It has begun. I will finally start this fic after many weeks of homework. This is a story that, even though I think someone else has already taken the idea of making themselves evil, I will use the idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own SSBB, or any of the character's and games. I also don't own many of the OC's in this story.
The True Army Rises
Part 1: Chapter 1: Eastern River City Briefing
"It has been 3 Years since the Subspace Army was defeated by those group of fighters," a figure spoke from the darkness of everyone's (That means you) vision.
"That is correct William," a low feminine voice responded as the room lit up, "and Tabuu was slain along with a large portion of Subspace."
"Those fools thought they destroyed all of Subspace and our Primids," a happier female's voice now spoke as the light dimmed little by little.
"Shows what little minds mortals have," the low voice said as the place became more visible, "always wanting to go ahead, not thinking about anyone left behind in their haste."
"Correct," the male spoke up as we can almost make out everything in the room, "That is why you gathered us for many centuries."
Before anyone could answer, we could finally see that…
…that Subspace still existed! Everything was still here, the creepy background, the dull plain Platforms of metal, and a platoon of Primids that were unseen before, and uncountable of the forms there were.
Though three things stood out, and those three things are the ones that were speaking. First, we have two winged angels, which gave off the light of the area with each of their wings. Though both only have one wing, one angel with a right wing, and the other with the left. All were wearing a purple robe that covered the length of their bodies, and all wore masks. The angel with the left wing wore a mask with the marking of trees, sunlight, water, and winds. These markings were creating life…even though the beings on the mask were Primids. The Angel with the right wing wore a mask with markings of winds, waters, fires, and anything else that represented destruction. The third being was a bit different. The person had a plain purple mask with nothing on it. She held a bladed staff with a dark purple handle, and the rest was made of shadows. All three would give a sense that they held massive power.
"That kind of living is why we nearly perished in a war to bring peace that never lasted," the female angel with the marks of creation growled, "William and me were left to die in the middle of the grasslands."
"Emily," the low voiced purple mask demanded from the angel…though nothing was said. Emily, after hearing her voice, quieted down.
"But it doesn't matter anymore step-sister," William, the angel of destruction, patted his sister on the back, "we soon will make everyone pay!"
"That depends if we can assemble everyone here," the purple mask turned around and saw 18 figures standing before her, "You'rer all late!"
The tardied group stood in two groups, one of 13, and one of 5. The two groups faced the purple mask, along with her two minions. All of them wore masks as the three did, but both had one difference. The group of 5 had masks composed of Shadow Bugs, as the group of 13 wore metal masks. Starting with the thirteen, they had the symbols of ice, fire, earth, a wolf, Darkness (which was a black mask), light (which was a white mask), bullet holes, sound, wind, plant, storms, time, and a skull. The group of five had too many Shadow bugs to tell what they do.
"Don't answer," the purple mask ordered and everyone began to bow.
"Praise our guardian," the group began a chant, "who saved us from the terrors of reality and a promise of a world of unity."
Their "guardian" didn't speak as everyone rose to their feet.
"The reason they were all late was that most of the Primids they sent out never returned from their mission of scouting their assigned world's," William explained after reading a report that materialized in his hand, "the bonds between world is very weak that it is nearly impossible to return."
"I guess that the Subspace bombs Tabuu used to suck all the world's here shattered their bonds," Emily scratched her arm as she walked towards the leader, "he really made our goal harder than easier."
"Tabuu wasn't our greatest tool created," the leader with the purple mask swung her staff and pointed it to William, "I know that one Primid came back with a report!"
"Uhhh, I was about to tell you," William Nervously read off the rest of the report, "One Primid came back from his research of the World of Creation," William spat in disgust, "the minion looked around a city named East River City."
"And why is this important?" the purple masked demanded with a harsher voice, "Why this city in the first place?"
William read the next few lines to himself and then dropped the report on the ground in horror.
"What is wrong step brother?" Emily became worried at what the note stated and resisted from reading it.
"Tell me what it said!" the leader roared as she slammed her staff into the platform, sending cracks throughout the entire floor.
"They found him," William softly responded.
"Whoooo!" the woman demanded from the angel.
"They found," William stuttered as he answered, "They found the hero of the Realms."
