Hi guys. School is starting up soon and applying for colleges. I hope I can keeping writing around all of this. Anyway Chapter 11 is ready. Enjoy and Review.

Chapter 11: A Small Tour

While the Moonfangs play uno with the nice parakoopa, Bowser, Kamek, and the koopalings are having a chat about their new prisoners.

"Father, why are we keeping them here?" Ludwig asked, "We've seen what their capable of, mostly the black and white wolf to be exact."

Roy cracked his knuckles, "I'm still ticked he knocked me out. I'm itchin for a round two."

"Yea good luck with that," he mumbled.

"I for one am interested," Iggy began, "I want to get a chance to study his kind."

"Good luck trying Iggy. You know they won't come around us," Wendy said doing her nails, again.

"Okay okay that's enough," Bowser quieted the group, "Obviously Michael and his siblings are a mystery to us. Their power is incredible indeed."

"They are your Powerfulness," Kamek speaks, "Their power is unfamiliar because you haven't seen anything like that, but I have."

Bowser breaths smoke from his nostrils in annoyance, "What are you hiding Kamek? Are you keeping secrets from me?"

"I know what I'm dealing with while none of you don't," then he got an idea, "You wish to learn more of his kind?"

All the koopalings nod. "Then get to know them. Talk to them, spend some time with them, anything you can think of."

Sitting on the table, Bowser Jr stuck his tongue out at that idea, "That is the most boring idea you could ever come up with Kamek. If you said you know them, then why can't you tell us."

"I have my reasons and I can't tell you," he begins to walk out, but stops at the frame, "there is more to them than you think; especially Michael," he exits the room.
"Well?" Lemmy asked.

"Well what?" Larry asked back.

"Why not try it. I mean they- "

"They attacked us trying to escape from this castle!" Morton pointed out.

"Yes but- "

"And stole our food!"

"They were hungr- "

"And- "

"MORTON!" He stopped and Lemmy resumed, "Despite the things they did, they weren't threatening. They were scared: of us, our minions, and the way we put them in the dungeon."

"Well when you put it that way," Bowser thought it over.

"I know it's weird, but we're kind to each other. Some of us," he mumbled the last part, "Since I'm more childish I can lighten up his little brother and sister."

This wasn't the ideal plan for the koopalings since it's not what they usually do with prisoners. Since everyone is curious about them, they can't call them "prisoners" anymore. Then Bowser spoke up.

"Alright. We all can try it, but just be cautious. We don't know their true strength yet. I'll call them up."
Meanwhile, Kamek heard the whole conversation and smiled in satisfaction, but just to be sure he summoned minions and told them their job and dismissed them.

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Meanwhile, in the dungeon the game was getting intense for Oran and Astell. Oran had four cards left and Astell had three cards left. Lloyd had five and Michael had six in their hands.

"Are they always his competitive?" Lloyd asked.

"Sometimes, like yesterday they almost destroyed the kitchen over food," Michael puts down a red five.

"Oh, I know that feeling. Keeping fights to a minimum," he puts down a red three.

"I thought their "King" does the that."

"He does, but if he's busy then we take care of it or Kamek."

"Huh?"

Lloyd sighed and puts his cards down, "We serve the royal family in any way we can. Caring, watching, cleaning, cooking, most of it."

"They do all of this? Huh. It's like having second parents. LOTS of parents."

Oran put his card down then Astell put hers down. Michael glanced at his shell again.

"Lloyd, what happened to your shell?"

"The scratch on my shell? Well you don't remember but I do," he put a draw two down, "you were very little when you used your first power slash. You were having too much fun with my shell. You were chasing it around and pouncing on it trying to get it."

Michael picked up two cards, "I did that? My claws would be smaller than that."

Michael couldn't remember anything from that moment. He unsheathed his claws comparing them to the scratch marks. They look similar, but don't add up because a parakoopa knew something of his youth which was a little creepy.

"If you want I can show you some things around the castle that I remember."

"Sure."

"I WIN!" Oran screams.

"Aw man," she mumbled and tossed her cards down.

Michael and Lloyd tossed their cards in the middle. Before Oran was about to eat the last piece of cake, he extends his claws and cuts it in three slices.

"But you won," Astell said confused.

"You want some or not," he responded quickly.

He got his piece and slid the plate over, so she got her slice and slid it over to Michael who took the last slice. They all licked their lips and finishing the cake. Lloyd smiled at the sight of the Moonfangs until he heard the door from the dungeon open and his name being called. He picked up the cards and put them away in his shell them going to the door. After a few moments Lloyd came to them and saying that Bowser wants them again. They went back up the long stairs again to the throne and everyone was waiting for them as they arrived.

"Called us back to kick us out your highness?" He mocked the last part.

"On the contrary, after some discussion we decided to let you stay," he began, "we're give you food and shelter and protection until we find a way to send you home and all we ask in return is that you respect us. Deal?"

Everything seems in order; however, Michael can defend himself and his siblings from their earlier training. Overall, everything was in check. Michael walked closer to the throne and held out his hand. Bowser got off his throne and shakes his hand. When he tried to let go, he couldn't. Both were suspicious, and Bowser gave a look.

"Is this a joke? Cause it's not funny."

