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[The Chaos Heart]

Let us go back...back in time...to when all worlds almost fell to their knees. Yes, at this moment, the hero Mario and his friends are battleing epically against the magical menace, Super Dimentio. As the final blow is struck, Dimentio colapses onto the floor. This is where our story's origin begins...

Dimentio: How did you do it...How could I have lost with the power of Luigi and the Chaos Heart...And the prophecy...Has it been undone?!

Peach: I think your prophecy was wrong all along.

Bowser: You believed your prophecy, and we believed mopping the floor with you!

Tippi: Nothing is decided entirely by fate, you know...All things determine their destinies. Good-bye now, Dimentio. We'll add a footnote to the prophecy about your failure.

Dimentio: Urrrrrrk... Unngghhhh... You think this is the end? This isn't finished... You can't stop this now... You can't escape... I've been saving one last surprise... Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...Ciao!

With that, Dimentio exploded in a firey wrath. Luigi was freed, and all seemed to be fine. That is, until our heroes realized the Chaos Heart was still alive. It seemed that Dimentio left a shadow of his former self to continue controling the demonized heart, to ensure the end of all worlds. However, through the unyeilding love of Lord Blumiere and Lady Timpani, the Chaos Heart was banished back to the stincking pit from wence it came...all seemed fine from then on. Dimentio was presumed, dead, making him the first character to actually DIE in a mario game.




...His fomer shadow was never dicovered...this is where our story takes place.

A lone Koopa Troopa is wandering through the reminants of Castle Noir.It has been a year and a half since Count Bleck had set in motion, the prophecy of the Dark Prognosticus. Since then, he often came to wonder the gloomy halls, to get away from the life in Koopaville.Now on a normal basis, he would wonder the Court yards and entryways, for there are stories that terible creatures lived deep within the castle still. However, on this particular day, he felt more adventurous. He stared wide eyed at the bulk of the huge creation. He pondered what past it had. Surely it's only purpose was not to house an evil, love sick maniac. Perhaps, he thought...perhaps he could find some clues as to this magnificant buildings past was. So that is just what he did. Taking a deep breathe, he plunged into the darkness of Castle Noir.

"This is creepy," he thought to himself. "I wonder if what undescovered...errr...discorys I'll find in here."

He wondered through the erie corridors of Castle Noir, twisting and turing with the seemingly endless hallways. He ventured upon a room full of mirrors. He stopped to admire the craftmenship of the mirrors. As he gazed into one, a mask, like that of wich is used in the theatrical arts, seemed to replace his face.

"AHHH!" Frantically feeling his face, he flung himself away from the mirror, only to turn back and see that the mirror showed is true face. He evntually came to a room that was big, but yet, practically empty. The only thing visible was a large door, like that of the entrence door. He tried to open it, but the door wouldn't budge. "Rats," he thought to himself, "Now what?"

Just as he spoke these words, a shadow quickly darted across the room. He spun around, only to see nothing. Then it moved again. This time, more slowly, as if trying to giude him to a particular corner of the room.

"H-H-He-Hello?" No responce came. "I-I-If you w-w-want me to l-leave, I will," he stammered. He pondered what it could have been, shaking at the fightful images that passed through his head. But at that moment, his attention was drawn to the near corner. Something had glittered, he was sure of it. He walked closer, and to his amazment, a bright reflective light shown from the dark corner, as if something with a reflective esence was laying there. But how was that possibly? For something to reflect light, there needed to BE light in the first place, which, in the dank and shadowy corridors of the castle, there was none. He walked closer and discovered, it was the theater mask he had seen earlier, in the mirror. It was Purple and Black, seperated by a line straight down the middle, with the exception of the nose shaped poart the streched onto the purple half. Each side has a slit cut out, where eyes would look through. The worst part though, was the creepy, frozen smile. It made the mask look...so...so sinister. As creepy as the mask was though, it was still a dicovery, so the Koopa put it in his pocket ((don't ask how)). He began to leave, seeing as there was nothing more to explore, when a Red Magibot poped up out of the shadows. The koopa fell back in fright, as the magibot charged a magical attack, that would surely end the koopas poor life. "What should I do?!" As the magibot fired its attack, the koopa jumped out of the way! He made a break for the door, only to be blocked by a Dark Mamoth ((or what ever they are called))!The Mamoth creature began charging furiously at him! He turned around, running towards the blocked door! "Mabey...just mabey...if I can open that door..." He slamed and shoved, pleaing for his life to be spared. The Mamoth grew closer, appearing more menacing with every stomp. He shoved harder and hader, and finally, the door gave way, and the koopa tumbled into a shrine.

At the front, there was an alter, and above, a painting of a Boo. It was no ordinary Boo however. It's eyes, unlike the blackish oval that most boos had, were a peicing shade of blood red. His mouth was open, and tounge hanging. This brought to the young koopas attention, that its tounge was a bluish-green, and not pink. It wore a ruby crown on its head, signifying that he was some sort of royalty, possibly even a king. A ring of 50 or so Boos circled the alter. Behind the koopa, the door slamed shut. He darted behind a colum, just as one of the boos turned to see what the noise was. It stared for a moment, then rejoined the formation. The koopa let out a sigh of relief. He waited for a couple minutes, hoping the boos would all fly of, but to his disapointment, they all staed in their formation, slowly floating in a circle around the alter, all holding hands. After what seemed like an hour, one of the boos spoke.

"Oh great and glorious King Boo..."

"So he IS a king," said the koopa.

"We are gathered here, to reserect you from your vile prison that putrid plumber Luigi traped you in so long ago. All right my fello boos, are you ready?"

The boos all cheered and screamed HOORA and YIPPIE! One boo floated over to a stereo, and pressed a button. The song, Are You Ready For This began to play. The boos spun around faster and faster, slowly chanting quitetly. The koopa could not make out what the mumblig was, but as their voices grew louder, it became clearer.

"All hail King Boo, ruler of the spirits. All hail King Boo, ruler of the spirits. All hail King Boo..." The little white ghosts spun faster and fsater, there chanting increasing. They spun so fast, they look to be one giant white ring surounding the alter. The room darkened, the candles blowing out, then lighting with a mysterious black flame. "All hail King Boo!" "All hail King Boo!" "All hail King Boo!" The koopa spotted a door on the right side of the alter. He began to tip-toe over, trying not to be noticed. As he reached out for the handle, he tripped, knocking the stereo over, and breaking it. The boos came to a sudden halt.

"Who dares disturb us," one shouted.

"Look! It's nothing but a pathetic Koopa!"

"Nya ha ha ha! How about we give him a scare!"

N-N-N-No, that's okay! I REALLY don't wanna be scared right now," the koopa said.

"To bad! You messed up our little ceramony, so now we're gonna mess YOU up! Nya ha ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, half the boos in the room flew towards the center, and began flying into echother. The mass grew, until the filled practically the entire room. This gigantic Boo form, had glowing yelloe eyes. The eyes were surrounded by a hazy purple shade. The koopa backed up against the wall, and covered himself with his arms.

"Make it quick," he said.

"Nye he he he he. Prepare for the afterlife mortal!"

At that moment, everyone in the room here a low below.

"Bleh heh heh heh heh. Don't touch him. I want to take care of him..."

I have more, just tell me what you think so far.

[Paper Peach]

That is wicked cool Please continue!

[The Chaos Heart]

I edited the first post/part...so...bump?

[Zelnor]

Pretty neat writing, it misses some pieces of continuity and spelling, however... But I still say as a start that's very good. Do write on, Chaos Heart.

[Kamek]

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