A/N: This is my first Super Smash Bros fic! It's like taking a breath of fresh air after being in one fandom for so long. I'm not sure if the idea was the best but I kind of liked it. I know a lot of Super Smash Bros fics have all of the Smashers living together in some mansion, but personally, I kind of don't like the idea of that. And for people not used to my style of writing, I write probably the WORST opening chapters. I think I write a little better when I get the action going.
Jigglypuff is the main character in this story followed by Meta Knight. If you absolutely hate that pairing, then this is not the fic for you. I have not written romance ever but let's just see how it works out.
Now, the setting does not have any large mansion where everyone lives together. It is split between the sky empire where all of the puffballs (Kirby, Jigglypuff, and Meta Knight's type) live. The land below the clouds is Nintendon, where everyone else is. Some characters will not be referred to as what they are called in Super Smash Bros Brawl. I'll explain a little bit about each character as they show up in this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters here! They belong to their respected owners!
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--Chapter 1: Falling from the Clouds--
Dark storm clouds swirled outside of the luxury airliner's porthole windows. As large drops of rain streamed down from the glass, Jigglypuff continued to gaze out into the rain. Not knowing it, her life was about to be placed on the very line of life and death at the point of a pistol.
Turning back to the elite class cabin, Jigglypuff looked at all of the familiar and unfamiliar faces around her. She saw her younger cousin, Kirby and her father standing alongside her uncle as they talked. Her mother was at the other end of the room, chatting nonstop with a few of her friends over a large tray of tea and cakes. The air ship they were in was headed towards the sky empire's capitol. It would be her first time there, but it was the around the second or third time her parents had been there. They both had described the city's full splendor to detail and she was excited to see her first glimpse of it.
Her kind, all puffball-like creatures, were a proud race. They believed that their kind was the first to be brought to existence, and by far, the most superior to any other race. They lived among the clouds, traveling by air ships like the one they were on now. Other species like humans lived on the land below them. Jigglypuff had never seen any creature other than her own species. After hearing many stories of other races, she was curious to know what they looked like but she never had a real desire to travel down to their lands.
She glanced down at her dress with a sigh. Her dark green dress was fluffier than she thought was necessary with it white frills. Silk gloves covered her frail hands and had designs stitched into it. She wore sparkling bracelets over her wrists and hairclips holding her silky pink hair up. To her, it was all extremely uncomfortable, but not wanting to lower her family's pride, she wore it without saying any of her complaints out loud.
Just as her sea blue eyes looked away from the trays with dainty cups of tea, a dark figure outside the window caught her attention. She whipped her head around to look outside, only to see nothing more than dark clouds. Frowning, she sank back into her plush seat, only to straighten up after her mother sent her a disapproving glance.
She turned back to the window, trying to shake the cold chill that had come along with her fears.
There's nothing out there! Just relax!
Jigglypuff stood up and walked out of the elite cabin. She immediately felt the cool air from the halls hit her face as she closed the door quietly behind her. Perhaps she had only been imagining things in the heat of the other room.
She passed very few other passengers as she continued her walk. They appeared to be from a lower class and Jigglypuff did not turn to look at them. She remembered her mother telling her to ignore any less wealthy people and based on that teaching, Jigglypuff began to believe that all lower class citizens were beggars, though it was not at all true.
Making her way around a corner, she came to the large platform where on a clear night; many passengers would be gazing out at the stars. No one else was here on the platform under the wide dome and Jigglypuff walked up towards the railings. The glass curved at least a hundred and eighty degrees, giving viewers a wide range to see out of the ship. All that Jigglypuff could see were more storm clouds.
Leaning on the railings, Jigglypuff could almost hear her parents disapprove of her posture. At the moment, she did not feel like standing tall stiffly.
"My dear…it's about time to look for a man to share your life with…"
Her mother had said that her not to long ago. Just by looking into her parent's eyes, she could tell they were anxious for her to wed. Her parents had found suitors, but she had rejected all of them. Possible, her parents had only decided to bring her to the Capitol to meet other men. It was the one thing that bothered her: imagining herself getting married. She did not want to, at least, not yet.
