Author Notes: This is my first story ever so umm….reviews would be helpful!! A lot of things will be explained in the second chapter so just wait a little bit!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the Nintendo characters mentioned in this story. They belong to their respective companies. I just wanted to make a story.
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Chapter 1: Nascent
A pale finger slowly moved its way across a keyboard, each inch seeming to take an eternity. On the screen a gaunt face reflected in the surface, eyeing the forming words now appearing. With each word completed, the face broke out in a smile riddled with knife-like teeth, continually growing bigger. The finger suddenly stops, its owner staring intently at the screen. The screen glared back at it, showing the list of names the figure typed in.
"Perfect," the figure crooned to him self. He backed away from his terminal and punched in a code onto his wristband. "Curse, Prayer, it's time to retrieve our guests."
"Yes sir," two voices crackled back. The figure dropped to the floor, his ears flopping behind him, face grinning mercilessly.
"Let the games begin."
The sun shone brightly on a field of grass, hillsides in the distance smiling upon the joyous sight. Suddenly a jet of flame strikes the air as two plumbers narrowly dodge the burst. Another burst of flame and the plumbers rush forward, enveloping their hands in red and green flames. With a simultaneous uppercut they beat upon the owner of the flames, knocking the giant lizard back. As the giant lizard hits the ground, a tongue grabs hold of it and pulls it into a dinosaur's mouth.
"Good job, Yoshi!" Mario called to the green dinosaur. Taking off his cap he wipes the sweat out of his eyes as his brother helps a princess out of her cage.
"Thank you Luigi, you two beat your own record!" Princess Peach commented. Luigi and Mario high-fived each other as Yoshi struggled to keep Bowser inside of his mouth. Peach takes out her parasol and shades herself from the sun as the brothers rush over to the now choking Yoshi.
Peach turned herself from the skirmish and turned her attention to the sky, focusing on a dark spot. Must be a passing bird she thought to herself. Slowly the spot began to enlarge, deep rigid swirls swimming inside of it.
"M-Mario!" Peach stuttered as she began to back away. Suddenly something ruptured the spot, hitting Peach in the neck. Her pupils widened as the tranquilizer spread throughout her bodies, limply falling to her knees and dropping to the ground. Mario and Luigi both turned around as two more darts shot into Luigi's chest. Luigi dropped to the ground, as Yoshi spit out his captive.
"What's the big idea? I could have suffocated in th-"Bowser started as ten darts struck his neck, knocking him out in a matter of seconds. Yoshi dodged one that came at him, the stream-like dart hitting the dirt instead. The dinosaur leaped to the rift, intent on stopping whatever was going on. He reached it and prepared for a head butt. Suddenly a flood of darts burst out of the spot, impaling the dinosaur with hundreds of darts. With a deep thud he hit the ground as Mario rushed over to him.
"What'sa going on!?" the plumber yelled at the rift.
"I need…another of your personas," an icy voice came from the rift. A black gloved hand reached out of the rift, holding a device and aiming at Mario. With a loud crack a golden dart rocketed towards Mario and hit him straight in the chest. Falling to the ground he laid there, the dart pulsing gently. Suddenly Mario began to spasm, his eyes growing smaller, screaming in pain as two new arms and legs burst from his body. Next a head came out of the neck, the spasms growing stronger. Just as quickly as it started, the spasm stopped and two Marios were lying in the grass. One was dressed in overalls, the other like a doctor.
"Mushroom Kingdom captives secured," Prayer reported. Jumping from the rift, he began to transport them to their destination. "You guys are in for a wild ride…."
Link sat quietly in the shaded grove of trees, closing his eyes and taking in the pristine sound of the rushing stream behind him. Faintly a bird calls in the distance and Link twitches his ear, straining to hear it better. Slowly he opens his eyes, blinking in the sunlight that spread across his face. He pushed himself off the ground and headed toward the stream. Stooping over he gets a drink from the stream and also washes his face. He stops, water running down his face.
Link turns around, his eyes searching the trees ahead of him. He grips the sword from his back and straps on his shield. Then he lunges towards the trees, his feet barely picking up the dust on the ground. He sees red eyes and lunges toward them, but in the end only slashing air. Link keeps on running and aims for a tree, nimbly running up the tree and avoiding the needles that struck the trunk with a thunk. He grasped a branch ad pulled himself upright, at the same time searching his tunic for something. Link pulls out a bomb, lights it, throwing towards the bushes below.
The bomb strikes the ground with explosive force and leaves a crater in its wake. The blue-clad figure rolls away from the crater, its right arm on fire. Link jumps down and throws his shield at the figure, striking it in the chest. The figure drops down to the ground, motionless as Link walks toward it. He puts his sword back onto his back, picks up his shield, and grasps the figure, pulling him up to his eye level.
