This is my first horror story ever, called Don't Touch The Photo. Wolf and Lucas are your main characters. However, their relationship in this story has nothing to do with Cross Examined's relationship of the two. This will be my tenth story on the site! *gives everyone a cookie* Please enjoy.

It was during the late afternoon when Wolf O'Donnell had begun to notice that something wasn't right. He had felt the wind shift from east instead of west, the sun seemed to be brighter than it was at 4:00 p.m. Wolf frowned, the sounds of the other daily Smasher life annoying him. It was exactly 4:00 p.m. on August 14th of 2020, the day that Wolf was going to have to take some drastic choices to survive.

Not many people liked to tell the tale of Wolf and the Psycho, but many knew of it. It was a tale that was written down the night of the incident, the day all hell had broken loose. Some would say that fate decided to catch up with the lupine and was there to only throw his head for a spin. It has been seven years since the incident which happened on August 14th, 2013. And those who remember the tale, never even dare to speak of it, until now.

Wolf paused from his cup of coffee when he heard the soft sobs of a child. Wolf tilted his head to where the sound was coming from. "Odd, the sound of a child crying. Lucas must have banged his head into the glass door again, thinking the darned thing was open. What an idiot." Wolf thought dismissively. And he was right when he heard the next moments of conversation.

"Lucas, honey, it's all right." Princess Peach of the Mushroom Kingdom cooed the young ten year-old.

"Not this time. It hurts so much. Why can't there be a sign that says "Look Out, Closed Glass Door?"

"I don't know honey, but, come on, let me take you to Dr. Mario and he will fix that little head bump of yours. And also I'll see if I can find a Band-Aid for you as well." Peach said as she went by Wolf, holding Lucas's small hand.

Lucas looked up at Mrs. Toadstool. "Can you make sure the Band-Aid is pink?"

"I'll try." she answered warmly.

Wolf rolled his eyes. "Such adolescence. A PINK Band-Aid for Lucas. For Star Fox's sake he's a boy. He shouldn't be frolicking with wanting pink cover-ups and flowers. He needs to be a boy. Well, now my afternoon is ruined by another dumb ass moment of that whiny kid. I'll take a small stroll and get my mind cleared again."

He jumped down from his seat at the kitchen table and began to go walk outside. He felt the wind shift, the breeze go from east to west, the sun started to shine even brighter. Wolf had been walking down the hallway which lead into the foyer when he saw one of the dorm rooms open, particularly Ness and Lucas's room. The lupine rubbed his chin. "This might be a good idea to see what other idiocies that bubbling, babbling idiot has."

Wolf slid into the room and shut the door quietly, the wooden frame creaking as it shut. There was a rule every Smasher in Smash Mansion knew, and that was to not touch Lucas's stuff. Something about family members giving him his possessions and each family member dying and blah, blah, blah. He thought it was particularly amusing for such a deranged kid to be invited to the mansion to participate in the Brawl Tourney. Maybe, but it was just a hunch, that Lucas had something in store for everyone once he became stronger, the poor sap had lost every brawl he had been in since he arrived. But, everyone, including Wolf knew that Lucas was not someone to mess with. The brash space pilot wondered what would happen if he touched one of Lucas's belongings.

There was a picture on the dresser near Lucas's bed. It was him clinging onto some other boy, who Wolf assumed to be his brother. The blonde was grinning from ear to ear, his lemonade hair wet from the swim he had just taken. The boy he was clinging on to had a similar smile, his hair a wisp of orange, like a sunset. Wolf wondered why the boy never told anyone about his family. Only Ness knew, but, Ness had sworn to Lucas that he would never tell anyone what had happened between them. Wolf pondered on whether the choice he was about to make was good for his wholesome safety. He decided to grab the picture and look it. Well, shit happened.

There was a huge boom of thunder as the door flew open to the room, making the lupine cower into the wall in surprise. Lucas was standing there, his pink Band-Aid on his knee, singed black. His usually cheerful blue eyes were opal and dark. Wolf swallowed his fear, trying to be brave.

"What are you doing in my room, holding my stuff Wolf?" Lucas asked eerily.