Suddenly, Jigglypuff was thrown against the side railings as the entire ship lurched. A loud grinding sound of metal filled the entire aircraft. Jigglypuff covered her head as glass shattered all around her, raining sharp pieces down on her. Lifting her hands, she watched as her gloves began to turn bright red. Looking up, she gasped.
There was a ship outside of the airliner, but it wasn't just any ordinary ship. As lightening flashed from outside, Jigglypuff caught a glimpse of a skull with guns crossing behind it on a pure black flag.
The ship that was anchoring itself to theirs highly resembled any ocean ship with wood paneling and massive sails that billowed in the wind. On the sides were cannons, more than what she could count.
The ship lurched again and Jigglypuff grabbed on to the railing before she was knocked off of the platform. She pulled herself back on and dashed back to the hall. Now, no one was around. Apparently, everyone had returned to their cabins before the ship was hit.
Just as she was about to run past the intersection, she could hear shouts. Stopping in her tracks, Jigglypuff could feel her heart beat loudly as gunshots sounded. All at once, the lights flickered before turning completely off. Only the red glow from the emergency exit signs illuminated the windowless halls. The intercom, which was just about to turn on, made a loud static sound before dying away.
Someone had cut off all of the communication systems on the ship.
Jigglypuff looked around her. She was too afraid to stay alone in the halls, yet she could not find the courage to move. Her family was still in the elite cabin. Were they safe?
She heard the loud thumping of boots on the metal walkways, seemingly coming from all directions. They were extremely heavy. These could not be of her race. They had to come from a much larger species.
More gunshots, followed by screams. Doors were burst open and the cries of alarm filled Jigglypuff's head. She had to get out of here.
She ran blindly down the dark hallways, stumbling over her large dress as the ship lurched. She somehow managed to find a doorknob in the darkness and she scrambled into the room, locking the door behind her. This room was empty, possibly just an extra room in the ship that no one knew what to do with, but there was a large porthole window. She ran up to it and ran her hands along it. There weren't any levers to open it. Backing away, Jigglypuff nearly fell over a metal pipe that had come loose. Picking it up, she could barely lift the heavy object. She glanced at it and then back to the window. Perhaps there was a way to escape.
Moments later, the window was shattered as Jigglypuff ran through it with the pipe. The impact almost made her fall backwards as the pipe broke through the porthole. Rain and wind burst in, drenching her as she carefully climbed out. There were metal bars that ran along the bottom and top of the window and hanging on to it, she was able to slowly climb away from the shattered window. However, there were three problems.
One, the bars were extrememly slippery from the rain and her gloves were barely able to keep hold on them.
Two, the door of the room burst open and the attackers came in, looking up to see her before she disappeared past the window's glass.
Three, nothing else but her frail hands would keep her from falling.
"Tha' lass is gettin' away!"
"Then don't be standin' there, lard bucket! Get her!"
Jigglypuff was on to the slender metal ladder that ran up to the very top of the ship when the men poked their heads out the window. They were pirates; there was no doubt about that. Their clothing screamed to be washed every now and then, and their jewelry hung down from their necks and arms. Jigglypuff could see the glint in their teeth and pistols in their belts.
She climbed up. Her dress had already soaked up much of the rain that fell on her back, making it heavier for her to lift. The men climbed out from the window and made their way easily to the ladder. They were both skilled with dealing with bad weather like the storm they were in now. The man closest to her held his knife between his teeth as he smiled up at her. Compared to the pirates, Jigglypuff was slow.
Just as she reached up for the next bar, her footing slipped and she fell. The man under her looked up in surprise as she crashed into him, knocking him down into the next pirate. Grabbing the ladder again, Jigglypuff scrambled up to regain the lost distance. She heard the two pirates curse at each other as they tried to get themselves off of each other.
