Super Smash Brothers Brawl
Super Smash Brothers Brawl, A whole New Look
Written by: K.J DarKnight
Disclaimer:
All characters in the fallowing story are Nintendo created and not created by me. With the exception of, Gorleth and Alara. Also the 'monsters' are created by me.
Author's notes
Yes I know there is the adventure mode. I thought it would be fun to type my own story of all the brawl characters and how they all will eventually meet, and what relationships they end up having. I plan to give each character my own personality twist while still sticking to each characters game background as much as I can.
Also I have decided to keep chapters relatively short as to avoid long waits between chapters.
Chapter one, Arrival's at the Weary Warrior Inn
Cold dark and dreary was the night. The damp chill air seemed to go right through him as he meandered down the desolate street. The moonlight cast elongated shadows across the street. He folded his arms tight across his chest and bowed his head to keep out the cold. Puffs of frozen breath could be seen from beneath the golden locks of hair that fell over his face.
"Need a place to stay warrior?" came a raspy old man's voice from the shadows beneath a hanging wooden sign. The light from the window was swallowed by the darkness that surrounded the place making it difficult to read the sign. Link lifted his head and examined the silhouetted figure of the bent old man.
"You look warn, come inside, no charge for the night" the old man offered.
Still for a long moment Link did not respond.
"I would be grateful for a place to stay the night, however I must insist to pay you for your trouble" Link responded as he moved towards the man. At this point a hallow of a tree looked inviting. A place with a warm bed and food was doubly so.
"It is no trouble friend" the man said as he turned and opened the door behind him. A shaft of light filtered out into the darkness briefly illuminating the street. Link fallowed the man inside; he was greeted warmly with light and warm air, a sanctuary in the seemingly endless night.
"Make yourself at home young man, and let me fix you something warm to eat." Before Link could respond the man went off into the kitchen area and busied himself.
Link found a table near the warm glowing fire and sat himself down. Removing the sword and shield from his back he set them on a chair beside him. Link put his elbows on the table and rested his head wearily in his hands. Before long he became lost in thought. In no to time at all his eyes closed of there own accord as he drifted into sleep. Slowly his arm's slipped down to the table his head fell to rest on them. It seemed only a moment for the battle warn man before he was awakened by the old mans voice.
"Wake up son, I can't have you sleeping on an empty stomach" Link jerked his head up in surprise.
"My apologies good sir, but I seem more drowsy then even I knew" Link apologized.
"No need for apologies here warrior. Seems to me you deserve a hot meal and bed" he said as he set a plate of food before him.
"Please, call me Link" Link responded as he accepted the food gratefully.
"Very well then Link, I will leave you to your food. If you will excuse me I have some other work to attend to. When you're finished just leave the dishes here and go on upstairs, first door on your left" the old man said. The raspy tone seemed to have faded now that he was indoors.
"Again I thank you for your kindness" Link said nodding gratefully to the old inn keeper. The old man simply smiled and nodded before going back into the kitchen to clean up.
Link ate his meal in silence. When he finished he gathered his things and went upstairs.
Upon entering the room he did not bother to light a lamp. He simply closed the door behind him took off his gear and slipped under the covers. Resting his head on the soft feather pillows he soon drifted into sleep.
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Later that same night there came a knock at the Inn door. The light sleeper that he was, Link awoke to the distant sound.
"Just a minute!" he heard the old inn keeper call. Link heard the sound of the man walking heavily across the old wooden floor. Then the creek of the door as it opened to the new arrival. Link could hear all that was said.
"Please sir I need help" said a male voice. He sounded desperate and out of breath.
His curiosity getting the best of him Link got out of bed and pulled his tunic back on before going back downstairs.
"What seems to be the trouble?" Link asked as he too entered the room, his voice bore no trace of the sleep that should have been there. The man at the door looked at Link; looking him over quickly before he spoke to both of them.
"My friend is badly injured, I have gone everywhere but always the door is shut" the man said. His blue eyes looked between the two pleading for help. The man looked battle warn, his face bruised and dirty. His cloths did not look in much better shape; they were warn out and stained with blood and dirt.
"Take me to him. I will see what I can do" Link said walking to the door.
"He is here" the man said turning back he walked out into the street and back around the steps. Link fallowed him. Lying beside the steps was a slim built man, also battle worn. In addition to that he had a stained bandage around his waist. He looked pale and not at all well. Link was quick to react he picked the man up in his arm's and carried him in, the man was surprisingly light.
As Link laid him on one of the long tables he could see why he was so light, he looked no older then sixteen. Link looked at the inn keeper
"I need fresh bandages and hot water, can you get that?" he asked, the man nodded and hurried off.
"If I may ask, how did a mere boy acquire such an injury?" Link asked glancing at the other man.
"We were ambushed all of our men were slaughtered we barely escaped with our lives" the man explained. Link did not reply he was busy removing the old bandages.
Before long the inn keeper returned with a bowl of hot water and a roll of bandages along with that he brought clean rags to help with washing the wound. Link and the other man quickly set to work washing the wound. It took the better part of an hour to treat and dress the deep gash.
"May I ask the names of those so willing to lend their aid?" the man asked when they had finished.
"Of course, I am Link and this is….well actually I don't know" Link responded glancing over at the bent old man.
"Oh dear my manners have gone again" the old man said with a chuckle
"Gorleth at your service good sir's" the old man said.
"I am in debt to you both, my name is Ike" the man responded
"This here is Marth" he said indicating the sixteen year old on the table.
"I am Glad we could be of service to you, and your friend" Gorleth said fallowed by a yawn.
"Thank you again Gorleth. May I ask another favor?" Ike asked but did not wait for an answer.
"I wonder if you might have a room that myself and Marth could stay"
"Well I do have one room left but it's only got one bed" Gorleth said
"Not to worry, I will put Marth in my room and keep watch over him the rest the night, no doubt you are tired and Marth will be needing another change of bandages before the nights end" Link offered
"What of you then? You need your rest as well" Ike protested feeling he had already been to much of a burden.
"I have slept enough for tonight, you look ready to collapse, get some rest and don't worry for your friend" Link said. Ike was too tired to argue so he nodded in consent.
"First door on your right, right across the hall from Link" Gorleth cut in
"Thank you Gorleth, I will discuss payment with you in the morning" Ike said
"Oh no charge for warriors in need" Gorleth protested
"Now off to bed with you" he said before Ike could argue further
Ike simply nodded "then goodnight to you all" he said before retreating upstairs. Link fallowed carefully carrying Marth to his own room.
It was a long night after that for Link. Marth seemed only to get worse, before morning he had broken into a fever