Standing in place, the Purple mask materialized a screen showing a picture of Subspace long ago.
Subspace back then was very empty. Everything was destroyed and Shadow Bugs flew around everywhere.
"Though we failed this last time," the leader of the group began as she turned to her followers, "this time we can leave Subspace before the hero can stop us at the exit."
"But what do we do to go over to the city," Emily asked as she studied the report, "He lives somewhere far off from Subspace.."
"…With this," the leader created multiple chains of light and looked down the length of the shining bonds. At the end, a well-known hand was tied up once again. "If Master Hand created the universe," the lady began to chuckle as she pulled the chain to wake the hand, "then surely he can create some pathways to all the worlds!"
Leaving the maniacs behind, we zoom out of Subspace, and fly pass many worlds to reach our beloved Earth…if you think that way. IF not, then your either negative or one of the Primids.
But before that, here is a sudden news report from Smash City News.
"This is your lovely and cheery reporter, who is better than Princess Peach, Daisy, with her wonderful assistant Toadsworth on camera," Daisy said as she wore her yellow dress and held a microphone with the SSB symbol, which is a circle with a cross crossing at the bottom left, and Toadsworth on Camera.
"I'm toa-" Toadsworth was about to introduce-
"No one cares about you Toadsworth, nor the narrator of this fic," Daisy interrupted as I prevented myself from replacing her for Wendy O Kupa, "They care about me and the story." Daisy looked at the camera and gave a smile, "We are in front of the ruins of Smash Mansion, the building where the Super Smash Bros competition was always held."
With a sigh, Toadsworth aimed the camera at what appeared to be a pile of rocks and wood that was lit a blaze.
"Crazy Hand was found at the remains of the building, but Master Hand, the supervisor and owner of the Mansion went missing. Eye-witnesses say that purple creatures came forth from a black portal in the sky, and began a ciege on the mansion."
"They came out of the sky like insects, then they formed into these freaky monsters," a red Kupa said during an interview.
"I ran with my children as the beasts began to destroy the mansion," a Parratroopa stated in her interview.
"These guys showed no mercy to anything," a Bublian (Creatures from Legend of Zelda: TP) stated in his interview, "and I thought my people were brutal."
"They were scary," an Eevee stated shivering as he remembered the attack.
"Investagators are still looking into the matter of what happened to Master Hand," Daisy then used one hand to attempt to fix her hair, "This is all from Princess Daisy, now here is your weather from Toad."
East River City
""More," a 13 year old girl with long brown hair, ocean blue eyes, white t-shirt and Jeans, ordered someone on the other side of a dresser, who was heaving on the other side as the large wooden furniture moved slower and slower, "Almost there…stop!"
After a few seconds, the person on the other side of the dresser cal- "This is the same spot that this heavy wooden pain to my back was before you made me move it!"
Maybe calmly wasn't the best way to put it, but nevertheless life went on as another complaint went to deph ears. The girl just laughs as she strolls near the dresser in this empty white room.
"Reberto," the girl giggled as she looked behind the dresser to see a tired, heaving boy gasping for air after using the little he had to scream, "You are the most easy to fool brother on this planet."
"And you and mom are the only two people that don't say my name as Robert," the boy responded as he began to stand up, "Weird that everyone calls me that even though they can say Reberto to some other Reberto."
"Well everyone is calling me Andrea easily," the girl laughed as she pushed the dresser to the wall on her own, and with out breaking a sweat.
"Marmlajfkasjfiehag," Reberto muttered in Spanish. And now that we don't have a huge wooden waste of trees blocking our view, we can now see the heor- I mean to spell hero of this long, and hopefully interesting mega-story that I predict to be about 400+ chapters if school let's down a bit. Robert (Oh, I'm also spelling it wrong) is about 15, has right now a messy head of brown hair after pushing his spirit, and dinner out with that dresser, a white T-shirt, and some gray sweat pants, which didn't seem like a good idea after thinking about the torture that his sister put him through.
"I set everything in my sister's room, and all I get is to sleep on the couch as she sleeps in my bed," Rob- (Growls) Reberto thought as he went downstairs, and headed for the kitchen "Why did I bet my bed on a game of Super Smash Bros Brawl."