Jigglypuff finally climbed up onto the last few rungs of the ladder and collapsed through a shattered porthole window. She did not mind as the glass fragments cut deeply into her body. Panting, she looked around herself. She was in the crew cabins of the ship. She could make out the silhouettes of the bunk beds and dressers and she got up and ran up towards the door. She opened the door and almost screamed out. The body of a crew member, possibly one of the steersmen collapsed on to her, a bloody knife sticking out from his chest. Jigglypuff was almost too terrified to shriek out as she pushed the body away from her. Blood smeared across the floors as he rolled across the room along with the lurch of the ship. She looked back just as the two men that were pursuing her came to the window.
Just then, the door slammed open and gun shots fired. Jigglypuff covered her head as the bullets flew through the air above her. The pirate was struck square between his eyes and he fell back, dead. She could hear the other pirate scream out as his comrade knocked him off of the ladder, out into the stormy clouds.
"Miss, hurry!"
Jigglypuff turned to see a white uniformed figure motion for her to follow him: the captain.
Relieved to see someone who could possibly save her, Jigglypuff ran forward behind the dark green puffball, who held his gun up, ready to fire. Other crew members lay dead in the halls and Jigglypuff realized that the captain was possibly the last crew member alive on the ship.
"What's happening?" She cried out.
"If you haven't noticed already, we're being attacked." The man grunted in slight annoyance. "And I wouldn't be too surprised if the Captain of the attackers is Capt. Wolf O' Donnell."
"Who?"
"No time for chit chat, Miss."
Jigglypuff was forced to keep following him, questions spiraling in her head. The name seemed somewhat familiar. Trying to remember where exactly she had heard the name, she ran after the captain as they made their way down the halls. Then it struck her.
"Wolf O' Donnell, Terror of the Skies" Ran the headlines of the most read newspaper of the sky empire. "Captain of the most feared group of pirates and the man behind the disappearances of airliners in every corner of the skies."
Before, the name had meant close to nothing to her. News of airliners and air ships taking off, never to reach their destination, had never concerned her greatly. Now that she and the others around her were in danger, she felt her body quake with fear.
Suddenly, another door burst open and a whole group of men, all dressed in loose shirts, leather boots, and bandanas came into the halls. They held large sacks over their heads, jangling with their loot. They turned to see the two puffballs who stopped as they found themselves not the only ones in the halls.
The pirates set their bags down and drew their knives and pistols. Jigglypuff could see a few of the passengers were being taken hostage from behind them. They all screamed out muffled cries as they were forced down the hall.
Before Jigglypuff could react, both sides fired. One side had just her and the captain while the other had the whole group of men. The fight seemed unfair. She watched as the ship captain leapt forward, drawing his sword neatly and slashed out at the first line of men. Unable to keep up with his quick strokes, he made short work of them and moved on to the rest. He kept moving, never stopping as they fired at him. Without having a stable target to shoot at, they were forced to use their daggers, which clearly they were not as skilled using them rather than their guns.
The captain flipped through the air as two pirates swung out at the same time and ended up slitting the other one's ankles. They both collapsed to the ground before they were slashed through by the puffball's sword. After taking out at least six men, all by himself with no injuries, the other pirates backed away, dropping all of their loot and hostages.
"Who tell ye' to drop all our loot?" Came a smooth voice.
They all turned to see a figure standing in the shadows before he came forth. It was a dark gray wolf and without even needing to be introduced, Jigglypuff could already guess this was the terror of the skies: Capt. Wolf O' Donnell.
He appeared just as Jigglypuff had imagined him. He wore a loose shirt that jangled as he moved, signaling how much jewelry he wore under it out of sight. At the side of his dark pants on a thick leather belt, several knives in their scabbards hung within easy reach. She could see the handle of a pistol along with them. The ship's captain stopped to turn to the wolf.
"We meet again, Wolf." He said with clear dislike.
Capt. Wolf turned to him and looked at him as if he hadn't seen the dark green puffball before.
"Have we the pleasure of meeting before?" He asked, his wide grin showing the sharp teeth in his mouth.
The captain said nothing as Capt. Wolf continued.
"You be lucky to have lived through my last raid. That ship was blown to smithereens in less than a quarter hour."
The captain shook his head slowly, gloves changing to fists.
"Hundreds of people died…HUNDREDS! All because of you. Does that number mean anything to you?"