"Zelda, I thought you promised to never become Sheik again," Link quietly said. Sheik's eyes rolled back into her head, and her body began to spasm uncontrollably. Grotesque laughter escaped her mouth, her veil burnt in the explosion. Sharp fangs riddled her mouth and her wounds began to heal. Link quickly dropped her and backed away, going into a defensive stance.
"Who are you!?" Link commanded. Sheik picked herself up, still laughing maniacally, the whites of what was her eyes turning a dark red. She lifted her left arm and wrapped her hand around her right arm. Sheik began tugging at her arm, pulling the no longer useful arm. Link stared in horror as gradually, a ripping, cracking sound became louder and louder, until blood burst from the seam of her tunic. With one final pull the arm was ripped off, blood spraying everywhere. Link puts up his shield to block most of the blood, and dares to look back.
"Ganondorf," Link spits out, the venom in his voice clear. Sheik laughs a little softer, her mouth curling into a thin smile.
"Very good, you even managed to slow this body down with but a single bomb. Very good." Ganondorf raised his arm and ripped off Sheik's face. From underneath it his eyes glared a piercing yellow, his brown mottled skin horrible to the sight. He grinned, the same knife-like teeth smiling out. He began to flex, the rest of his intact body ripping into shreds. The strips of flesh dropped to the ground and Ganondorf stepped out of the mess he created. His muscular body was garbed in leather armor, his cape rippling behind him. He lifted his hand and purple fire sparked to life, swimming around his fingers erratically.
"Stop!" a voice called. Ganondorf kept looking ahead, his smile growing wider. Link turned his head in fear of whom the voice should belong to. Out from the woods stepped a young woman, her pale skin and long blonde hair reflecting the golden sunlight of her, giving her a holy glow. Princess Zelda walked next to Link and stood to face Ganondorf. "I see you've found someone to help you mask your identity, foul demon."
Zelda jerked her ahead to the spot behind Ganondorf. "Come out witch."
A long silence filled the clearing. Finally a young girl, around the age of ten, stepped out into the clearing. Her white hair was tied in pigtails, stray hair drooping over her eyes. Her pale skin was unusually white, and her deep purple eyes held no emotion. She was wearing a puffy white dress, with frills and lace coming out from underneath her dress. She was wearing a black belt and had on a gothic black cross attached to a choker. In the sunlight, her skin seemed to soak up the color around it, surrounding her in a gray cloud.
"I need…five…for master," she said. Reverently she raised her arms towards Link and Zelda. Her lips began to move, but no sound came out. Suddenly her eyes opened wide and red tears streamed down her cheeks. Link was shocked by the sight and cold sweat began to form over his body. His breathing began coming in short gasps, his heart began beating faster. Link put his hand to his chest and threw up. His vision became blurry, but he saw Zelda was on the ground, gasping for air. Then he blacked out.
Ganondorf looked on with much amusement. Before him lay four figures, all passed out on the ground. He turned to look at his accomplice.
"Good job, Curse. I never thought you had this kind of power inside you." Curse just stared at him, arms still in the air, and smiled. Then Ganondorf hit the ground, unconscious.
"Hyrule captives secure."
Samus put her ship on auto-pilot and prepared to take a long deserved break. She took off her helmet and let her golden hair sway behind her. In her room she discarded her suit and relished the thought of sleeping in a soft bed. Samus spread out on her bed and instantly went to sleep.
An hour later she woke up with eyes open in terror. She lay still on the bed, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness of her private quarters. A low swooshing sound filled the room, and Samus held her breath. She groped her end table and found her arm cannon. Silently she attached it to her left arm and turned on the installed flashlight. The thin light surveyed the room until it fell upon a pair of black boots. She lifted the light to find a pale face with black glasses covering the eyes. With the light on the face, Samus never noticed the girl standing next to her, red tears streaming down her cheeks.
The blackness of space was overwhelming, the tranquility as well. But with an explosive blast the tranquility and blackness were gone. Lights flared red, yellow, orange as ships flew in and out of battle, dogfights starting and breaking up everywhere. Explosions sounded every second, the death toll doubling every minute. Eventually there were only five ships left. Wolfen's ship floated across an abyss, two of his cruisers right behind him. On the other side were Fox McCloud and Falco Lombardi, Crystal and Slippy having been shot down. Thankfully Peppy was there to pick them up in time.
Fox gripped the handle to the thruster as a bead of sweat dropped down his face.
"Falco, you know the drill. Attack Wolfen's lackeys first then go after Wolfen himself. Got it?" Fox ordered.
"Roger, Fox," the voice responded.
