Waluigi - From Rock Bottom to Among the Stars

Chapter 1- another day, another disaster

The man groaned. It was another day where he was seen as a loser by the people of the Mushroom Kingdom. He had just finished last in a kart race. Normally this wouldn't be a bad thing; Mario finishes last more often than not and everybody consoles him, insisting that since he is Super Mario, he will turn things around, and normally he does.

But this man was Waluigi.

Thats right, this was the man with the long, lanky legs that always drew unwanted attention everytime he needed to run.

This was the man with the disturbingly long chin that looked like it could slice open a red shell with minimal effort.

This was the man whose elongated nose startled anyone who dared look at it for more than a few seconds, with its bright pink nature making it look like he permanently had a cold.

This was the man who only wore dark colours, a symbol of how depressing and down his life really was.

This was Waluigi, not Mario, so when the race was over, he was met with countless toads laughing shame onto his body and into his soul. However, Waluigi was used to this. He could take this constant criticism and humiliation up to the point where he almost seemed to enjoy it. However, there was one thing that he absolutely hated with every cell of his body: Luigi was the winner. Waluigi's long time rival (well, it was a one way rivalry) was basking in the glory that Waluigi so desperately craved.

The glory he deserved.

The glory he never received.

He tried not to think about it too much, since he was nearly home and wanted to escape this day as early as possible by going to sleep pretty much as soon as he entered the door. However, one thing from the race that could not leave his mind was his only friend's absence. Normally Wario was one of the first people to arrive at the racetrack and other events that the group did together such as tennis and golf, since he wanted to properly prepare himself in order to increase his chances of winning the most prize money.

Waluigi entered the pathetic excuse of a place he called home. It was no more than a small shack that he had infested with his Waluiginess. The walls were painted a dark purple, with one of them containing a huge yellow upside down L, in order to show to the very few visitors who came to this structure that this was Waluigi's house, although most visitors could already tell before they even came near his home that this place was his.

He spotted something out of the corner of his eye. It was a note. "That's strange," he muttered to himself. His curiosity dragged him towards the table where the note lay. He opened it, yet he wished he hadn't. The note read:

' Look Waluigi, I couldn't bring myself to say this to your face since your reaction would haunt me forever, but i have moved to Diamond City, since that place just screams free money, and I have many friends living there who have told me of its unlimited riches. We'll probably only see eachother in Smash battles now. Oh and don't forget to show that punk Luigi who the boss is.

from Wario.'

A huge wave of anger entered Waluigi's soul. "why wasn't Waluigi invited!!! All this time i was just a pawn in Wario's game!!! Nobody wahnts Waluigi!!!"

Waluigi slumped onto his chair. He couldn't believe it.