The Monster

Chapter Three

Peach POV

I looked at Mario, who was pacing back and forth, still holding the picture he picked up and sighed. "Mario...what are we going to do?" He stopped pacing and faced the wall. "Mar--" I jumped as he suddenly punched the wall in anger. "FUCK!" He held his hand on the wall and sobbed. I walked to him slowly and touched his shoulder. "Mario...please..." He turned and fell into my arms, sobbing on my shoulder. My cheeks burned and I couldn't control my arms as they slowly made its way around him, holding him in a tight embrace. We slid to the floor. I kissed his ear and said, "Mario, Luigi will be ok.." He turned to look at me, his blue eyes sparkling with tears. He looked like a child. My face burned a crimson red. Gently grabbing his face with my hands, I whispered. "Mario, dont worry about Luigi. He'll be find. There's no way he'll let Mr.L loose again. He loves you," I felt his arms slowly, shyly, wrap around my waist. "Its ok, Mario." I put my hand gently on his chin, staring into his eyes. "And I promise..." I didn't realize that we were moving closer to each other. "He will come back aliv--" I was cut off when our lips touched. My eyes shot open in surprise but I kissed back, melting into his arms. His lips were surprisingly soft, and they were shaking. At first, the kiss was slow and nervous, then it quickly turned into a hungry battle. He nipped softly at my bottom lip, and I blushed, knowing what he wanted. We deepened the kiss. I tried to hold back a moan as his tongue explored my mouth, but failed miserably. Suddenly, Mario pulled away, blushing madly. "Mama mia...I..I'm sorry, Princess..I-" I kissed him on those soft lips of his once more. "It doesn't matter. I kissed back." His face turned redder than his hat, making those sky blue eyes of his stand out even more. He was so innocent, so terrified. I couldn't let him lose Luigi. We stood, holding each others hands. "Peach.." Mario's eyes still sparkled with tears. He hugged me. "Thank you." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Of course, Mario. Its not a problem." My heart suddenly fell. "But there's one thing we need to find out before something terrible happens..." He stared at me, cocking his head to the side. "What?" I turned in his arms and looked at Luigi's room door in utter despair. "Where did Luigi run off to?"

Luigi POV

I woke up not knowing where I was. I looked around. "A bedroom...." I flipped the bed sheets off my body and flinched. My torso was wrapped in bandages and was bloody. Looking at my right hand and my left arm, I realized they were to. "Wh-ow!" I tried to talk, but it hurt. Like someone just finished choking the life out of me. I tried to see if I could stand. I gripped the warm sheets and gasped when I put my feet on the floor, a sharp wave of pain shooting through my body due to the coldness.  Still not knowing if I could fully stand on my own, I held on to dressers and chairs, making my way to a dresser with a mirror, which had my clothes neatly folded on top. As I got closer, I realized that my gloves were also on the dresser, along with a metal object. I slowly sat in the soft cushioned chair in front of it and disregarded the object, more worried about where I was and why the hell was I so beat up and in my green and black boxers! I flinched when the door opened. "Luigi, I see your awake." I looked at the male Toad and forced a smile. "Where am I?" I rasped. He smirked. "Your in the guest room of my house. My son and daughter found you unconscious and bloody in the forest by the castle. Your lucky to be alive." He came closer and set a tea cup I just noticed he had on the dresser. He then picked up the metal object. "Neat switch blade, Luigi." He flipped it open, revealing the sharp black blade. The handle was a dark green, and had an L on it. But what made me instantly freeze was the L. It was backwards. "But why on earth you would need one, I don't know, but that's your business." I took it from the toad and examined it, instantly feeling the evil. My eyes darkened. "What's your name?" My throat was instantly better. "J-John..."  The terrified toad backed away. "Well, John." I stood and looked at John with evil eyes. I didn't know who I was anymore. Nor could I control it. "I'm sorry to have to do this..."