea. He was too concentrated on his victory. He had always loved power, and watching it grow before him made him overjoyed. He remembered the unstoppable monster he had become, way back during his final fight with Toadstool, and about how the fool of a king cowered before him…
He gasped suddenly. How could he have forgotten? The potion would act as a poison if all the ingredients weren't added in properly. He had everything he needed to create the potion as a liquid, but as a magical power-up, it was not at all completed yet. One final ingredient was missing, one that was quite vital and…nearly unforgettable.
He needed the blood from a pure vein.
He looked around his laboratory. Where was he to find such blood? He knew that he was no longer pure, after killing so many innocent people, and the only other person who was in the castle was Mario and…
He grinned. How could he have forgotten about the princess? His sharp teeth shimmered in the light cast from the electricity. He needed her blood. Just a drop or two would do, but that wouldn't satisfy him. She was, after all, the spawn of Toadstool. Thoughts ran through his head of the day his dear sister, Brilette, had her throat slit in the unmerciful hands of the demonic king.
'No, a drop will not do.' He thought, starring at his sharp, foot-long claws. 'I will seek my revenge on the entire Toadstool name. Princess or not, she will die.' He grabbed the Giga and stuffed it into his shell as he began to walk over to his laboratory door.
'Tonight.'
The plot thickens once again. Will Peach manage to escape Bowser's trap? Will the potion work? Will Ask Kechum ever catch 'em all? Two of these three cliff-hanging questions will be answered next chappie!