Capt. Wolf examined his sharp nails as he let out a low chuckle.
"It only adds to the honor of being a pirate."
"There is no honor in piracy." The captain growled.
"Maybe you think that, but as of now, I be afraid that I must kill ya'."
Suddenly, Capt. Wolf drew his saber and lunged. His moves were lightening fast, only showing why he was 'the terror of the skies'. Even the captain, who clearly was skilled in the sword, met his match. Wolf's attacks were quick but not powerful, only striving to disarm his opponent while maintain his high energy. The ship's captain had much slower moves, but each stroke was steady and sure.
"So tell me, who was that fair lady that I be a shootin' that other night, eh? You sure made a fuss over the lass."
"That was my wife you dirty scum!"
Jigglypuff screamed out as he threw himself onto, Wolf, knocking them both to the floor. He punched Wolf in the face, striking the pirate in the snout. Yelping back, Wolf kicked the puffball off of him and while he stood up, held his nose with his hand. Jigglypuff watched as the ship's captain picked himself up and prepared to strike the wolf again when the pirate raised his gun and fired. He dodged it as the bullet whizzed overhead, shattering the window behind him. Cold air burst into the room along with rain.
The dark green puffball ripped a metal pipe from the wall and holding it in front of him like a club, he leapt into the air and ran towards Wolf. The pirate fired again and again, missing the puffball by less than an inch. Just as he was about to pull the trigger again, he flew back as the pole slammed into his chest. A loud crack sounded and Jigglypuff did not have to guess to know that it was the sound of the wolf's ribs snapping from the force of the metal pipe.
Wolf stood up slowly, grimacing from the pain as he looked at the puffball. Jigglypuff cried out as he pulled the trigger. The ship's captain gasped out as he looked down at his chest where a bullet glistening in dark red was embedded. He swayed, pipe clattering to the floor loudly before he dropped onto his hands, breathing heavily.
"Ye' got some guts to fight Wolf O' Donnell, terror of the skies." Wolf spat as he stepped down on to him with his heavy boots.
Just as he was about to bring his sword out to stab the ship's captain, Wolf looked up towards the shimmering light that suddenly filled the hall. Jigglypuff looked down at her dress to realize that her necklace had fallen out from her dress. The spherical pendent had been a family heirloom that her mother had given to her when she had been a young girl. It glowed all of the colors on a color wheel brightly.
"Y…you be the Smash ball Keeper…" Wolf stammered out.
Jigglypuff did not know what the wolf pirate was talking about, but he immediately changed his focus to her. Stepping closer, his eyes reflected the glimmer of the necklace.
"The Smash ball…after all these years, I thought it was just an old story…"
Jigglypuff had never heard of any other name for the necklace she wore, but the way the wolf seemed so set on it, she could tell it was highly valuable, more valuable than she would have ever thought.
She ran without a second glance behind her. Capt. Wolf ran after her, not about to allow the one thing he had been searching for, to slip between his claws. The hall scrambled with heavy boots as they ran. Jigglypuff could feel tears run across her face. She was afraid. No one, not even the captain was around to protect her.
Her dress made her running slow, and she could feel Wolf gaining on her. He pointed his gun and fired. Jigglypuff screamed as it struck her arm. All she could feel was the burning pain as her dress's frilly white gloves soaked the blood. More gunshots, none of them however hit her. She came to a open door and slammed it shut behind her. At the side of the door, there was a large metal block to lock the door and almost the second after she lowered it into its holders, Wolf began pounding against the door. The door however, would not budge against the block.
Looking around her, Jigglypuff realized she was in a windowless room. A small emergency light was the only source of light in the room. It appeared to be a storage closet, filled with boxes stacked on one another. She scrambled back into them as the door bent under the power of Capt. Wolf. He apparently had found some weapon to use and now the sturdy metal door was giving in to his will.
Looking up, Jigglypuff found a large ceiling vent with a metal grate over it. Without thinking twice, she jumped up on to the boxes and ripped it off. It was filled with cool air, almost cold enough that she shivered. Climbing up into it, she closed it behind her just as the door burst open and Wolf wildly looked around the room. As she crawled through the vents as quietly as she could, she could hear him dig through the boxes to see if she had been hiding there.