When reaching his destination, a noise came from his pocket. This noise was a ring-tone that sounded like Master Hand's laughter.
"What the he- I don't remember having to listen to that annoying hand on my cell-phone," Reberto pulled out his cell phone and opened it up, "I have to deal with that laughter when I do Clasic mode."
The Cell phone glew bright yellow, and showed a picture of the Nintendo DS.
"…Interesting," Reberto thought as he examined the phone, "I think either this phone wanted to be a DS, or It is telling me to get it."
Thank you for the options, but I want you to get it dumbo.
"Weird," Reberto said as he pulled the DS from his pocket, "What now Cell phone that I'm probably going to return to the Radio Shack."
Turn it on stupid!
"Yep," Reberto thought as he powered up his DS, "I'm going to complain to the store if this keeps up."
Now look on your screen.
"Hmmmm," Reberto looked at his Ds to see the usual Safety non-sense that everyone skips after the first time reading it, but noticed something odd with the screen.
Easy
Normal
Hard
Very Hard
Intense
"These look like the options that I see in Super Smash Brothers Brawl," Reberto said as he looked on his phone for help.
How is your life?
"Now you are getting nosey," Reberto glared at his phone, "but moving to a new town, leaving everyone behind from Puerto Rico, losing my father at the age of 5 in a car accident, having a sister that tortures me a lot, and a phone and DS with a mind of their own, I say life just went from tough to weird."
Answer on the DS Please.
"Fine," Reberto responded as he took the Stylus from the slot of the Ds, and tapped…
Hard
"Life right now is going to be hard at first," Reberto thought to himself, "so it is right now Hard."
I'm getting to know you a little more right now.
"Sure, a phone and DS are getting to know their owner better," Reberto said as he checked the caller ID of the wack-job doing this. He finds it reading "The one that's Traveling with you." And no number.
How about your Television?
"What about my TV?" Reberto asked to his phone as he looked on his DS for information.
Mono
Stereo
The Sound is fine, can we go on?
"…This is weird," Reberto thought as he tapped on…
(Going with my TV) Stereo.
"This sounds like I'm in a video game that some guy thought up when he was 16," Reberto spoke out loud as his sister walked in, and then walked out after giving a confused Expression.
Confirm these choices?
"You are starting to get to my nerves," Reberto growled at the phone, "Why do you need to know how my life is, and why does this feel like a game even though I don't here any music?"
Just answer the damn question! And I'm not there to provide the tunes.
Reberto made a face to his phone and tapped his stylus on…
Sure
Nah
Sure!
It is late right now, don't ya think you should go to sleep.
"I don't need some piece of electronic to- Yawn!" Reberto…Well…yawned before he started a rant about the phone being too noisy.
"You're probably right," Reberto responded as he checked the clock on the empty kitchen, which only had the clock of course, "…12 o'clock already?"
"I forgot my water!" Reberto ran towards the dining room, and grabbed a cup of water that was oddly placed on the small table in the room.
"I don't care if it is my sister's but I'm dying from thirst!"
As Reberto snatched the cup and quickly drank it down, a computer-sounding female's voice came from the DS in his pocket. And it isn't the grindy voice, it was more like a happy and mischeivious voice.
"Thank you for accepting this task."
TOO busy drinking, Reberto ignored the voice and put the cup back on the table. Then, he headed to the next room, which was the living room, only being furnished by a couch.
"Bed time," Reberto said as he pulled on the string on the light fixture above, and fell in a heap on the bed, "Moving in, being tricked by my sister for the umphteenth time, and having a DS and Cell Phone going Awe over what I am is one hectic day."
"…I really hope he lives through the night."
A shadow on the window quickly ducked out of sight as everything fades to darkness.
…Title Screen and next chapter up soon!
Well maybe not a screen, but you know what I mean. And If I can do some copy-and-paste links to music, I will…as soon as I know how to.
And it is time to join your favorite Nintendo characters in a battle against many, many, many, *100 Many's later* many evil villans and monsters from Nintendo games and characters from SSBB.
