The year is 1944, nearing the end of the Second World War. Japan is almost in ruins, what was once a thriving empire is now a struggling dominion. Although the land and resources they had taken from China was keeping them alive, morale was at a all time low. The American air force and navy had destroyed most of Japan's offences and defenses and the president was now setting his sights on Tokyo, the city where the Imperial Palace was located!
But, I'm sure you all now the story of WWII and how it ended for the Japanese, so I won't bore you. Our real story begins with two friends living in a war-torn Japan. Their names were Masahiro Sakurai and Kantaro Tagruato. The previous year, they had enrolled in the Japanese army and had fought in many-a-battles against the evil and corrupted allies! They had recently been deployed to Germany, to help the Nazis defend the country from a suspected ally invasion! This invasion would later be known as D-day!
It was a humiliating defeat for the Nazis, Sakurai and Tagruato barely escaped with their lives! They hid in abandoned mine tunnels and waited for the allies to complete their sweep of the beaches! Their, inside the mines, they discovered something that would change the course of human history!
The mines were home to what Sakurai called, 'Sheikah Tech!' Maps, weapons, books, crystals, even space ships were buried all over Europe, and later they found them buried under other continents across the planet! Sakurai and Tagruato left the army soon after and started a mining company called 'Hand of Power," with their headquarters on the island of Kyūshū. They told their clients that they were mining coal and other minerals, but in reality, they were hunting for more Sheikah Tech. For the next twenty years, the company was a big success, selling off Sheikah Tech to many different countries, governments and companies willing to cough up the funds.
Then, there was a dreadful accident. While cutting up one of the buried space ships for parts, the reactor overheated! Sakurai was supervising the operation, and instead of taking cover, he threw himself in front of the reactor blast to protect his employees! The explosion should have killed him, but instead he walked out of the blast zone with only two broken arms and a broken leg, but still alive. His private doctor told him later that he believed that he had been made immortal as a side-effect of the explosion, but as a result, his broken bones would never heal! Sakurai then filed for an early retirement and left Hand of Power in the hands of Tagruato. The company would then fall on hard times, they were still going by the 'cool mining' cover story, but by then, oil had been found to be more efficient then coal. Slowly, but surely, Hand of Power started to lose money, Sakurai never learned what happened to the company he created, and he never learned what happened to Tagruato.
Sakurai retired to a rather large island located in the English Channel called, 'Isla Broa!' Isla Broa was, technologically, going through a mid-life crisis. The towns and cities on the island were stuck in a weird mix between Steam and Diesel-Punk. He also later found that about 2-million tons worth of Sheikah Tech was underneath the island!
One night, after finding this out, he though to himself in his bed. He had thrown himself in the way of certain death to save someone and he expected and got nothing in return! He then thought about how selfish people were and how they expected $100 to be thrown at them just for doing the dishes! Then, an idea flew into his mind. What if he used the Sheikah Tech to create the headquarters of a team of crime-fighting heroes that saved people for nothing! He slowly got out of bed, pulled his crippled, un-ageing body to his desk and spent the rest of the night drawing early blue prints for a large building, a strong building, a building that would inspire hope for all those who looked at it. During this time, he found himself drawing cross-hairs on the desk with his pencil. One cross-hair spoke out to him, the lines in it were a little off, the vertical line had been moved to the left a little and the horizontal line had been moved downwards.
That sketch on his desk was the first Smash Ball!
It is now 1967. After convincing a suspicious architect to green light the Smash Tower, Sakurai hired construction and mining companies to build the tower and dig for Sheikah Tech respectively. For the next two months, everything went smoothly. Until the American air-craft carrier, U.S.S Enterprise, learned of Sakurai's plans and put the building-site under U.S occupation. A week later, President Lyndon B. Johnson arrived on the island to personally question Sakurai. Sakurai didn't bother keeping secrets and told Johnson everything before the interrogation had even begun! He told him about the mine he and Tagruato had found, he told him about the Sheikah Tech, he told him about his accident, he told him about the stock pile of Tech he had found under the island, and he told him about the idea of a secret police force he had had in bed. Johnson was understandably amazed, and he asked Sakurai one fateful question. "Where could the American people get some of this 'Sheikah Tech?'"
The American government then authorized the continued construction of the Smash Tower, while Sakurai taught American miners, scientists and marines how to handle Sheikah Tech with care as mass mining operations were started in Arizona and California.
Then, in early 1968, one mining site uncovered something. Sakurai was brought in to examine the object dug up. It was some sort of scroll, written on it was strange alien text. Sakurai, once holding it, was amazed to find that he could read it, but his excitement faded as he kept reading. He rolled the scroll back up and ordered a helicopter to take him to the White House in Washington D.C at once!
It was a cold winter night as the helicopter touched down in the White House court-yard. Sakurai jumped out of the air-craft, scroll in hand. He quickly walked to the entrance of the small stone building in front of him. He had called ahead and told the President's security that he was coming, so they let him inside with little hustle. The doors to the President's office flung open, Johnson jumped, knocking over his coffee off his desk and onto the floor.
"Sakurai," he shouted, "what the hell is wrong with you?"
"Sorry about your coffee, Mr. President," Sakurai replied, not really meaning his apology, "I'll buy you another cup later. But now, I need to speak with you!" Sakurai sat himself down at the other end of the President's desk, the winter wind howled outside. "It's pretty obvious now that we're not alone in the universe, right Mr. President?"
"You are correct," Johnson replied, "I doubt that the Romans or the Hylians had tech like that to bury. It's no doubt, we're dealing with extra-terrestrials here. And you burst into one of the most secure buildings in North America to tell me that?!"