Wolf raised his head and breathed in deeply. Being a wolf, he had a strong sense of smell. Immediately, he could locate Jigglypuff's scent near the vent grate.
Jigglypuff had only gone a little further when she heard Wolf tear the metal grate off the ceiling completely. She cried out as she saw his head emerge into the vent.
"Get back here!" Wolf grunted as he climbed up into the vent.
Jigglypuff made her way to another metal grate leading to a different room and broke through it. She fell straight into a large pile of coiled ropes. Looking around her, she was in the control room of the ship. There were a few other pirates here, guarding tied up crew members. The moment she entered the room, the pirates drew their weapons and advanced towards her.
One of the men lunged forwards to grab her. She leapt out of the way just in time and sprinted towards the metal door on the side of the room. It was already open and she shut it behind her, catching the blade of one of the pirate's sabers between the door frame. With a sudden surge of strength, the sword snapped as the door closed completely shut.
With a small sigh of relief, Jigglypuff turned towards the long ladder leading to the very top of the ship. Besides going back into the room full of pirates, it was the only way she could go.
Hand over hand, she pulled herself up. Already, her hand was covered in blisters and it burned each time she grabbed another rung on the ladder.
Suddenly, Wolf's figure appeared in the glass at the front of the ship and before Jigglypuff could even scream out, he leapt forward, breaking the front windows. He landed on the metal walkway, the small black pupils in his eyes narrowing as they fell across her. Using his strong back legs, he jumped onto the ladder and began climbing up behind her.
Finally, Jigglypuff stepped on to the highest deck of the ship and ran towards the railings on the other side. Behind her, he could hear Wolf chuckle.
"Nowhere to run, lass."
She turned towards him, pressing her back as far as she could into the railings. She could feel her entire body shake as he strode forward casually. He held his hand out towards her.
"Give me your pretty hands, lass."
"N…no!"
"Oh I won't be a hurtin' you. I just want that pretty little trinket that shines lots o' colors."
Jigglypuff could feel her hand slowly reach up towards the necklace, moving her gloves across its smooth surface as long streams of tears ran down her face. The minute she gave it to the wolf, he would shoot her and be done with her. There would not be any chance for her to live. Then there was the other choice of jumping…
Jigglypuff closed her eyes as she drew in her breath. Then, she turned and jumped on to the railing. By the time Capt. Wolf realized what she was going to do, she had already jumped. He scrambled towards the railings, reaching out towards her. His claws grazed her shoulders and tore off a large piece of her dress. Jigglypuff skidded down to the side of the ship. She dug her hands into its cold metal, trying desperately to hang on.
Wolf looked down towards her, shirt billowing in the wind.
"So you choose death? Fine by me. I'll find your corpse someday when I send my crew to search the oceans of the land below."
He aimed his pistol straight for her head. Jigglypuff's eyes widened as his hand wrapped around the trigger.
Let go!
Jigglypuff felt herself spin wildly as she plummeted down, far below the attacked airship and her family. Clouds rushed past her as she fell. She screamed, but it was drowned out by the crack of , she broke through the clouds and an entire world stretched out below her. It was too dark to see anything, but Jigglypuff could see a shiny surface that spread out in all directions. Water.
She had never seen so much water in her life before. Jigglypuff could not imagine any tank or pool large enough to hold so much.
Jigglypuff continued to fall. Her tight curl of hair swayed wildly in the wind. Rain brushed past her face and the sky was suddenly illuminated with lightening. She was just moments away from impact.
The water's surface was closer now; she could even see the waves. Shifting her body slightly, she moved herself into a feet first position, ready for her body to hit the water and for her to finally die.
Suddenly, she felt a jolt of pain all over her body as she plunged down into the ocean. Opening her eyes, all she could see was darkness and a few bubbles that floated past her face. She kicked upwards, trying to swim back to the surface. Having always lived in the clouds, she had never swum before or experienced the fierce power of ocean waves. As she gasped out for air, she was suddenly bowled over by a powerful wave. Her dress was heavy in the water and it seemed to want to drag her down into the unknown watery depths and towards her grave.
