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Author's Note:
To answer a reviewer's question, Luigi does know how to fight. Bowser's just training him to make him stronger. I'm not going to give much away but I am going to say that they have plans for him. What kind? Well, read on and find out.
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story idea and any OCs.
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Chapter 9:
The Hard Truth
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After five whole weeks of living in the Darklands, Luigi had already fallen in a pretty simple routine. Every morning around 6 or 7 he presumed, Kamek will come by to wake him up and have breakfast. After breakfast, came training which, in his opinion, was the Koopa King's way of pay back for all the times he was beaten by him and his older brother.
Training will carry on until lunch. That was his first break. During that time, he would rest while taking in any food and water given to him. After his 15 minutes were up, they resumed with training.
He was given one more break between 2 and 3 pm before training ended completely for the day around 5 pm which was dinner time. Once dinner was over, he would spend about a few hours to himself before turning in for the night to start the same thing over the next day.
It was quite bore some and Luigi was always left feeling battered and bruise by the time he goes to bed. But it kept him busy and out of trouble. And it certainly helps him avoid any unwanted contact with Wendy, who showed little to no interest in him whatsoever.
Every day he thinks about his friends and family. Sometimes he'll think of ways on how he could win Daisy back. Of course all this won't happen, until Mario saves him which will be soon.
He still believes that his brother will come for him. It was the only thing that kept him going. It was the small glimmer of hope that kept him alive in this castle of hell.
But each day that passes by with no signs of rescue coming whatsoever, his hope diminish ever so slightly and the very small seed of doubt buried inside him grows just a little bit bigger.
He tries not to think about it and always focus on the hope he held for his brother. For the most part, it worked. But deep inside, he knew it was always there, getting stronger as the time passes by.
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Luigi stretched his limps as he made his way back to his room. His body was sore and tired…too tired from all the training he's been doing. He was lacking more so than usual. Bowser had noticed but did nothing except push him harder which didn't really help.
Sleeping on the floor had been relatively uncomfortable and didn't nothing to ease his aching body. However, Wendy had made it very clear she didn't want him on the same bed as her and he really didn't want to upset her any more than she already is.
Once he got back to his room, he opened the door and entered. Wendy was there of course, reading a magazine or a small article. Upon hearing the door open, she glance up from what she was reading and greeted him like she always does.
"You back already? Bowser should have kept you longer."
Luigi sighed and walked over to his bed mat on the floor. "If I had stayed any longer, I might have dropped dead." He replies to her.
"You should have," she said. "Then we would have been out of this marriage already."
"That can't happen. It will break the treaty and Mario will be furious."
Wendy scoffed. "You really think your brother will care if you die or not?"
Luigi frowned. "What do you mean? Of course, he'll care – he always cares about me."
"If that's true, then why did he give you up so easily?"
"Because he's king now and he needed to do what was best for his people,"
Wendy snorted in disbelief. "Oh please, his people; if he really cared about you, he wouldn't have include you in the treaty in the first place."
"But it wasn't his idea, it was Bowser's"
"Even so, he didn't put up much of a fight to stop it, now did he?"
"Not at the time, but I'm sure he's working on something to get me back."
Luigi was confident that his brother was going to save him. They always had each other's back, no matter what. Wendy, however, seem to think otherwise.
"Yeah, right," She tossed her reading material aside and stood up from her bed. "Just face it plumber, he doesn't care about you nor does the kingdom. All they really cared about is themselves and that pink princess of theirs."
"That is not true." Luigi argued
He didn't want to believe the koopa's and her harsh words. There were just lies –all of them. She was just trying to make him feel bad and crush whatever hope he had in him. But no matter how many times he told himself that, something keeps tell him differently.
"Isn't it?" Wendy continued, approaching the plumber. "It's been over a month already and there is still no sign of your brother coming to save you."
"Maybe because…"
"Because of what," She interrupted. "Uhm? Tell me, Luigi," She hissed his name. "What could your brother be possibly doing to take him this long?"
Luigi opened his mouth to say something – anything that would defend his brother and the reason for his delay….
No words came out.
"Can't think of anything, can't you?" said Wendy "Well, I got a few… Maybe he's too busy still celebrating the day he finally brought peace to the kingdom… maybe he's too busy getting another statue in his honor… maybe he's too busy trying to decide which week – no, which month they should spend dedicating to him and all the times he saved the entire the kingdom all by his lonesome self… maybe he's too busy fucking with that pink slut everyone love so much to even think about you and all the things Bowser could have done now that you serve under him."
Wendy turned away; too angry to even look at him. It was his fault her life was ruin. His and that no good red brother of his… Since the day he had become king, everything had been different and now she had to suffer for it.
"Face it, plumber; they never cared about you. In their eyes, you're just the weak, pathetic version of someone better and they just gave you up at the first offer presented in front of them. And to Bowser, you're just a pawn he tried to use in an attempt to get back at his enemy – which didn't even work."
Her monologue was met with silence. Wendy took several deep breaths, trying to hold down the angry that have been building for the last month. With a frustrated breath, she turned back to the plumber only to see the result of what her lecture caused.
Luigi was completely crushed. Any hope he had left within him was extinguished simply by her harsh words. His blue eyes just shining a few moments prior, had now dimmed and were on the verge of forming tears. Wendy scoffs,
"What you're going to cry now?" She said cruelly. "Well go do that somewhere else. I don't want to hear all that sniffling."
Luigi didn't say anything as he turned and left the room. Wendy watched him blankly until she saw the door shut behind him. She shrugged and turned back to what she was doing before, not feeling sorry at all.
About an hour later, dinner had started however Luigi was nowhere to be seen. Wendy was asked on his whereabouts, but she replies indifferently that she didn't know nor care.
A search party was ordered and it wasn't until a few hours later, the plumber was found oddly enough in the dungeon. Judging from his puffy red eyes and the tear strains on his cheek, it was clear for them to say the green man had been crying for hours. Why, they had no idea…
A short lecture from Bowser was given to him and the promise of a few hours extra training for the next week as punishment. However, Luigi didn't respond to that. He simply took his punishment and allowed himself get drag back to his room with Wendy.
The pink koopa only spar him a glance as he walked towards his bed mat and pull the covers over his body. She shrugged and went to bed herself, never once thinking now much her words had affected him.
For the next few weeks, Luigi was dead to the world around him. His movements were almost automatic and he didn't say anything unless spoken to. Everyone notice his strange behavior but say nothing about it. It wasn't until this one time at dinner, that Kammy decided to speak up after the green hated man excuse himself from eating.
"Wendy, did you say anything to him that might have caused this behavior?" she asked.
Wendy replies nonchalantly, "I didn't say anything but the truth; no one's coming to save him because no one cares about him."
Roy snorted, "Well, if you put it that way no wonder the plumber's been moping around a lot."
Wendy didn't say anything to that. She knew she had been hard on the plumber and frankly she didn't care. Someone had to tell him the truth and she was just the koopa to do that. There was no point on living through life with false hope – or any kind of hope for that matter. No one was coming for him; he was just as screwed as she was. From here on, both their lives were going to be miserable and there was nothing that could change that.
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Ending Note:
This was a hard chapter to write but it had to be done.
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