Chapter 1: Chapter 1
Disclaimer: No, I do not own any part of Super Smash Brothers. I am not even Japanese. I just come up with bad ideas about its characters.
A/N: Hey! I have improved this from since the first time I published it. Those of you who had read it, I'd recommend re-reading it, as I've added a whole new scene. Enjoy
Chapter 1
"Oh, good grief."
This was uttered by Pit under his breath when Link cockily announced that he was going to go it alone, and defeat Tabuu once and for all. He would not need any help; he was stronger than all the other brawlers put together.
They had all been cowering in a cave for the past three days, afraid to tackle their final enemy, Tabuu. They had everyone on their side now, including Bowser, and even Ganondorf. Although this caused conflict between some of the brawlers, mainly the Mario gang and Link, Zelda and Sheik, they were mighty auxiliaries to have.
"I shall leave tonight, when the darkness comes. Tabuu won't expect me then," the blonde continued.
Ike and Marth, who were sitting beside Pit, rolled their eyes. There was no way that Link would be able to tackle Tabuu without the help of his friends, without whom he would not be a living being right now.
"Alone? He'll get turned into a trophy within five seconds," Marth muttered. Ike nodded in agreement.
"...So brave," Pit heard Peach gush.
"And handsome too," Zelda sighed. Pit couldn't believe how shallow they were. Link of Hyrule was an arrogant so-and-so who thought he could take on Tabuu alone, which was by no means brave, just very, very foolish. At least some good would come out of it-they'd never have to live with Link and his maddening superiority again.
About half an hour later, Marth suggested the unthinkable, at least to Ike and Pit.
"We can't just leave Link to be turned into a trophy," Marth said quietly. To let someone give his or her life and not do anything about it was wrong.
"What? Of course we can. It's as much as he deserves," declared Pit. Well, it is, he told his goody-two-shoes angel conscience.
He waited for Ike to agree with him, and when no agreement came, Pit looked at him. He was staring at Samus in her Zero suit, swishing her flowing golden locks. Her perfect features, her beautiful blue eyes, her boobs...
"I-ke?" Pit waved in front of his face.
"Wha- Huh?" he grunted, mouth hanging open.
"Do you think we should go after Link to make sure he's okay?" Pit asked.
"Oh-Yeah, sure," he said, still staring at Samus(and her boobs).
Pit's smile was wiped off his face; Marth's was smug.
"He was distracted!" objected Pit. Marth ignored him.
"We leave about five minutes after he does," Marth declared. Pit was ashen.
That night, when the world was covered in a layer of darkness, the one with the silly blue earring left for his path. About five minutes later, the trio snuck out of the cave and into the cold night.
"SHIT, it's cold," Ike moaned. "It's about minus ten degrees out here!"
"It's not that cold," Marth objected.
"It is," agreed Pit. "Ehh... Okay, which way is Tabuu?"
"Umm..." Marth paused. "Left."
"You sure?" Ike said cynically.
"...No," admitted Marth. "But we have nothing to lose, so c'mon."
The trio walked cautiously in the dark, unaware of what dangers surrounded them. The night was cloudy, but dry. The moon was hidden behind clouds, which left Ike, Pit, and Marth in total darkness.
"What was that?" Ike whispered.
"What was wha-" Pit began when he heard a crunch. He froze, not liking this one little bit. Marth took his sword out of its sheath, ready to strike.
Then something attacked, throwing itself at Ike.
"AAAAHHH!" Ike yelled, unable to see in the black night. "Get it off, get it off, GET IT OFF!"
Marth swiped with his sword, and felt contact. Not with Ike's attacker, though.
"OH, FU-" Ike screamed.
"Oh, jeez, sorry, sorry, sorry!" Marth panicked. Pit sighed, and shot the thing with one of his arrows, a gift from Paluntena, his goddess.
Ike stopped screaming and running around like a girl.
"Th-thanks, Pit," he panted. Pit raised an eyebrow.
"Didn't know you could scream like that," he teased. Ike glared at him.
"What was it, anyway?" asked Ike.
"A Koopa Troopa," Marth informed him. Ike's head fell in shame. Pit laughed at him.
"C'mon, we can't let Link get too far ahead," Marth reminded them. "He's probably halfway there by now."
