Hey there. Just want to say thanks for viewing this story. Sorry if it doesn't live up to what it's supposed to be. This is just the prologue and I'll definitely bring back more pretty soon. Anyways, let's keep this short and sweet. ACTION!

He opened the silver doors to the smash mansion not having a clue of what to expect. He didn't even want to be here in the first place, but if he wanted to get away from that raging baboon at home, or that woman, for a while, this was his only chance. Rumor had it that he would me fighters and heroes and villains from entirely different timelines and universes. Seeing that a place like this exist and it's possible for these fighters to join together in harmony and brawl, well, is beyond amazing. But, to some folk like him, it was taken for granted. He sighed and pushed open the doors. The mansion and famed location between universes was located atop a high cliff, with the sparkling ocean far behind it. It was massive.

"Ugh. I hope the climb was worth it. I don't too much fancy climbing a mountain just for a myth. This had better be worth it." The soon-to-be smasher pushed through the door and was greeted by a humongous lobby. Beautiful crystal lights hung on the walls and fancy things draped from the ceiling. There was a literal red carpet leading to the lobbies desk to sign in and apply. You had to have an invitation of course, and he did. The air smelt of fresh blooming roses and morning dew (don't even think about it) on the greenest of green grasses. The pre-smasher took it all in, it's magnificence.

"Meh. Seen better." Almost immediately did it all disappear.

The room had several extensions to different rooms and hallways. He clutched his sword tightly and slowly approached the spotless and cleanly wooden counter. A woman was sitting there with glasses looking down. She must be reading.

"Hey."

"Yikes!" she shouted and jumped up. She took her glasses off and exposed her bright green eyes.

"Yikes? Who says yikes anymore? This isn't Scooby Doo. And even then, they said 'yoinks'." he said. The lady took in a deep breath and folded her glasses and closed her book.

"My my, you scared the living daylights out of me."

"Well, luckily we have nightlights."

"What can I do for you hun? I don't think I've seen your face around here yet. Otherwise, I would've called you already." she said with a smile.

"If you did do that, I would've hit reject already. Anyways, what do I do?"

"What's that hun?"

"Don't call me hun. Call me ."

"Well well -"

"That's Cloud Strife to you sir. The nerve of some people..."

Her eyes narrowed. "You don't get out much do you?"

"No, It's just that I don't hop from universe to universe much. But seriously, what do I do?" Cloud yawned.

"Are you new here?"

"Wouldn't ask otherwise."

"Now now, no need to be rude. Now, what to do with new people...Let's see here..." the lady pulled out a manual and started flipping through it quickly. Cloud looked more annoyed than before. "Man, not only is this place shabby, but it's completely unorthodox too. What a handful..." he was in that kind of mood.

"I can't seem to find it. Argh, damn it." she lightly tapped her head.

"Man, what if I took offense to that. Boom, and someone's out of a job." the lady eyed him up and down then pulled out a walkie talkie. "So this place does know some sort of communication."

"Kierr to base I repeat, Kierr to base." muffled sounds came from the tiny radio. Think it might of been another staffsman.

"This is base. Do you copy?"

"I copy."

"Is there a problem? Kierr? Is there a problem?"

"Nope, no problem here. Just called to ask how your day is going." Cloud sighed. The lady snapped her fingers at him.

"Yes, I do have a problem. I have a newbie here and needs to be dealt with."

"Yep, we got a newbie. She doesn't even know what to do with a new smasher." the lady snapped her fingers again.

"A newbie? What is their name?"

"Uh, hold on. Let me find out." She took her finger off of the button on the walkie and turned to Mr. Sarcastic. "What is your name again?"

"Herbert Hoover."

"Your REAL name sir."

"You know, I really shouldn't give my identity to strangers..."

"SIR! YOUR NAME!"

"Well you could've just asked. It's Herbert Hoover."

"For the love of god!" she yelled and put her hand on her face.

"That's my name, don't wear it out."

"You're ridiculous!"

"No, I'm Cloud Strife." Herbert Hoo-I mean, Cloud and Kierr had a stare off. Kierr was getting a spoonful of Cloud while he didn't even think he'd done anything wrong. Slowly, she brought the walkie talkie back to her mouth.

"His name is Cloud Strife."

"Cloud is already here!? Shit-"

"I could've taken offense to that too..."

"We'll inform the boss right away." It's not boss galaga either. "Yeah, I hear ya. What do you want me to do with him?"

"Just keep him at the front desk for now. Don't forget to have him review his paperwork and info. Over and out." the tiny radio clicked off and she hooked it onto her pants.

"Well, it seems that I have to keep you here for a while. Do you need me to get your paperwork?" she said putting her head on hand.

"No, I'm fine thanks. I could use a bite to eat though, that is, if this place even supplies that."

"Sorry, but you'll have to wait until you're registered. Fully registered. But, is there anything you wanted to do for the next five minutes?"

Cloud looked around. "Yeah. I'd like to smack the designer of this dump around and show them some real fashion sense. Seriously, who designed this place?" he replied smugly.

"That would be me." A loud voice rang in his eardrums for what seemed to be millenniums. Cloud swung around to face the offender, but was shocked out of his soul to see an overgrown hand behind him.

Cloud stumbled backwards, taken aback. "Holy moly. They weren't kidding when they said Master Hand..."

"Yes Cloud, I am Master Hand. I'm sure you'll enjoy you're stay here in the smash mansion. But, I'll explain all of the details of the tournament later. For now, let's just get you set up. Right this way Cloud." the hand boomed.

"Okay, you don't have to shout."

"Now, I hope you don't mind walking because we're going to my office on the 9th floor and I haven't installed elevators yet."

"Oh, this place just keeps getting better and better. And if I do mind?"

"Surely you'll get over it." Master Hand floated on.

"Precious." and so they walked, up the stairs and farther into the smash mansion and farther into Cloud's new life for the next year. He wasn't exited at all, but he could never know what he had coming in the next year. Friends (probably not), fun (probably not), adventure (if you call this adventure), and battle (the one thing he might enjoy). He had a lot ahead of him and he could only wait patiently for them to end as quick as possible.


Prologue. What did you think? Yeah, me too. Anyways, I'll be back with more sooner or later and like always, appreciate the support. Welp, see all of you later and thanks.

Also, if you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'll be happy to answer. That's all for now!

that is, if anyone's reading of course.