Author: Alright, KILL THE EMPIRE here writing chappy 3. Even though I don't do horrors anymore, I'm willing to give this one a shot, so I hope you enjoy my first chapter in La Belle.
Everybody gathered around the mutilated corpse of Doctor Mario and stared at horror. Link gulped as he wondered who would do such a thing, while Peach had her face buried in Zelda's shoulder, while she continued to hold her in a slight embrace.
All the others stared in horror as the corpse laid there with a look of horror upon its face. Everybody continued to stare until the doors busted open and Master hand flew in screaming "Out of my way!"
He stopped to take a look at the corpse. He growled and then looked up at the smashers.
"Who did this?" Master hand growled furiously. Everybody stood there staring blankly at the hand. Eventually Falco stepped out and said, "We have no idea, the kids found him like this."
Master hand looked down at the corpse and struggled to pull the butcher knife out of his face, but it was in there pretty tight. After a few yanks, it became free, but had bits and pieces of the red dripping exoskeleton attached to it.
A few of the smashers fainted, while others vomited at the scene. Master hand wiped the knife clean and tore what was left of the doctor's skull off of the knife and turned to Peach.
"Peach," he called to her.
Peach gulped and stepped forward.
"This is your knife." Master hand said as he shoved the handle a few inches away from her face.
"What?" Peach burst out unintentionally. "But, how could it be my knife?"
"You offered to help cook the meals." Master hand said. "And YOU are the only one that was allowed into the kitchen."
"Sir, maybe one of the chefs did it." Luigi barked out. Master hand growled at him.
"Impossible, the chefs are wire frames I have built, and they have never malfunctioned on me, EVER!" The white glove was ready to turn red and burst. He then snapped his fingers and two Wire frames entered the room. "Take her away to the dungeon until further notice!"
The wire frames gave a cold stare to Peach and grabbed her by the arm. Marth stepped out and screamed "You can't do this! There isn't enough evidence!"
"Yeah!" Fox said as he stepped out.
"I HELPED HOST THIS TOURNAMENT! AND I WILL SOLVE THIS CASE!" Master hand boomed. "AND IF ANYONE HAS ANY OBJECTIVES, I'LL LET YOU STAY WITH PEACH IN THE DUNGEON!"
Marth and Fox backed up and growled. But then Kirby stepped forward.
"Umm sir, if Peach is jailed who am I to fight in the tournament?" Kirby asked.
"You will still fight Peach. She will just be in the cells, waiting for her turn. And don't worry Peach; I will let you train for your match. In the mean time, continue the tournament. Luigi, Ness, go to the Battle Field and start fighting. If anything comes up, I will announce it and let you know my progress on it. And if anything I do not know about comes up, report it to me, IMEDIATELY!"
Master hand flew out of the room, along with Peach and the two wire frames. Meanwhile, Captain Falcon was pale.
"What's wrong Captain Falcon?" Roy asked.
"Everybody was supposed to be here right?" The racer said. Roy nodded in confirmation. "Where's Mewtwo?"
Roy began to turn pale too.
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Ness and Luigi faced each other. The battle field program began to run normally, and the crowd began to cheer.
"READY!"
The two jumped into a fighter stance, and gulped.
"GO!"
Ness and Luigi jumped out to begin their fight.
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Roy ventured around the mansion, pale as ever. His hand continued to shake as he looked at himself. Blood soaked his hands, and partially his armor. What is wrong with me? He continued to wonder around the mansion, calling Mewtwo's name. He hoped every corner he turned, he would find him, but the inner feeling inside him knew.
Sharp pain gathered into his head. He kneeled down and let out a cry for mercy. What is with my head? HE rolled on the ground and kicked his feet everywhere, the pain drove him crazy. He was all alone, hands soaked in blood, in unsurpassed pain. He cried for help, but soon the pain flew away as if nothing happened. Roy rolled over on his knees and pushed himself back up.
What happened?
He turned around and screamed when he saw a pale face. It gave the look of a frail, old man. It's eyes were black, and missing its eyebrows. The face covered itself with wrinkles and gave off a ghastly look. It's long, jet black hair jetted down the face as it gave a look of death at Roy. Roy blinked and saw his own reflection in a mirror. He began to shake his head and muttered "Sergio" Right before passing out.
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Luigi back flipped and landed on a platform as Ness continued to charge at him with his homerun bat. Luigi was on his last stock, and Ness had three stocks left. He was doomed.