You want to join the struggle against the Subspace Army's new troops and leaders? Want to be the ones that are suppose to vanquish the evil from their favorite game? Then listen up soldiers! You want to be with your beloved characters in a fantasy that you probably had during school as your teacher started repeating the same old thing over again?
Then sign up to become a guardian of your favorite world. (Note: Anything with a * next to it will be a world that I need to make-up a story since I wasn't too favorable about the actual game the character lived in. Let's say their were some not-so-pretty explosions already happening.)
First, the List. This might be extended in other chapters.
World's that are meant to be assigned a Guardian.
Super Mario Galaxy! (…Okay, maybe the name of the game)
Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker (Now where does Ganondork in SSBB look closely related to?)
*Kirby (*I start making a noise of a vacuum*)
*Sonic (*Still making the noise* Getting the situation already?)
Metroid Prime 3: Corruption (…Why not P1 or P2? I'm planning to go through the entire game in parts! I'll explain another time)
Pokemon D/P/P (This is taken already. If I let anyone else try to take this spot, the one who requested this spot will probably chase me down with a chainsaw, and bazuca.)
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Time/Darkness (I know I didn't use the new Sky, but I'll keep that explanation at the very end.)
*Fire Embelem (More towards Raidiant Path and Raidiant Dawn's characters, but Roy and Marth will be there due to the * being next to it. *, giving you a hint, means this world needs dire help.)
*Donkey Kong/Yoshi Island (Two separate worlds now combined?)
Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots (Solid Snake is now Old Snake. Chances of getting it on with Samus, unless she likes older men…very low.)
Okami (I have it for the Wii. People like this game. It was one of those "Great games that no one heard about." I intend to change that)
*Fox (* as in help, not because I was lazy to type Star Fox. I'll just research about it's history and get an idea.)
Kingdom Hearts (I heard of plans for a Wii version, though I could have been fooled. Well, this is in the list.)
*Mother 2 (Too…much…weirdness! I'm good at weird. Just need to find more information.)
*Mother 3 (Even harder to get English information. Need to study more on Lucus's world more. Though getting someone to these two Mother games might be hard. I'll be happy if someone signs up for these two.)
Pikmin 2 (Didn't like the 30 Day limit of Pikmin 1)
Tales of Symphonia (Man, something for the Game Cube that my brothers loved playing.)
That is all the Nintendo Games (or anyone that used to be Nintendo) that I found interesting. Feel free to give a suggestion, but I'll stick to the 18 I have now.
Don't worry about Skyworld, Diamond City, and Icicle Mountain. Wario, Pit, and Ice Climber's origins. They'll be in one world along with a special town. Though no guardian is needed.
Now, after reading the list, you probably are thinking "I want to see myself/ OC in my favorite of this list." If not, I'm sad beyond recognition. If so, keep going.
Info to be in the story/ have an OC in there.
Name: (Everyone has a name, even if they had to make one up. Anyway, I wouldn't know if it was your real name or not.)
Physical Appearance (I know other than Mr. Game & Watch, everyone has a physical appearance. And let it be human please! Unless you pick something like Fox's universe, or PMD, you have to be human. Though even if you pick some of these choices that have no human life what so ever, you still have to appear at the beginning, or else I'll put you under "Missing! (Insert name here) went missing last night and was never found." To Avoid wondering what I did with your OC, please give a human description. I'll ask for a non-human description in a PM one of these days.)
(Optional) Personality: (I don't want to give your OC a personality that you don't want, but if you insist…I'll try not to humiliate your creation.)
(Also Optional) Family: (You don't have to give your OC a family that will be seen in the story.)
Game (What was the whole point of this step-by-step instructions of making a OC for my story? To wonder of what beauty your OC has. It is for this story, and you have to tell me where to be kidn- I mean transported to.)
Tell me Why (I can only have one guardian per game. Give me a very good reason why to include you in this story.)
And that is all what it takes to be one of the heros that will save the Relm of trophies along with the Hero of the Relms (not purposely copywrighting everything Link is called.) I couldn't think of anything better, and it sounds awesome!
Send me a PM, or put all this in a review!
Hope to here from everyone soon. I'll do another story involving me and the Smashers making this story…and OCs will be the ones that are used here too!
R&R PlZ! It'll make the story progress faster getting to the parts into Nintendo Games.