Michael knew what was going on, so he pulled harder, "I-it's not a joke. I-I swear."

"Come on. Knock it off!"

Then his hand was free from Bowser's.

"Okay. I'll send a minion to get your bag. Lloyd, show them around a bit and where they will be sleeping."

Michael shook his hand to make sure he had control again then nodded as he followed Lloyd and the others. When the koopalings were dismissed, Bowser went behind his throne to his private quarters and Kamek awaited.

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Michael and company were exploring from ground level to the top of the castle. The castle had five levels: first floor was the basement was the dungeon, second floor was the main hall, third floor was the bedrooms and kitchen, and lastly the fourth floor was a watch tower for any attacks. Now they were descending from the watch tower and Oran runs up to a window and pulls himself up. He sees another castle in the distance that is pink and white, the field of grass and a few houses.

"Ooo. What's out there?" Oran asked.

Michael peaked out the window, "I don't know."

"Peach's Castle," Lloyd answers, "that is where Princess Peach of the Mushroom Kingdom lives."

"She sounds like a nice lady," Astell commented, "can we go there?"

"That is a major no."

Ludwig walked down from the watch towers and went to them, "We are mortal enemies with them. It's bad enough that WE deal with two plumbers…EVERYDAY. I don't know why king dad insists that you stay, but I don't make the rules," Ludwig left them.

"Hehe. You must excuse Prince Ludwig," Lloyd said.

"It's whatev- wait prince?!" Michael said confused, "but they're not sitting on a throne like their dad or have BIG crown on their heads."

"They're a royal family Michael. We respect them and whoever is with them like you. Your considered guests to Bowser and that's as close as you can get to him."

"And keeping us alive," Oran whispered to Astell.

Michael sighed, "For how long?"

They continued down the castle, "I just do as I'm told."

They came across the third floor and Lloyd explained "This is where the bedrooms are and obviously the kitchen. This is also where you will be sleeping."

He opens the door to their room and then a scary monster jumped out from the darkness of the room. Oran and Astell screamed and jumped behind Michael who unsheathe his claws, but Lloyd stopped them.

"Prince Larry," he said shaking his head.

"Larry?"

The monster removed the mask to revel the light blue koopa who was laughing at their reactions. "Haha. Gottcha. Ohh man, you should have the looks on your face."

"Yea you reaaallly scared us," Michael said with no interest and he can feel his siblings shivering behind him, "If you stayed still for a few more seconds, I would have sliced that mohawk right off your head."

He wiped the tear from his eye," Whatever wolfy," he walked out of the dark room.

Michael growled and balled his claws into a fist, but quickly took deep breaths to keep calm. Michael turned on the lights and the room was lit up instantly. The room was an average size bedroom with a large bed, a night stand with a lamp on it, a closet on the opposite side of the bed, a private bathroom, and a large rug that filled the middle part of the room. Michael's bag was on the bed. Oran and Astell rushed past him eagerly to explore the room. Oran was jumping on the bed while Astell was rubbing the soft rug. Lloyd told them that he'll be back to call them for dinner in a few and left them alone. Michael rubbed the night stand with his finger and reveled that dust covered it. The room was old, and no one bothered to come and clean it. Overall, it was better than the cold dungeon. Then he went to the window and opened it and felt air from the outside rush in. Although, the air wasn't crystal clear, in fact, he can smell the lava pools that surround Darkland. He coughs from the scent since it was strong and everywhere, and he wasn't used to it. He quickly shuts the window and goes back to the bed. He's looking through his bag to make sure he had… whatever he put in there. All he had was a few snacks, spare clothes, his notebook, pencils, some things for entertainment and his phone and charger.

"…PHONE!"

He quickly took out his phone in hopes it would have a signal, but it didn't. He was hoping that he could call their parents and let them know that they were fine. He put the phone back in his bag since it was useless for now. He glanced at Oran who was asleep on the bed in his wolf form and Astell was asleep too and on her back pawing the air, sometimes they shift in their sleep. Michael smiled at them peacefully sleeping, yet he looked back at Oran and Astell and quietly went to Astell. He gently picked her up letting her head rest on his shoulder. He carries her to Oran and place her next to him to sleep in peace for a while. Michael went to the private bathroom and turned the lights on. He goes to the sink on his left and splashing water on his face to clear his face. When he looked up in the mirror, he didn't flinch as his dark form was facing him.

"Now what do you want from me?" He asked annoyed.

Words appeared on the mirror. "Remember anything?"

"You listened in on our conversation, didn't you?"

His dark form raised a brow, "Does it look like I have a choice to listen?"

"Yea," he dries his face with a towel, "and to answer your question, kinda. Lloyd said that I scratched his shell a long time ago."

"It's a start, but not enough."

"Why is this so important to you?"

"More importantly you. I can't see your memories, so only you can unlock them."

"Even with you trapped in my head isn't enough," he started to walk out, but stopped when his legs wouldn't work.

"But before you go a little advice; be careful around them especially the koopa king."

His dark form vanished from the mirror and Michael had control of his legs again. He walked out the bathroom to find Lloyd standing outside the room.

"What is Lloyd?" Michael asked.

"Dinner is ready."