"No sir, the mining expedition in Arizona found something in the dig. That something is under my arm at this very moment." Sakurai got up and walked over to a smaller coffee table and slammed the scroll down on it. He unraveled the scroll and laid it out on the table for the President to see. Johnson got up and strode over to the coffee table. He looked at the scroll.
"Seems like a bunch of gobbledygook to me, Mr. Sakurai," Johnson said, unamused.
"I don't know how," Sakurai said, "but I can read this text! It must be another side-effect from that explosion!"
"Well, what does it say?"
Sakurai flipped the parchment over to show a map of Planet Earth! Johnson looked at the map with astonishment! There were two large red crosses on the map, one over the patch of land that was New York City, the other was over a piece of land in the UK. Horsell Common!
"Apparently, Earth is just one of three planets where humans inhabit," said Sakurai, "all three planets are connected in some way."
"So, we're talking about Earth's siblings?" Johnson asked.
"That is the most likely explanation, yes." Sakurai took a deep breath before continuing. "The text says that nearing the end of Earth's 2012th rotation around the sun, the link will be at it's strongest and something will happen, I know not what. I believe it might be the opening of gate-ways between these three worlds. The map marks where these gate-ways are likely to open."
"But, one's smack-bang in the middle of New York!"
"And that's another thing," Sakurai continued, "The gate-ways need outside help to open safely, like how a doctor helps a woman through labor. I suggest we build something over these sites, something to keep the unlocking process under control.
"We can't build anything on Horsell Common, I don't think the British would allow it, so a simple radio antenna would do. But we need to discuss about the New York gate-way," Sakurai finished, sinking into a red cotton chair, it's wooden legs creaking under his weight. Johnson sat behind his desk, deep in thought. Then, his face lit up!
"I have an idea, Mr. Sakurai."
And so, on April 4, 1973, The New York World Trade Center was opened to the public. Johnson didn't live long enough to see it's finished construction, but Sakurai knew that he would be proud. The complex was made up of seven buildings, five of which were just for decoration. The other two were tall skyscrapers, standing side-by-side against the New York sky-line. The south tower was 1,362 feet (415.1 m), while the north tower (thanks to the addition of a radio antenna) was 1,368 feet (417 m), making the north tower the tallest building in the world!
Meanwhile, in Britain, a small radio tower was built near Horsell Common, a park located between the towns of Horsell, Ottershaw and Woking. None of the villagers questioned the sudden and unannounced construction of a rather unnecessary complex.
Both buildings, across the Atlantic, communicated between each other using heavy modified Morse-code, informing the other about changes in their respective land's crust. It was found that a non-stop, extremely tiny earthquakes under the World Trade Center and Horsell Common during the first month of a new decade, January 1980, January 1990 and January 2000.
On February 26, 1993, a lorry carrying a bomb was parked in the World Trade Center's underground car park. The bomb detonated shortly after! Witness said they saw yellow lightning strike the north tower's antenna, despite it being a cloudless day. The plot was intended to bring the north tower down, but it failed, killing six people and injuring 1,042 others in the process. Sakurai was horrified when he heard the news, by now the Smash Tower had been completed and the secret police force (now known as the Super Smash Brothers) was in full swing. The Smash Bros were occupied by another large threat on Broa, so they couldn't spare anyone to help investigate the attack in New York, so Sakurai went to the city himself, after woods, he went back to New York to talk with the new president, Bill Clinton, about the safety of the towers.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED, CLINTON?!" Sakurai screamed as he entered the presidential office once again. Clinton jerked upwards in shock.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" he asked, then he remembered something that his predecessor, George H. W. Bush, had told him before he went into office, "oh, you must be Mr. Sakurai then."
"DAMN RIGHT, I AM!" screamed Sakurai.
"Calm down, dear man! It's not 2012 yet, we still have nineteen years to go."
"That is what I thought," Sakurai said, his voice was hoarse after all the screaming, "I re-read through the parchment two weeks ago and there was something I over looked."
Clinton's face went pale, he had a vague idea of where this was going. Then, a frown appeared across his face, "Talk."
"Apparently, if the gate-way vessels are destroyed before 2012, the gate-ways will open early, which will cause the Planet to go through a "Change" period."
"Explain."
"Oh, don't worry Mr. President," Sakurai continued, "The world won't blow up or anything, just it's gravity well would be thrown into a frenzy for the following 72 hours. Cities like Florida and Sydney would be underwater in the following three days!"
"My God!" Clinton reached over his desk to grab the iconic red telephone siting on it. Sakurai then grabbed his arm, the president looked up at the Japanese man above him.
"No need to worry now, the bomb failed to destroy the towers, so we are safe. But I think that the gig is up."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean we tell the world what's going on! We can't keep them in the dark forever. They need to know the importance of the towers, otherwise we'll be facing another terrorist attack like this in the future!"
Clinton sank into his chair, it was more than five minutes before he spoke again. "I'm sorry, Mr. Sakurai," he finally replied, "we can't tell the public about this, it could start a panic, almost half of the world is religious after all, and to be told that there are creatures out there in the universe, to learn that God has created several worlds besides our own. I don't want to think about it."
Sakurai stared at the president with a dumbfounded look on his face. He then got up, and stormed out of the office. Clinton was now alone, with only his thoughts to keep him company.
Soon, Sakurai's prediction of a worse terror attack came true!
It all began on the Eleventh of September Two-Thousand-and-One!
