A week passes and Peach and I go dress shopping. "Hey, so, there sure a lot of dresses here!" Peach says as she looks around the store. "Yeah, I know what I'm looking for though." I say as I jog off into the jungle of dresses. After searching for a while I find exactly what I'm looking for, a blue dress with a red gem where a necklace would end. It has black lace spread across it like vines. Below the gem is a violet stripe and below that is a black circle from which more lace snakes out down to a large stretch of black and below that is purely blue. The dress comes down past the knees and is sleeveless(tank top style). I grab it and try it on. After twirling about in front of the mirror for about three minutes I put my clothes back on and take the dress to the check out counter. After paying I go and find Peach, who has picked out a pink dress with white lace around the neck, frilly sleeves and bottom, and a white sash with a purple flower on it with two purple ribbons hanging down. It's a bit shorter than mine. "It's so pretty!" I say. That kind of dress is perfect for her. "Lemme see yours!" Peach nags, lightly punching my arm. I pull out my dress and Peach starts squealing. "ITS AMAZING! YOU'LL LOOK AMAZING!" She shouts. "AWWWW thanks! Now all we have to do is find masks and shoes." I say. Peach goes and checks out and we walk out of the store, put our dresses in Peach's car, and walk into a costume store. And who's running the shop but the Happy Mask Salesman. "Oooooh shit....." I groan. "Yep, but we are here for a mask." Peach says. "Just don't make eye contact." I whisper. We walk into a section of masquerade masks and look around. I pick a blue eye mask that feathers out at the left top and the right bottom. It has some small strips of clear so you can see a bit of skin, but not enough to reveal an identity. I also pick a matching blue feather hairpiece. Peach finds a pink eye mask with white rhinestones around each eye and spreads into a pink and purple butterfly wing off of the left side. There is a plume of white feathers in between the eyes. While in the shop I find a pair of long flat white boots and Peach finds a pair of violet heels. We check out(very awkwardly) and walk out of the store. "So, who do you think is gonna ask you to the dance?" Peach asks as she punches the gas pedal in her car. "Well, I really don't think anyone's going to." I say, used to her reckless driving. "Come on! Somebody is going to ask you!" Peach shouts. "I really don't think so!" I shout back. Of course every boy in the school who isn't Link, Aiden, Rock, or Mario has their eyes on Zelda, Rosalina, or Laura Croft so I really don't think I'm going to be asked at all. Peach is quiet the rest of the way to my house where she drops me off and speeds off. I walk inside and to my room. I lay on my bed and start taking random pictures. Why this is amusing I have no idea, but it certainly is. After a while my phone does something rare.
It
Gets
Blown
Up
With
Texts
MARA! GET TO THE PARK! ROCK NEEDS SERIOUS HELP!"
-Link

MARA! HURRY
-LINK

DUDE, GET TO THE PARK, SHITS GOING DOWN!
-Aiden

We have a problem......
-Peach

"What the hell?!" I yell as I hurriedly put on my shoes and run out the door. It takes me about five minutes to get to the park running as fast as I was. When I get there I see Rock facing off another boy who is dressed in red and has a lighter on his shirt. It dosnt take a genius to figure out what the boy was fighting Rock with. There's a large crowd around the dueling boys, but I don't see Link, Aiden, or Peach. I soon find them, each one laying on the ground behind Rock, unconscious. My mind becomes clouded with rage, it's a whole new level of angry for me. I walk over to a guy watching and find what I need. "Hey, you have metal blades." I growl to the guy. "Yeah....so." He asks. "I need em." I growl, becoming impatient. "No can do,ok flamey may need backup." He says then laughs, knowing the outcome of the fight. I kick the back of his legs and he falls to the ground. "Thanks for the blades." I hiss as I take the blades. I stomp up to the fighting boys. Rock is losing, bad. He is badly burned, even with his helmet and full suit on. The one using fire on the other hand, has a single solitary scratch. "HEY!" I shout, drawing both of their's attention. "YOU, BOY FLAMBÉ! BACK OFF OF MY FRIEND!" I shout, my fist clutching a blade behind my back. "Mara don't." Rock says weakly. "HA! No way sweetheart, now get out of the way before you get roasted." He laughs, his closed fist bursting into flames.
"Ooooh, I'm not the one getting beat." I say with a dark laugh, whipping the blade out from behind my back. "Awww, what're you gonna do, give me a paper cut?" The boy says in a fake sweet voice. "A little more than a paper cut." I growl. I run forward as he turns back to Rock. I fling the blade from my hand and it runs across the boy's back. "AH! OH YOU'RE DONE FOR!" The boy screeches as he whips around to me. He launches a couple fireballs at me, the first one I dodge, the second one hits my left arm. I quickly snuff the flame, grateful that I'm right handed. I throw two blades ninja star style which hit the boy 's torso and legs. He drops to the ground and I walk up to him clutching my last blade, fully intent on finishing this. I get to where I'm standing over him and he looks up at me. I look at the silent crowd who is waiting for my decision. Then at Rock, who is looking at the ground. He looks up at me, and my decision becomes final. I raise my blade. The boy flinches, waiting for the blow, but it never comes. Instead, I throw the blade onto the ground and stretch my hand out to him. He opens his eyes and shakily takes my hand. "T-thank you! I-I'll never start a worthless fight again! Promise!" The boy shouts. "Can someone help him out!" I yell and the boy who I stole the blades from walks up. He lets the fire boy lean on him as they walk off together. I walk over to Rock and sit beside him as the crowd disperses. "You ok?" I ask. "Yeah, not dead." He laughs softly. "What made you spare him?" He asks, looking up at me with sad neon eyes. "You. The look on your face, it snapped me out of my rage." I say. He looks at me and smiles. "You know I'm not like that right?" I ask nervously. I really didn't want to ruin the impression one of my few friends has of me. "Yeah, I know." Rock says. "They all tried to fight." I say, referencing the three friends laying on the ground, still out. "Yeah, they were all really brave." Rock sighs. "I know you didn't start the fight." I say. "It may sound crazy, but I hate fighting." Rock says. "What! But all the games!" I exclaim. "Unless there's something worth fighting for." Rock finishes. "Agreed." I say. "But, when rage takes over, things happen." I say. "Agreed." Rock chuckles. "Anyway, I'm gonna head home and fix myself up." Rock says, standing shakily and walking off. I sit with Peach, Aiden, and Link until they wake up. Then I myself go home and sleep.

AN: you have to remember that even if Mara did kill the boy he would've been ok, cause if the video game logic. Keep that in mind throughout the story.