She made her way back to the surface again, screaming for help. Her shouts were drowned out by the wind as another wave came towards her. Water spilled into her lungs as she fought the currents. She choked out as she lifted her head out of the water.
She looked up to see land, not too far away now. If only she could get there…
As she turned her head around, she gasped as a monstrous wave, larger than the others came crashing into her. She felt all the air in her body get forced out and everything went black.
"Meta! Get yourself in here this instance!"
Slowly, the dark blue puffball looked up from the hard marble floor he had been scrubbing all day towards the open door to his master's office. Twice already, the bucket of water beside him had tipped over and his back ached. He stood up, the gold bell on his slave collar jangling nosily as he made his way towards the grand staircase.
Meta felt himself hesitant to enter the office as he reached the top of the stairs. By the tone of his master, he was in for punishment.
"Yes m…Master?"
His gold eyes glanced towards the large executive chair that was turned away from him behind the desk. The office was lined with dark bookshelves, filled with books and other odd items. Beside the desk, there was a large globe which his master was toying with as Meta entered.
"Explain to me why after I told you to dust off my office, there is still dust on my desk?"
Meta's heart almost stopped. He had dusted off all of the bookshelves and furniture, but he had forgotten the desk!
"I…I forgot…" He said quietly.
The chair spun around and Ganondorf stood up. His armor glinted in the sunlight that streamed in from the windows and Meta could see his gloves were tightening into fists.
"Forgot?! Have I ever forgotten to unlock you from you room every day?"
"N…no Master…"
"Forgot. Maybe you need something to remind of you."
He suddenly picked up the empty mug on his desk and threw it as hard as he could. Usually, Meta could dodge what he threw, but the cup struck him on the side of his mask. He fell back as it shattered. A sudden jolt of pain shot through him and he felt his face sting. Looking up at his master, his gold eyes were like those of a puppy whose master was highly displeased.
"Go clean that up," Ganondorf hissed as he walked out of the room. "And don't forget the desk this time!"
Meta watched as his master's cape flowed behind the Gerudo before he disappeared into the hall. Glancing back at the office, he picked up all of the mug remnants. Some were extremely small and sharp and by the time he had picked up the last piece, his gloves had small blots of blood where the glass had poked through and cut into his hands.
After that had been cleaned up, Meta looked at the desk again. Ganondorf was not a mean master… unless if he was angry. He allowed Meta to roam free around Nintendon until nightfall as long as he did not have any other work for his servant. When he was angry, however, it was not unusual for Meta to suffer in one way or the other.
He found a rag and wiped the dust off the desk before finally having the pleasure of leaving the room. Glancing down from the railings of the main room, he could see Ganondorf gazing out the windows of the sitting room. Not wanting to face his master's wrath again, he scurried away into his room, closing the door behind him quietly.
Meta's room, located at the far end of the hall was a lot smaller than most of the rooms in the mansion. It was on the second floor and the farthest away from the stair case for a reason: if he wanted to sneak away in the middle of the night, he would have to pass Ganondorf's office and room. It made any attempt for freedom nearly impossible for the flooring in that area creaked loudly.
His room's doorway also had bars that Ganondorf had used for a long time after he had purchased Meta off the slave markets. They weren't used any longer now that he had learned to stay in his room, but Ganondorf would threaten him to use it again if he had been slightly late to return to the estate by nightfall.
He sat down on the small chair by the window, carefully placing the violin into its case along with all of the music sheets. There were several long and deep slashes on its sides when Ganondorf had tried to get rid of it. He hated music, yet for some reason, he had a grand piano in his own house. He had it most likely because he did not know what else to spend his vast amount of money on.
Meta picked the violin up again and ran his hands down its slender sides. Like him, it had been equally abused; but unlike him, it had a beautiful tone. He had trouble at times to get any sound out of his mouth. For other people, it seemed easy. He had tried to imitate them, try to learn to let his voice be heard. His voice came out in its usual stammering and quietness.
