The Evils Within

Chapter 1

Hello! It's been a long while since I've written something and this is the first one I've written in this fandom. I'm not gonna ramble on any longer, onto the story

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Luigi was seemingly trapped in a box in his own dream, watching the events play out before him.

His arch-enemy, his greatest fear, his own subconscious, his second personality, has begun tormenting him through his dreams. He had thought he had shut this out years ago, but it was back. It wore his clothes, his face, his voice, but it wasn't him. At least, not him at the moment.

Luigi watched helplessly as the most suppressed element of his mind fought his own brother. An old memory he watched, through a new perspective, although, something was off. Mario wasn't winning.

Both Mario, and this repressed thought jumped in the air, it higher than him. It smirked, hands beginning to spark, and spiked him to the ground. The red-clad hero crashed to the ground, attempting to push himself up off the ground as this entity softly landed before him.

Luigi yelled out to his brother once he hit the ground, the look of absolute horror in his eyes, as he tried to force his way out of the box. His hand slid right through the transparent wall as if it were made out of a gelatin-like substance. He continued to attempt to free himself from the prison.

It smiled at Mario. It wasn't of a 'light-hearted' manner, rather a 'bad intentions' one.

"Luigi..." He groaned, "...why?" He was confused. Why would his own brother be attacking him? The first time was understandable, him being hypnotized and all, but again? Now? It wasn't making sense.

Its smirk turned to a frown. "Why? I'm tired of being in your shadow, being seen as the 'lesser' brother. You know, I want some credit from time to time, and I'm going to get it," its hand began to spark, "It's my turn to be 'player one'," its hand grew brighter as it was pointed to the sky.

Luigi pushed and kicked at the wall for what seemed like ages before finally getting free. He yelled out his brother's name which got both his and the entity's attention.

Angry, it redirected its hand to Mario and smirked, "It's too late, red. This battle is over." A green ball of lightning began to form before his hands.

Luigi made a run for it, if there was some chance of stopping this thing or, at least, saving his brother, he was going to take it.

Mario tried to push himself off the ground to try to roll from the impending blast, but his arms were too weak to support him. He flinched, expecting certain doom, but was instead met by a feeling in his side. Something, or someone, was pushing him out of the way, saving his life.

Luigi slid across the ground, kicking his brother away from the imminent blast. The entity was shocked but had already released the ball. Before Mario could tell what had saved him, this life-saving entity was smitten and everything faded to black.

Mario's eyes shot open. He put a hand to his chest and sighed in relief as he had escaped from that nightmare. Almost after, Luigi awoke too, him with a gasp.

Mario sat up and looked down towards his brother's bunk, a look of horror across Luigi's face.

"Bro, are you okay?" He asked, concerned.

Luigi looked up to his brother and gave a weak smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

But he, in fact, was not fine.