"Alright, alright," the other pair muttered. The three brawlers set off into the darkness again, stepping tentatively in fear of any other enemies that would make Ike scream like a girl.
"YAAAH! Link yelled as he swung his sword at the gang of Fire Primids that had surrounded him. His arm was coated with blood, and he had a twisted ankle from when he fell awkwardly when on of his enemies attacked him.
Link was tired, and the Primids never ceased to persist to kill him. Should he flee? No, it was cowardly. But he would die otherwise...
He broke free from the mob, and ran as fast as he could. The pain in his ankle slowed him down, but he tried to ignore it as best he could. He'd never forgive himself, running away from a fight, just when the going got a little bit tough.
Maybe he shouldn't have declared he was stronger than all his friends...put together...
"Where are we?" asked Ike. The moon had pushed itself in front of the clouds, and illuminated the ruins. But where was that in the Subspace Emissary?
"Umm... I think we're outside the factory. You know, where Samus and Pikachu were?" said Pit.
"Oh, yeah! We must be nearly there now," said Ike. But maybe we're too late. Link could already be there by now if we're here, he thought. He grinned evilly. It's for Link's own damn good if he's already killed.
A wind rose, ruffling the leaves of the trees, making the night even eerier. The clouds seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and the moon illuminated the whole ground. Some of the ruins were at angles, some clumped together. They were covered in moss-like no one had even looked at them for a thousand moon cast long shadows. The grass was wet with dew, and Pit's feet got wet because he was only wearing flimsy sandals.
Something growled.
"What was that?" Marth breathed. If that was what he thought it was...
Whatever it was snarled. It paced towards them with heavy footsteps. Then it roared, and attacked.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!" all three of them screamed, Ike at a higher pitch. It was Marth's worst fear-the werewolf. He had battled these creatures himself, and the memory was etched in his mind forever. The thing was huge, mainly wolf, but standing on two feet. Its eyes were mad with anger.
Instantly, it lunged for Pit, its teeth bared in a snarl. Pit dodged out of the way, just in time. Ike swiped powerfully with his sword. It struck the werewolf in its side, but the creature didn't even look fazed. It lashed out with its paw, and struck Ike's face. He yelled in pain, the gash stretching across the whole of his right cheek.
Marth attacked while the beast struck at Ike. He skilfully and swiftly slashed at the half-man, wolf turned to Marth, his sword seemingly not having any effect on him. Marth realized that his attacks weren't working, and got into a defence position, awaiting attack.
"Attack it together!" Pit yelled. It was the only way it could be defeated. Marth nodded slightly, the werewolf getting ready to lunge at him. Ike groaned as he tried to get up, but he managed to give Pit the thumbs up.
"One!" Pit yelled. "Two! THREE!" The three brawlers assaulted the mix-and-match creature, Pit shooting arrows at lightning speed. Ike used all his strength to pound the wolf with his sword. Marth unleashed the Final Smash he'd been saving, and delivered the killing blow.
The werewolf howled, and fell to the ground, only to disappear moments later in a black cloud.
The three friends stood there panting.
"Wha-why was there a-a werewolf in the Subspace Emissary?" Marth panted.
"Was it Tabuu?" Pit asked. "Unleashing his most powerful creatures?"
"I think our little rescue just got harder," Ike summarized.
Link was definitely having second thoughts about taking Tabuu on his own. He may have snuck some Hylian Beer before he made his announcement, and it was very high in alcohol content. But his pride stopped him from turning back.
No way was he going to be able to defeat Tabuu alone.
"Stupid Hylian Beer," he muttered to himself. Now he'd never be animate again because nobody would be there to revive him when he became a trophy.
He was nearly there now, at the door to his death. C'mon, Link, he told himself. He took a deep breath. Several actually.
Link tried to make himself open the door, but he couldn't. He was walking into a fight with the most feared enemy in the Subspace Emissary . Maybe he should just relax a bit before he went in, think out his plan. Yes, he'd think out a plan.
"I'm doomed," he said to himself.
End of Chapter 1
A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers and my Beta, who has helped me so much, for all my future stories, and not just this one. Thanks to anyone who has read my little fic! :D
