Marth's New Sword

Chapter 1: How It Started

"I can't believe you did that to me, Bowser! Do you know how much that sword cost!?" cried Marth as he and Bowser walked down to the auditorium of the mansion. A sword with a shattered blade was in Marth's hands.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't expect my body slam attack to actually do that," replied Bowser. Marth gave him a menacing look.

"What am I going to do now that I have no sword? I can't possibly brawl with the others without a sword! Oh God why dod you hate me?!" Marth dropped the hilt in his hand and started sobbing on the wall. "Why did they have to give me such a fragile sword anyway?!" Bowser sighed.

"Okay, well there's not much I can do. I'm going to sleep." Bowser stomped off to his dorm room and shut the door. Marth was still crying. The wallpaper was starting to peel off from all the tears.

"Why? Why? WHY?" he kept saying. King Dedede came walking down the hallway and noticed the sad swordsman. He leaned his large hammer over his shoulder and walked up to him.

"Hey, what's wrong? Another bad dram about ice cream pizza zombies?" he asked. Marth looked up at the fat penguin, his eyes bloodshot.

"My sword is broken!" he wailed, pointing at the handle on the floor. "If Master Hand finds out what happened I'm doomed!" he added. King Dedede looked down at the hilt.

"Wow, that sucks." Marth grabbed Dedede's collar and pulled him close.

"You HAVE to help me!" King Dedede looked at Marth in the eyes.

"Um, you mind letting go first?" Marth let go and rubbed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll help you, just so long as you promise not to get that close to me again." Marth's face lit up.

"Oh thank you!" Marth hugged Dedede tightly.

"Hey wait! Stop!" King Dedede smacked Marth with his hammer and Marth was sent flying down the hallway.

"I thought you said you were going to help me!" Marth called as he bounced around the corner.

"I changed my mind!" called Dedede as the swordsman bounced out of sight. Marth landed on his head and stood up to find where he was. He was outside the arcade. Several beeping sounds could be heard inside.

"Maybe Game and Watch could help me?" he thought. Marth went in through the door and looked around. Gaming machines of all kinds laid around the room, all of them hooked up to their on individual flat screen t.v. Game and Watch was no where to be seen, but the beeping continued. "Where is everyone?" Marth asked out loud.

"Quiet! You'll ruin my concentration!" Marth turned around to see Ness playing Ms. Pacman on an arcade system.

"Perfect! Ness can help me find a new sword!" Marth thought. He walked over to the boy with PSI powers and watched the screen. He was already at level 12 and was 500 points from beating the high score. "Um, what are you doing, Ness?" Ness didn't take his eyes off the screen and the beeping continued.

"Dude! I'm so close to beating Meta Knight's record. Look at this!" Marth looked again. Ms. Pacman was being cornered by four oddly coloured ghosts. It didn't look good for Ness. "Come on, come on, come on! No!!!!" Ms. Pacman disappeared from view and the words "Game Over You Suck" appeared in large lettering over the screen. "I was so close!!" Ness cried. The high score list popped up. All 10 spots were filled with Meta Knight's name.

"ARGH!! PK FIRE!!!"

The machine caught on fire and exploded in front of their faces. Marth's face was charred with ash, as well as Ness'. He looked down at the short boy.

"Uhhh..." was all he said. Ness looked up to him, smiling a little.

"Uh, sorry you had to see that. I get so mixed up in these games. But I was so close...." Ness looked back at the black spot on the ground in front of him where Ms. Pacman used to be. "Oh well, at least Meta Knight will never be able to play." Marth rubbed the black marks off his face.

"Ness, do you think you could help me out with something?" Ness rubbed his face too.

"Sure, what do you need?"

"I, uh, broke my sword."

"You...broke...your sword?"

"Well, not really. Bowser actually broke it, but yeah, now I got to get it fixed."

"....Hmmm....Sorry, I don't think I can help you." Nessn noticed tears forming in Marth's eyes. "Okay okay! I'll help you with you're sword problem!" Marth's face lit up again.

"Oh thank you Ness!" He hugged him and Ness tried to get away but Marth's adult strength overpowered him.

"Hey! Let go!" Marth let go.

"Sorry, I just get so woked up so easily." Ness walked out of the room and Marth followed.

"This way. I may have the answer to you're little problem."

"What could it be?" Marth thought. After walking all the way to the other side of the mansion, Ness finally stopped in front of a lrage closet door.

"Here we are," he said plainly. Marth looked at the door.

"This? This is the item storage room!" Ness opened the door.

