Hello, first pure action story, so here goes. There might be some OOC ness in here. I own nothing but the plot (I think, not sure if anyone has really thought of this, if there has been someone, then please kindly tell me) my Wii, and my copy of brawl.

Here goes everything and nothing.

Lion in the Hunter's Den

My name is Squall, or Tabuukilla, as my author name.

Prologue to the story:

Squall was the lone warrior,

Never really seeming to trust anyone.

Little did he know,

That fate was about to bring new things,

And teach him what it means

To work together.

"Whoa! Hey geez! Watch out!" A black, raven haired teen in a black sweater and shirt with jeans came running through the streets. Today was the day I would take my author exam, and finally become an author with the privileges to write stories and such. But as people passed by, they looked curious at my happiness. "Huh," I thought, "What's so bad about becoming an author?" Finally slowing down, I started walking and humming. Ideas for stories were flying out of my head. "Oh yeah! Each author has to have a weapon, right?" I remembered flicking my wrist revealing my gunblade, which I had just gotten as a present, for the exam. Then it hit me, literally. A newspaper article smacked me straight in the face. It read:

Master Hand takes his revenge for tortured smashers against the authors and authors-in-training.

"No wonder everyone looked so sorry…"I felt foolish. "No! They must've hit the author school!" A friend of mine was there. I dashed the whole way, only to find the school on fire, utterly destroyed. The valiant teachers were no match for smashers, but I saw them fight 12 smashers and still win. How could that have happened. Another note, in Ike's handwriting, on the ground told me.

------Master Hand has promised

Us great power from the first smashball…

"The first smashball?" I thought.

If we extinguish all authors and authors-in-training.

Then we shall finally take our own revenge!

---Ike

"No!" I thought. This couldn't be happening! Running to the computer room, I noticed a door ajar. "The crystal room…" I instantly went inside. Every author crystal was taken, except mine, which for some reason did not glow like the others. Knowing what I had to do, I set out, crystal and gunblade in hand.

This was going to be one heck of a fight.

Loading, and sharpening my gunblade, I went to my apartment and grabbed my energy blade, Assault Rifle, Sniper Rifle, a smashball I learned to create in class, and my backpack that could hold an infinite amount of anything, but I only packed what I needed.

This was a war, fought to the last smasher or author.

It was time to find the other authors, and maybe save them.

MH's POV______________________

"MUHAHAHHA! Finally those authors will get what they deserve for torturing the smashers!" Master Hand said.

"Well won't the authors kill us all?" asked Pikachu, who hadn't fully been persuaded to do MH's bidding.

"Not with this!" Master hand pulled out a crystal shard. "This is part of the first smashball, it will make you super-powerful!"

"No." Pit said, "I know one author, and they won't stand for this."

"Fine then," Master Hand sneered, "face my power!" Shocking Pit with electricity, Pit screamed out in pain. More people cracked at the sight of Pit's mangled body.

"nnnghhhhh," he muttered, almost dead, as a green light took his body, and vanished.

"WHERE'D HE GO?!?!?" Master hand screamed. "HE'LL TELL EVERYONE ABOUT OUR PLAN! ESPICIALLY 3 AUTHORS I KNOW!" he shrieked more, pointing to the KOS list (KOS=kill on sight). The three he pointed to were good friends of Pit, one an aspiring author, about to take his test. His signature gunblade, which had broken a few days ago, was already replaced by a more powerful one. "That one," Master Hand pointed at the one with raven black hair, "could kill us all if he meets with the others that will probably survive. Find him, kill him, bring his body back, and I'll all reward you with power."

Pit's POV________________________________

"Ugh, where am I?" I thought.

"Hey! You up yet?!" a voice said.

"Yeah…"

"Get up, I've got a couple things," Pit opened his eyes and saw the figure, instantly recognizing him.

"Squall! Is it really you?"

"The one and only."

"Look, we've got to tell the others that…"

"Master hand wants revenge," Squall asked holding up the note dropped by Ike.

"Yeah…Look! We've got to warn the others!" I said, alert.

"Done." Squall held up a small flip phone. "Every author is on my contacts list."

"I thought you weren't social."

"I hacked the network, as soon as I discovered MH's plot."

"Wow. Just wow."

"Well time to go," Squall said, putting the flat side of the blade on his shoulder, "let's find the others."

Ok, first chapter done….

Now what?

I don't know.

I need 8 more authors so PM me if you want to be in.

Seeya!

Keel: (my character that will show up sometime, if I feel like it) WHEN DO I GET TO BE IN THE STORY!?!?!?!?

Me: sometime.

And golfer, if you're reading this, you will be in the next chapter! Please don't think I left you out! PLEASE!!!

Also, please tell me if it's good. I need creative criticism. OK?

See ya! (again…)