Chapter Six: Fall of the Great Nation
"M'lady Mequador. You are looking very lovely today," a soldier said as he bowed and walked past. I smiled in response. I've been a Star Spirit for about 5,000 years. Only one problem on our hands: Eldstar was dead.
As I entered the double doors, they greeted me. "Greetings Mequador, I am glad you could join us," Malor said in a sour tone.
"Sorry I'm late, I was just busy."
I sat down. As Malor spoke, I was daydreaming. "I suppose you all know why we're all here. We need a replacement Star Spirit since Eldstar so foolishly sacrificed himself for a mortal."
I stood up. "Take that back. Eldstar was a great person and Star Spirit!"
I gasped and looked at the other Star Spirits. Had that come out of my own mouth? "Mequador, is there a problem?!" Malor was staring furiously at me.
"No. Continue." I slumped back into my chair, embarrassed. No matter what, I couldn't express my opinion, especially when Malor was head star while Eldstar was gone.
"Thank you. Now as I was saying, we have recruited the most noble soldiers today to see which one is reliable enough to join us. William Samson, please approach." Malor examined the soldier as he walked up. He was a pretty young star, in his early 100's. He wore a noble helmet and a patriotic sash. "Hmm, very nice. You may all retreat to your quarters." Malor clapped his hands together.
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I sighed. As I walked through the streets, many small children smiled and waved. The fresh air was doing me a world of good. There were many activities going on in Star Haven. It was the Defender's birthday, or, as called on Plit, Christmas. There were flashing lights on every house and snowstars. *DING! DONG! DING!* The bell ringing meant the end of replacement testing. I went back into the building.
"The new Star Spirit shall be William, known as Calzar," Malor said as I sat down. Everyone clapped. "Meeting dismissed." Malor rang the bell again. We all got up and left the room.
As I was walking the halls of the Star Palace I overheard someone talking and my curiousity got the better of me. Mistake number one. It was William, aka Calzar. He was in a broom closet talking into a strange device.
"So, I've got into the Star Palace. From here I can tell you the coordinates. What? No, Malor won't interfere. I- wait, I have an unwelcome visitor." William turned around to face me and I gasped. His face was twisted in an expression of pure evil. "So, Marianne Dianna Taylor, it's nice to see you." He locked the door.
"Ho-how do you know me?" I asked.
"Oh, that. I've been watching you for a long time." He closed his, well, it looked like a cell phone; don't pressure me. "I'm sorry, but you've heard too much. You'll have to die. Goodbye." William's hand extended, and along with it a swirling blade. It was all over in a second, and the last thing I saw, was William laughing as I blacked out.
"Now I just need to copy her image and create a duplicate of 'William'". I opened my eyes just once more, and then, nothing.
Chapter Seven: Honey, I Raised a Martian
They're gone. Really gone. My parents were gone. I looked at the picture of them and silently cried. You see, one year ago, I lived on the planet Zeno. I remember going to school one week after I was born. There I met Talzar4 and Zekeal, my one true love. Then the Vryeks came. They were known for causing terror throughout the universe. They had these little tracker pets called horrors, disgusting creatures, really, with little tiny arms, short legs, and a collossal head with no eyes and razer sharp fangs.
My parents, Ranzan and Mantar, sent me on an emergancy space pod so I would be safe. I drifted through space for one year, which is like nine Plitian years. Do the math. 9+9=18. Then I landed on Plit, and the first things I saw were those horrors, scrambling over the land with their heads swinging madly, drooling for fresh meat.
I was filled with rage and I destroyed every one. I had learned how to defend with my tail and my psychic powers. The Plitian martians had taken me in and cared for me. Right now I was having a drink called "orange juice" and eating an icy cream sundae.
"Uh... so... Mewtwo90, where do you come from?" King Boo asked.
I was gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the suff. It was great! "MpH! Mnph! Mp- Zeno!"
I started shoveling this food down my throat. "I see you haven't learned Plitian table manners yet."
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It was 12:00 midnight, and I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about my family and friends. They were dead, or worse, enslaved. I got up and walked outside and looked up at the stars. I kept walking, not knowing where I was going. I heard something. "Hoo!" I turned around and blasted a rock at whatever it was. "...hoo..." I looked embarrassed. "Er... sorry. "
Then, leaving the pancaked owl behind, I found a motionless reptillian creature on the ground with a shell and tattered cape. It didn't move. I remembered my healing powers. The creature rose, engulfed in a white light, and opened its eyes. "Uhn... Where am I? Wait. I'm alive! Mwa ha ha! Slimer49'r is aliive! Mwa-ow. Ow... my back."
Chapter Eight: Christmas in Ruin
I looked at the newspaper while my brother was enjoying a bowl of pasta. "Creatures invade Gaz family outing and Boo Mansion, also see pg. 54: Strange furry green creature discovered in a space pod found at Boo Mansion."
My brother took a look at the picture of the creatures. "Wait, Luigi, I think I saw these creatures before somewhere, but I can't seem to remember."
I turned the page. "Strange creatures had attacked Boo mansion and Gaz's party." I closed the newspaper and walked outside. Some people were scared and some thought it was just a big hoax by the news media.
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And finally, I was alive once more, although my back was killing me. "Ur... Who or what are you?" I got up and asked the weird alien thing.
"My name is Mewtwo90," he said.
"HA! What are you? Some kind of Pokemon?" I laughed. It looked quizical.
"Uh, no, I'm a Zenan inhabitant. Mew means hope on my planet and Two is the god of our planet. 90 was just something they threw in." He frowned.
"Well, I am a Koopa, the dominant species of this planet. My parents died and I lost my brother." I almost cried, but then got myself back together.
"The same thing happened to me."
The creature stopped all of a sudden. He was sniffing the air like some green furry dog. "Him." The creature growled.
The wind blew at them and a gigantic spaceship blocked out the sky. A voice rung out against the sky. "People of Plit! We have come, and you are doomed forever more!" We looked on in horror as a creature stepped out of the ship...