"Pikmin!" The all too familiar voice screamed at Pikmin. Pikmin's vision remained blurred as the dust begins to clear, Pikmin sat in the centre of a large crater in the middle of the library with the paper from ruined rare books. The battlefield called the library returned to a typical day in the mansion.
"Pikmin!" And then his eyes cleared of the dust and he saw a worried Patchouli in-front of him. For a spilt second, it appeared that she held a faint blush on her soft cheeks, but they disappeared as quickly as they appeared.
"Was that blushing I saw?" Pikmin taunted the meekly girl with a mock chuckle.
SLAP!
"Shut up!" Patchouli screeched at Pikmin as she retracts her arm as Pikmin rubs his reddened check from her hand. Pikmin shook his monochrome grey hat from his head, revealing unkempt brown hair that looked rather girl like. The library door swung open, a crack was heard as the hinges blew off the door frame, there stood a crazed eyed blond girl, holding a curved staff with fire burning at the heart shaped tip.
"Patchy-sama!" The crazed girl screamed at Patchouli, she spun on the spot, revealing small tiny crystals that shone in the colours of the rainbow, those wings had twisted metal that appeared to be impaled into her back, replacing her wings. This was Flandre Scarlet, a small girl by appearance but in reality, she had touched over 495 years and tainted history with her presence. She was the younger sister out of the Scarlet family however.
"Pikmin, will you play wit-" As Flandre turned towards Pikmin, nothing of Pikmin remained almost like that Pikmin has simply disappeared into nothingness, leaving the poor Patchouli alone with the chaotic vampire girl.
Pikmin re-entered reality right outside of the mansion's gate, it appeared that the full moon covered the beautiful emerald green valleys and the murky grey mountains that surround the valleys. In-front of Pikmin stood the maze that was inside of the Misty Lake. But then, a cloud uncovered the insanity deducing moon, and that's when he saw it.
There was a crack in the right side of the moon.
A simple crack that was only noticeable if the clouds moved.
"Oh my..." A almost hypnotic voice appeared behind Pikmin. This wasn't a voice he recognised and he turned, no one stood behind him.
"You shouldn't be looking at the full moon. It can drive you insane." The voice became softer, and then, a black sleeve with a mysterious chain wrapped around the arm like a snake, taunting Pikmin slightly. Pikmin turned his neck slowly towards the hooded figure, and that was that. He/she had disappeared into the plains of Gensokyo.
"Who was that?" A lone Pikminuttered to himself, lowering his guard as he knew that he was alone in the emerald plain.
Even the brightest jewel held a dark stain.