Wolf put the picture back. "I was just looking. That's all."

Lucas made a slow but, creepy step towards the frightened Smasher. "I suggest you get out of my room Wolf, before I deal massive damage to your insides. We wouldn't want that, now would we?"

Wolf made his way around the bed. "I was just leaving Lucas." He was almost out the door when the picture fell to the floor, the glass frame shattering, sending shards of the photo around the carpet floor. He made daring eye contact with the PSI user.

The young boy picked up the picture, and then screamed a loud, shrill shriek that made Wolf wince and hold his paws over his ear in pain. Blood ran down Lucas's hand as the sharp, jagged glass shards dug into his skin. Wolf paled. Lucas turned his head suddenly, to Wolf's tilting his head ever so slightly with each word. "Look at what you did to my precious photo. You know how everyone says not to touch my things but, yet you do it anyway. I have heard what you say about me. That doesn't go kindly with us."

The lupine furrowed his eyebrows, backing up into the wall outside in the hall. "Us?" Then he saw the sharp shard of glass slide into view, clutched in Lucas's hand.

"I will make you pay for destroying me!" Lucas suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs. He lunged for Wolf who dove, the sharp shard of glass burying in the wall.

Terrified, the leader of Star Wolf stood and ran for his life. "What the f*** is happening?!"

Lucas wrenched the glass from the wall, a small smile forming. "Oh run, you little lupine. Run. But, we are going to find you. Yes sir, we are going to find you. No one gets away with touching and breaking our stuff and gets to live. Just let me carve a nice hole in your stomach, then we can play hide-and-go-seek. Not now, because I wanted to hide." Then the boy took chase.

Wolf ran as fast as his lupine legs could carry him, thoughts now infecting his mind. "Someone needs to explain to me on what the hell I had just seen. Lucas just turned into a wannabe murderer. Just because I broke a picture. Yes, I get it that the picture is priceless and blah, blah, blah, but trying to stab me in the throat with a shard of glass is way too much for him!"

He ran to the only place he knew he thought he would be safe in. His own dorm with Fox and Falco. He ran to his room and found the door shut. Rummaging in his pants to find a key, his heart leapt for joy when he heard the click from the other side, the door opening from the side of his room. Wolf closed his eyes and breathed heavily, hoping Lucas wasn't on the other side. He opened it and screamed. Yeah, Lucas wasn't in the room, but something just as freaky was. Fox and Falco were both slumped against the wall, glass sticking out of both of their throats, their stomachs, and even their eyes. Wolf threw up, the smell of blood and flesh beginning to make his nose curl. Written in blood on the window was a message, "Come and play with me Wolfy. Let me break something of yours, something important like your back, or your neck, or even your heart. Didn't you say that people need to be fair?"

"I see you got my message." Lucas suddenly said behind him.

He jumped a mile high. "Gyahhh!"

Lucas grabbed Wolf from the back and slammed him into the wall. "You need a lesson in pain, you need to know how I feel when I get my feelings and dreams crushed."

Wolf yelped. "It was an accident! You didn't have to kill Fox and Falco! Is everyone in the mansion dead as well?"

Lucas threw back his head and laughed manically. "Only the ones that needed to be killed. Some are still alive, the ones that I think will enjoy watching you die."

Thinking fast, the brash pilot then sent a punch towards Lucas's jaw but, it backfired. The youthful lad didn't move an inch, he just stood like a wax statue. Wolf paused momentarily, then blinked in surprise as Lucas grabbed Wolf's arm and flipped him onto his back. "Aghhhhh!" he screeched in pain.

Lucas pinned Wolf to the floor, some crazy boost of strength coming out of nowhere. "Now, now, now Wolf; you don't want to make us mad. Just do as we please and I'll let you keep your limbs and stuff. Nothing will come bad of you, unless our orders aren't followed."

Wolf swallowed again. "What are you going to do to me?"

Lucas traced his lips with his finger. "I'm going to show you what's it's like to lose something, what it's like to be shattered. To have a photo destroyed. I'm not calling it revenge or payback because it isn't either of those things. I'm teaching you a lesson."