He moved to put the violin away when the bell on his pink slave collar jangled noisily once again. Had he not been afraid to, Meta would have ripped it off in a heartbeat. Ganondorf only forced him to wear it for his own amusement. The gold bell always got in the way, pulled Meta into deeper shame, and loudly announced if he was entering a room or not.
Outside, he spotted Nintendon's post officer coming to the front doors of the mansion.
How unlucky for him. Master is angry at the moment and he's probably going to yell at Pit. Maybe I should answer the door for him.
Leaving his room, he swiftly went down the stairs and walked towards the front doors just as the bell rang. He opened it to see Pit standing outside, shaking nervously.
"Oh, good. It's you, Meta. I thought Ganon was going to…"
Pit paused and decided not to finish his sentence as he realized that the mansion owner was actually still within it.
"A private message has been sent but I don't know who it's from," He said as he held out a sealed envelope.
Meta took it from his hands and nodded. Before he could even pay Pit, the post officer was already turning to walk away.
"You can keep the money!" He said hurriedly.
Meta guessed it was from his extreme want to get as far away as possible from the Ganondorf Estate. Closing the doors, he turned and walked towards the sitting room where Ganondorf waited, arms folded.
"M…Master, message for y…you." He said, giving the letter to the Gerudo.
Ganondorf carefully broke the seal and opened it, pacing the room slightly as he read it. Meta stood patiently until his master finished.
"You and I are going out tomorrow. There is a meeting I must attend and I need a translator. The pirates say they found the Keeper."
Meta did not know who the 'Keeper' was but he said nothing about it. Along with the very few things he was extremely good at, Meta could translate several languages more accurately than most experts could. It had not been the first time Ganondorf had met with the pirates. Capt. Wolf and his master were apparently on a business deal and since his master had difficulty speaking Nintendon's formal language, he needed Meta to be with him for much of his business meetings.
"Y…yes, Master."
Ganondorf turned back towards the windows to gaze out into the fading daylight.
"Meta, start preparing dinner."
Wordlessly, Meta left the room and to the kitchen on the far side of the mansion. The cool air of the kitchen met him as he closed the door behind him and tied the black apron around him. This was one of the few rooms that Ganondorf rarely entered and the difference between this room and the others was recognizable. It looked more like a cellar with a small window above the sink and oven, and flour covered floors. Turning towards the window, he caught sight of a struggling fly in the large spider's web. The spider itself was lowering itself towards it, ready to suck its life out. Walking towards it, Meta could not help but think how much it represented his life: he was the fly, his master was the spider, and the mansion was the spider web, once caught in it, never to return from it.
He raised his hand to carefully lift the spider from its web and he placed it on the windowsill. For a moment, it looked as if it was frustrated from losing its fine meal that had flown straight into its trap before it disappeared into the large crack at the bottom of the window. Meta turned towards the fly and gently pulled it free from the web, careful to not rip off its delicate wings. It stayed on his glove for a brief moment, looking at him with its small eyes, before it flew out of the open window.
Meta watched it as it disappeared into the sky. Then again, it did not represent his life: no one was going to pull him out of the web he was trapped in.
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A/N: Okay. Opening chapter is finished. Jigglypuff, by the way, comes from a VERY wealthy family. Kirby doesn't have a large role but he's her younger cousin. The names of her mother, father, or any of the passengers will never be mentioned because they are unimportant. Wolf is the pirate in the story and he has a larger role than Kirby does. He will be in more than just this chapter.
Pit is the post officer in this story and like Wolf; he has a slightly larger role than Kirby. Kirby's has little to nothing so just forget about the little guy for now.
Now what in the world is up with Meta Knight? And how did Ganondorf become his master? That will be answered in later chapters so just be patient. To make this chapter a little more understandable, there's something about Meta that is causing him to have trouble to speak and in the next chapters, you will get to see what else this 'curse' is causing. He can translate and play music so that's about it.
I have no clue why I chose to use the fly and spider thing to represent Meta's life. My first reaction would have been to grab a newspaper and kill both the spider and the fly. XD
And now, what will happen to Jigglypuff, who is out in the ocean nearly drowning, and what will happen at that secret meeting?
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