Prologue
This is an entry for Souldin's Assist Trophy contest.
Special thanks to my good friend Archsage Julz and my other good friend Inugami for helping me with this story.
Let's begin.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Super Smash Brothers series.
October 17, 5732
Year of the Mani Katti
Midnight
"Come on!" the boy ordered, grabbing the three year old girl by her thin hand as he dragged her along the blood painted streets. Small and thin though he was, the boy- with his fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes- carried himself with the pride of a great nobleman. In fact, it was said that the blood of great lords ran deep within his veins and that his ancestor was a general, whom at a young age led a huge army to defeat an unspeakable evil.
At six years old, he was the last in his line.
"Eli, where are we going?" the girl asked. She was ignored by the red- head as he kept charging through the streets. The scenery rushed by her so quickly that it was almost impossible for the young girl to discern any of it. She was exhausted and utterly confused, but she kept running. Eliwood had told her that no matter what happened they had to keep running.
FIERCE was coming.
She didn't know what FIERCE. That word had been mentioned several times by her mother, Madelyn, for the past few months. But being only three years old, the girl had no idea what such a word meant to her. She didn't know if they were evil or good, powerful or weak.
She just knew she had to run from them.
Because her parents had said so.
Because Eliwood had said so.
Because no one else did.
BAM!
She saw them. They like a shooting stars streaking across the night sky. There were three of them, all trailing long steaks of white smoke against the midnight sky. There were other things coming out of them as well. Long, colorful bolts of light. The bolts were fired rapidly from these strange shapes and all of them left a trail of smoke when they slammed into the ground.
"THE ARWINGS!" Eliwood shouted. "RUN!"
Run? But haven't they run enough? She didn't understand. In spite of her doubt, she allowed herself to be grabbed and forced to run some more. She was tired of this, though. She wanted to go home.
Her parents would be waiting for her…
It was rather strange how her parents had sent her out. It was unexpected, almost spontaneous. She and Eliwood were having a playdate when the doorbell rang. Her mother had answered it. It wasn't long until her father ran to the door as well.
They had a visitor. Although she wasn't able to catch a glimpse of the person's face, she was able to see quite clearly that the person carried a weapon of some kind. There had been talking, then shouting, then pointing at her and Eliwood. Her parents almost never fought. Then, the next thing she knew, Eliwood had grabbed her hand and pulled her through the back door and out into the streets.
She remembered hearing her parents screaming. They sounded like they were hurt. She hoped that momma hadn't cut herself while chopping potatoes again. She had looked over her shoulder and saw her parents on the ground with the visitor standing over them.
Why were they sleeping if they had a guest over?
Suddenly, Eliwood skidded to a stop. "NO!"
There was a person right in front of them. He was standing just outside the ring of light the dim streetlamp hanging above them provided. As a result, his face was shrouded behind a great veil of shadow. However, his blue eyes glittered maliciously at them and a sneer was all too evident in them. When he spoke, his ice cold voice sent a chill down the girl's spine.
"Did you two really think you could get away from me?"
Eliwood's free hand curled into a fist. "Stay away from us!"
She cocked her head, confused. Her friend had never been so rude before.
"Really? You in what army, kid?" a smile appeared on the unknown face, gleaming white in the dim light.
Eliwood took a deep breath, but said nothing. The girl noticed that he seemed to brace himself, his knees bent into a ready position. Any moment now, he would lash out like the young warrior he was and take this guy down.
The man's smile seemed to widen at this. He quickly snapped his fingers. Another figure suddenly appeared behind them, appearing so quickly that they caught the girl by surprise for a moment. This one had a thin, lithe body and moved with the fluidity of a snake. A long ponytail trailed down her back, blowing slightly in the breeze. In the dim light of the lamp, her red eyes glowered menacingly at the two young children.
Another snap.
A figure appeared at the girl's right. Tall and imposing, it was easy to see that this person was not one to mess with. Not only did his muscles bulge out from him like over-sized footballs, but a gun also gleamed at his side. The girl felt Eliwood tense up at the sight of this man, knowing that there was no way he could ever take on someone like this.
A third snap.
Now a figure appeared at Eliwood's left. Although this person was considerably smaller than either of the two men or the women, he was still one to be reckoned with. Within his hands, he carried a pair of sharp blades that gleamed evilly at the two children, taunting them with their sheer sharpness and beauty. Two golden bracelets were wound around his left wrist, still covered in the blood of the person he had most likely stolen them from. But perhaps the most unusual feature about him was the two… things growing out of his back. For a moment, the girl believed that these were wings. Perhaps he was an angel come to save them…
"So Boss, kill 'em both?" the angel asked, leering at them. His voice was like that of a spider. Sweet and full of sugar, but lacking music and direction. Eliwood gritted his teeth and shot each of them a defiant look. The man called "Boss" laughed.
"I like the boy's attitude, annoying though he is. But he's too smart. He knows too much… understands too much… no way in Hell we'll be able to get him to join…"
"And the girl?" the woman asked. Her voice was silky, seductive almost. The girl felt her hot breath on her neck as the woman leaned down and gently scraped her fingernails along her scalp.
"… Take her. She is young… valuable… just look at her… she thinks this is some kind of party…"
The muscle man chuckled. "You got it, Boss."
They started closing in…
"NO!" Eliwood leaped at the first man. "I WON'T LET YOU HAVE HER!"
Shink!
The next thing the girl knew, something warm and wet was all over her. She looked down curiously, wondering why the water was so warm. Her friend had something sticking out of him, but "Boss" yanked it out. That was awfully nice of him.
She wrinkled her nose as Eliwood simply lay there. He had just had something taken out of him! He shouldn't be sleeping now!
But something struck her. This wasn't right. Eliwood shouldn't be sleeping like this. She shouldn't be here, surrounded by these people. She should be home, with her parents…
She broke down crying, but she didn't know why.
"What's your name, Child?" the woman asked, gently running her fingers through her hair.
She sniffled and hugged the woman's leg. "L-Ly-Lyn-"
"What does it matter what her name is?" the angel asked. "She's going to get a new name either way."
"Pit!" the woman said sharply. The edge in her voice was like a two edge sword. It only made the girl cry harder.
"Momma! I want my momma! MOMMA!"
"Hush, hush…" the woman crooned, pulling her closer.
"We're your family now…"