Fox thrust the handle forward and burst towards the awaiting ships, blasting laser fire along the way. Falco swerved left and aimed for one of the ships behind Wolfen. Laser fire erupted everywhere at once. In the fray, Fox noticed that Wolfen's subordinates turned on him. Wolfen was going down! Fox couldn't believe it! Falco flew up beside Fox and they looked at each other, big grins on their faces. They never noticed the vortex opening underneath them or the two rogue ships sneaking up behind them.
Captain Falcon burst into his apartment, his trophy and bouquets under his left arm, medal around his neck, and bottle of beer in his hand. He stumbled around until he made it to the couch. After he had one the race today (Samurai Goroh almost beat him) he decided to enjoy his accomplishment. So he headed to the local bars. There he partied hard, and soon was drunk. He was telling anyone he could find about how he won the championship today, but no one seemed to care except for these two strange kids. He was glad to have an audience though, and ranted on about how he had to cross an a thousand mile wide gap. He knew he was exaggerating, but he thought the kids would like it.
But since he was so drunk, he wasn't able to get home very easily. The nice kids had ordered a taxi for him though.
"Nice kids," he said. Captain Falcon sighed on the couch as a shadow reached across his face. Lazily he turned his head towards the open doorway and saw one of the kids in the doorway. It was the older one, the boy.
"How did he know where I lived?" he thought. Captain Falcon then passed out.
"That was easy," Prayer laughed. He outstretched his arm and laid a gloved hand on Captain Falcon's face.
"Breaking News has just been reported. There have been kidnappings around the Kanto and Johto regions, one kidnapping seeming to have been at a Gym. When the Gym Leader was pressed for questions as what was kidnapped, he told us that there would be "no further comments." The rest of the robberies have been located around Poke Centers. One trainer even had his very first Pokemon captured. The Pokemon in question being kidnapped have been reported to one Pikachu, Pichu, Jigglypuff, and the mysterious Pokemon from the Viridian City Gym. Eye witnesses report that the kidnappers were two kids, pale in skin color and wearing absurd outfits. No further details are known. In other news…"
A lonely red condor flew around the mountain top, searching out its prey. It spotted it in the form of two dots on the mountain side, one pink, and one blue. Popo and Nana scaled the mountain effortlessly. They've been fighting one polar bear after another. The freezing altitude hadn't affected them at all. Finally they reached the top and prepared for a showdown with the condor.
Popo helped up Nana and they searched the sky for some red. Nana pulled on Popo's sleeve and pointed to the north. There a dot of red was coming at them, growing bigger every second. They pulled out their mallets and got ready to fight. The condor came at ramming speed and violently crashed into the snow a few feet away from them. Popo and Nana stood still. On top of the carcass of what used to be the condor was a young boy, of about 15 he was dressed in a sleeveless black shirt with black wristbands and spikes coming out of it. His black pants were torn and frayed at the end. He had on black army boots and wearing black shades over his eyes. His white hair was spiked in the front and his pale skin almost made it look like an invisible man. On his hands he wore black gloves which he raised in front of him and flipped off the two standing in the snow.
"See ya in hell!" he yelled. And where Popo and Nana stood there was only a black void.
Donkey Kong was gorging himself on bananas when Diddy crashed himself into his house. DK absentmindedly looked to where Diddy was standing and went back to his meal. Diddy walked up to DK and watched him eat. The great ape just sat their, eating his bananas, not noticing that Diddy was sitting there, crying red tears of hate.
Roy and Marth were practicing their swordsmanship. Marth feinted to the left and Roy lunged towards Marth, but Marth dodged the blow effortlessly. Then he countered with his special technique, the Dolphin Slash. Roy dodges and prepares for a counter attack but Marth dodges and feints to the right. Their practice goes on for hours until they were both tired and laying on the ground.
Short gasps came to them as they lay sprawled on the ground. Roy opened his eyes and saw a boy in dark shades. The boy suppressed a scream from Roy. But Marth still heard it. He leaped onto his feet and stood ready to attack, but no one is there. Silently the boy slid down a rope behind Marth and whispered in his ear, "Better say your Prayer."
Kirby was bruised and couldn't pick himself up. Metaknight was just too strong. Kirby looked up, trying to figure out why Metaknight suddenly sprang on him. The rogue knight charged at the puffball. All Kirby could do was sit there. He was helpless. Out of the blue a warp star crashed into Metaknight. It hovered a few inches off the ground and riding on top was what seemed to be siblings. That was the last thing Kirby remembered.
Ness got out of his meditative stance and walked to his window. He had foreseen their arrival and was prepared for the journey. He picked up his backpack, pocketed his best yo-yos, and grabbed his favorite baseball bat. He walked out of his house into his front yard and stood before the two children around his age.
"I'm ready," Ness told them.
"Good."
Then they were gone.
The young girl known as Curse walked into an antique electronics store to where the one known as Game and Watch was asleep and forgotten. She picked up the wrist watch, paid the cashier, and walked out of the store.