"So? I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for in here." Ness turned on the light and every single item in the game was shown, gleaming brightly under the cheap lightbulb on the ceiling. Ness went over to the far end and picked up a beam sword out of a bucket. "How's this?" he asked. Marth looked at the weapon.

"That thing? It's more of a light saber than an actual sword," he replied. Ness put the item back.

"How about this?" he pulled out a Star Rod for Marth to see.

"Um, I don't know. It looks kind of girlish."

"Perfect for you."

"What?"

"Nothing." Ness put the rod back and pulled out a home run bat. "This is you're last option. I have no more ideas after this." Marth studied the weapon.

"Well...if I have no other options....I guess I could use this instead." Marth grabbed the bat and swung it around. "Yeah, I think I could get used to this." Ness bowed his head.

"You're welcome." Suddenly, the intercom wired throughout the mansion buzzed in.

"Hey Marth! I challenge you to a match on the Battlefield! One life survival and no items! Meet me there in 5 minutes...or DIE!!! Hahahah just kidding!" It as Ike's voice.

"He wants to have a brawl with me?" Marth thought. He looked down at the new weapon in his hand. "I guess you could be my substitute sword until I get a new one," he told the bat. He ran out of the room shutting the door behind him, forgetting that Ness was in there.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Ness cried as he ran to open the door. Unfortunately, the lock for the door was on the outside in the hallway. "Great! Could this get any worse?" The lightbulb on the ceiling sparked and shut off completely. Ness sighed in the darkness. "Wait, why am I so sad? I have my own source of light. PK fire!" Fire shot out of Ness' hands and illuminated the room. However, Ness did not notice the pile of blast boxes in front of him.

"Uh oh-"

The blast boxes exploded, which triggered the bob-ombs, which triggered the motion sensor bombs, which triggered the gooey bombs, which triggered smart bombs, which triggered the hot heads, which set the room on fire, which blasted the door open. Ness flew out of the room into the wall on the opposite side. Flames were shooting everywhere and spreading along the walls, floor, and ceiling. Ness ran away form the scene as fast as he could, leaving ash and soot everywhere he went. "Why do we have so many freakin' bombs in this game?!?!" he cried out loud.

Ike was standing on the Battlefield. The entry platform brought Marth and his sheathed home run bat to the stage. "About time. I've been waiting nearly an hour," said Ike, leaning his sword on his shoulder.

"Ha ha very funny," replied Marth sarcastically. "Let's get this over with. We have a little score to settle." The announcer's voice boomed across the Battlefield.

"3...2...1...GO!" Ike ran up and slashed at Marth with a direct hit. Marth was sent flying to the other side of the level, but he caught the edge.

"Hey! What's the damage ratio?" asked Marth as he pulled himself up.

"2.0," replied Ike plainly. This was not good for Marth. Ike could knock him off the stage with any simple attack.

"Better be careful," he thought to himself. Marth pulled out his bat and swung it around just to get a feel for it. Ike watched him with a queer look on his face.

"Um...I said no items," said Ike. Marth looked at him.

"My sword;s broken! This is my substitute weapon!" Marth ran up to Ike and whacked him with the bat. Ike stumbled back a few steps and struck Marth with his long Ragnell. Marth lookd at his bat. "This thing is no where near as powerful as my sword...but maybe..." Marth performed a smash attack on Ike. The power of the bat gave him an instant K-O.

"WWAAHAHHAHAHHHH!!!" cried Ike as he disappeared in the distance.

"GAME!" said the announcer.

"Ha! I won! This bat isn't so bad after all!" Ike reappeared on the stage in a flash of light.

"You! You cheated!" he said. Marth seethed his bat.

"I did not! I told you my sword is broken! I can't use it!"

"That doesn't give you a right to just grab any weapon you want and use in battle!"

"Sure it does! It makes perfect sense!"

"No it doesn't! You cheated!"

"Fine! You want to be that way?! Then I'm out of here!" Marth went to the exit platform and left Ike all by his lonesome. He went past the simulation controls and ROB and ran down the hallway. "I didn't cheat! I didn't cheat!" he kept saying to himself. Suddenly, Marth was stopped by a hard, round thing that nailed him in the chest. "Ow! What was that?!" he cried. It was Ness. He was panting. Marth stood straight. "Ness! What's wrong?" Ness was breathing hard and he was pointing behind him.

"Fire...huff...over there...." Marth looked behind him to see flames making their way to the two smashers. Marth stared into the heat and fire.

"WHAAAAAAAATTTT???!!!!"