Wolf reeled back his head and slammed it into Lucas's face. He howled in agony and his grip on Wolf was weakened. Wolf broke free and ran. "If you want to teach me a lesson, you have to catch me first."

Lucas brought his hand up to his nose, blood seeping through his hands. "Oh, I will catch you Wolf. The orders aren't being obeyed. You don't want to be punished." He began to run.

"Oh shit!" the lupine hissed under his breath. He twisted his body around and ran, the enraged PSI user racing after him.

"Come here O'Donnell, I just want to show you my life, show how it feels to lose, and be made fun of. To be rejected by bastards like you. Just let me show you." Lucas yelled.

Wolf threw a door open which was supposed to make Lucas stop. He looked back jubilantly and then to his horror saw the small fist break a nice human size hole through the wood. "Ok, when the f*** did you get super strength kid?!"

Lucas threw a shard of glass at him and it embedded in his shoulder. Wolf howled in pain and tumbled to the floor. Lucas jumped onto him, pinning him to the floor, this time holding the lupine's head with a cold hand. "That's it. No more pleading, time for me to gut you and cause you to wish you never touched that photo. Didn't anyone ever warn you? How come you didn't listen."

Wolf closed his eyes. "I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming. This isn't real, this is a nightmare. Yes, a nightmare... a twisted alternate universe dream of mine. Wake up already! WAKE UP!" his mind screamed.

Lucas laughed. "You wish it was a dream don't you Wolf? It's not. Tell me, do you feel pain in dreams?" Lucas thrust the shard in Wolf's shoulder higher. He screamed.

"It's not a dream, it's not a dream!" Wolf cried.

Lucas pulled the shard out from Wolf's back, it was now slick with blood. He raised it high above the Smasher's chest. "Now, prepare to have your lunch being tossed on the floor."

Wolf waited for death when he heard the loud bang and saw a silver bullet race from Lucas's head. Lucas tried to stare at the hole in the middle of his brain for a brief second and then toppled over dead. Wolf looked past Lucas's body and saw Ness, holding a gun.

"Dammit. It happened again. I really need to stop letting people in Lucas's room." the PSI youth said absentmindedly, as if he killed his friends during any other day of the week.

Wolf stood, grimacing. "Y-y-y-yo-yo-you just shot him! And this isn't a dream so this is real. You actually killed him."

Ness shrugged. "So? He was going to kill you. And besides, why did you touch his stuff? You do realize that everyone is dead thanks to you."

Wolf felt the sweat slide down his face, and he clamped a claw down on his forehead. "Oh my god. We got to tell Master Hand about this."

Ness slid the gun back into his jeans pocket. "Nah, I already did. They already got rid of some of the bodies. Now we just need to discard his."

The pilot retracted himself from where he was standing. "Why did he kill everyone? Over a picture no less..."

Ness frowned. "Like I said, he doesn't like anyone touching his stuff. And, when that picture of him and his brother, Claus broke, he decided to go crazy. Just the loss of sanity."

Wolf felt cold and drew his coat tighter around him. "He's just lying over there, dead. And to make it worse, this isn't a nightmare. Fox, Falco, Lucas and who knows who else is dead."

Ness tried to give Wolf a hug. "Wolf, all we need to do right now, is let the police do their job. Come on. Let's get out of here."

The next few years were very odd for Wolf. The dead Smashers were replaced and forgotten, the incident known as the Photo Combustion now a ghost. Wolf departed from Smash Mansion to live a life of peace and solitude. What details he had come to witness, he couldn't bear anymore. And the Smashers that managed to not die, were all former shells of themselves. The one day that Wolf decided to touch something that didn't belong to him, did the sanity of the world break and crumble. You wouldn't mess with a child's mind. You wouldn't be unkind.

Well viola, that is my first horror story ever. Please review, review, review, this and maybe I'll make another one. Thanks for all of my faithful viewers and reviewers. Love you all! Please read Cross Examined, Subspace Reawakening and Myths of Adventure if you like my work. Thanks!

~TalesofAdventLover