Ness swung horizontally at Luigi's face, which caused him to duck, and soon, threw his leg out at Luigi, knocking him off the stage.
Luigi sighed as the feeling of loosing slipped through him. His heart was covered with agony, he desperately wanted to win, but he knew he couldn't win it all. Good job Ness, for a little boy, you sure are strong.
He continued to wait for the teleports to bring him back to the mansion safely. Luigi continued to wait, until he realized something was wrong. He looked around at the eternal darkness, and gasped. What the hell?
He continued to fall until a sharp pain flew into his back. He heard a few cracks and lifted his head. He was in terrible pain, and for some reason, he could not get up. When his vision became clear, he realized he was laying on some sort of hard, cold metal. The room around him was gray, and filled with chains. Luigi began to cry out for help.
Nobody came. He continued to look around his environment until he saw the skeletons staring at him with a cold glare. They were chained to the wall, and could do nothing but wait patiently for all eternity.
Luigi continued to cry for help until the pain in his back subdued him. He tried to move, but failed. He was able to move his arms, but moving his shoulder blades were futile, he was stuck lying on his back upon the cold, hard floor. He let out an agonizing cough, which was soon followed by globs of blood.
Luigi soon realized the reason he was unable to move. He wasn't paralyzed, he had broken his back upon the impact of the fall. He was able to breath fine, but soon something was wrong. The air had become stiff, and breathing became harder. Where am I? And what's wrong with me?
"Hello Luigi," A raspy voice was heard throughout the room. Luigi looked around and cried out "PLEASE HELP ME!"
"I'm sorry Luigi, I cannot do that, you have lost." The raspy voice let out a small chuckle. It sounded half dead, half alive. As if one had lost their voice, and made many attempts to speak. "When one looses, there is no use in living, life is meaningless."
"Please!" Luigi cried out, but the pain overwhelmed him to shout. The raspy voice began to laugh, but stopped once Luigi's breathing became raspy.
"Do you like my gas chamber? I built it for you." The voice said calmly.
"Where are you?" Luigi looked around, and saw nobody, the only cracks in the chamber was a vent. Could the voice be coming from that vent? "Who are you?"
"I could tell you, but once you die, you will realize the truth, very shortly."
"Die?" Luigi was shivering now, he had never been so scared in his life. He was actually going to die. "What are you going to do to me?"
"I will not do a thing to you, the gas will." The voice began to chuckle louder. "While we speak, t he room is being filled with methane. It's an odorless, and colorless gas, so you cannot see it. But those who inhale it, will go through a state of asphyxiation. Luigi, you will asphyxiate."
Luigi was confused, and soon his head began to throb. He had no clue what asphyxiation was.
"What the hell is that?" Luigi's voice began to fade away, it took more strength then he realized to speak.
"It's a four stage process. Stage one: Twenty point nine to nineteen point five percent of oxygen by volume, increase pulse and breathing rate with disturbed muscular coordination."
Luigi felt his heart pound out of control. He could hear the beating, and feel his stomach curl up. The pounding began to drive him insane. He tried to move his arm to clutch his arm, but it refused to work.
"Stage two: Twelve to nineteen point five percent oxygen by volume, faulty judgment, rapid fatigue, and insensitivity to pain."
The room began to swirl around in Luigi's eyes, his eyelids became heavy, he wanted to sleep, but he could not fall asleep, not now. His arm twitched and slammed into the cold hard metal. He barely opened his eyes to make out his bleeding arm, but why didn't he feel it? The pain in his chest increased, as Luigi could barely speak, much less scream.
"Stage three: Ten to six percent oxygen by volume, nausea and vomiting, collapse, and permanent brain damage."
Luigi's stomach continued to curl and soon his head twitched to the right and began to spew out many forms of vomit everywhere. HE continued to vomit as the pain in his chest increased. The true form of agony showed its musky face at Luigi as he continued to uncontrollably vomit. HE had no idea where he was now, he could not think, he could only concentrate on the pain as all sources of light began to fade away.
"And finally, stage four: Less then six percent by volume, convulsion, breathing stopped, and death."
Luigi's chest exploded with pain as he felt himself to cease breathing, finally the light faded as he drifted into an eternal sleep. Luigi's corpse laid in the chamber, lost, confused, and with an expression of sadness etched in his face.
Author: Alrighty, I have made yet, another sick and twisted piece of fan fiction. I hope you enjoyed my chapter, and have a happy Thanksgiving!