A/N: Konnichiwa~! ^.- This is my first fic… I hope you like it~ ^^ Anyway, this story might seem a little boring (I know XD) at first but first chapters usually are. I will post the next chap ASAP, promise! X3 I would love to get a nice review or two…criticism is accepted; it helps! Flames will probably be ignored, though I know that some characters are a leetle OOC… (I couldn't help it :3) I'm at odds here whether or not this is more of a modern AU or not… :/ I know that this might suck, but please R&R just to make my day! ^^ I'll answer any questions or comments in my next chap.

Disclaimer (I don't know why people do this, it seems so obvious! XD But I'm paranoid, so yah… .lll Better safe than sorry, no? ^^): I do not own SSBB, Legend of Zelda, or Fire Emblem, obviously. All credit goes to Miyamoto-san and Iwata-san.

Chapter 1

Familiar Faces…

"Link! Come on, hurry up! I swear to Nayru that I will drown you in Lake Hylia if we miss that train," Zelda threatened as she tugged the Hero of Time by his forest green T-shirt that was no doubt made of some recycled material.

The young queen herself was dressed in a pale lavender spaghetti-strap wrap dress, trimmed with lace, that flowed gracefully down just above her knees, with a pair of white ballerina flats. A thick, black choker with a white rose in the center adorned her slim neck. She also wore a large silver bracelet with ancient inscriptions that were etched into its surface millennia ago. If you looked closely, you could see those symbols faintly…rhythmically glowing a sea blue, humming with power that craved to be awoken once again. Her long, elfin ears that stuck out horizontally were lined with silver earrings, as was a tradition of the Royal Family. Her long, dark brown tresses were loose, with long bangs slightly covering her left eye. She usually never wore lipstick, and this was no exception, but she did have some gloss, which gave some life to her pale rose lips.

"Seriously, Zel," the blonde hero whined, trying to pull away from the young queen's firm grasp and utterly failing. "We're not even late! It's 2:55 and the train leaves at 3:00," he noted, pointing at a giant, old-fashioned clock with Roman numerals, which looked very out-of-place in the current modern environment which was the Teleportation Station located in Nintendo City (which was the only place where worlds located in the Nintendo Galaxy could connect).

"And do you call that early?" Zelda questioned. How could he possibly be so easy-going? Zelda inquired herself. "Link, you are one of the best Smashers in the entire tournament. At least set an example by being on time…but if you won't take my advice…" she warned, her keen, stormy-gray eyes spotting a certain red-haired, Gerudo madman boarding the train, "…then consider the fact that Ganondorf is already there, and I highly doubt that you would want to get beaten by him…" she hadn't even finished the sentence before Link sped past her like a whirlwind, almost knocking the queen and her giant, black velvet duffel bag down.

"GANONDORF!" Link hollered, sprinting to the entrance of the train and ramming into the former villain.

"Watch it, dog!" Ganondorf mocked, mentioning Link's ability to turn into a wolf (the consequence of venturing into the Twilight), and shoving the Hero of Time into the train. They then proceeded to try to beat the stuffing out of each other, as usual. Zelda sighed as she strolled nonchalantly into the train.

Those two never, under any circumstances, even if plain drunk, could spend five seconds together in the same room without attempting to strangle each other.

Trying to ignore the two rivals (who now had their swords out, and were engaged in an intense battle of the wills) and finding it increasingly hard to do so, the brunette found a seat between Kirby, an adorable, pink puffball who was never satisfied when it came to food, and Falco, an anthropomorphic bird with serious attitude problems. After heaving her gargantuan duffel bag onto the sill above the seat (with a little help of magic), Zelda set out to the back of the train on the lookout for her two best friends, one of which…

"Zellie~!"

…gave Zelda a massive bear-hug from behind, causing the unsuspecting young ruler to gasp for air.

"Peach…nice…to…see you…too… Can…you…please…let go…of me now…?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Zellie! I'm just so happy to see you~" the girly, pink-loving, blonde princess immediately let go of Zelda, her large, stark blue eyes gazing innocently while her best friend clutched her chest, panting rapidly. Peach sported a playful pink camisole that was chock-full of red hearts, along with a light denim miniskirt and a pink heart belt, pastel pink heels, and a blue gem necklace with matching earrings. Her long, honey-blonde hair was tied into two pigtails.

"You still haven't let go of your childish ways, huh, Peach?" asked a womanly voice that came from behind Zelda. The honey-blonde-haired princess huffed in disagreement, flicking her head to the side, "I am not childish" hanging on the edge of her tongue. Zelda wheeled around, recognizing the voice of her other best friend and veteran Smasher, the bounty hunter Samus Aran.

"Yo, Zel," was the tall, emerald-eyed, 5' 11" blonde's salutation, along with a crooked smile and an awkward embrace. She was dressed in a black halter top that said "BOUNTY HUNTER" in the front, along with a black miniskirt and black boots with black star earrings and bracelet. She wore her long blonde hair in an unobtrusive ponytail.

"Hello, Sam!" Zelda greeted, hugging her best friend back. "It's been a while."

"Yep. A few years, at least. How's it been back in Hyrule?"

"It's been great…I've been happy to be back home. The citizens are completely unaware of the Twilight incident, so everything's been back to normal," Zelda replied. "I finally convinced the council to coronate me as queen, as well."

"Oh, yeah! I heard that your coronation was a few months ago, Zellie," Peach intervened. "Congrats!"

"Ah, you finally persuaded those bigoted nobles to make you queen?" Samus inquired smugly. "I'm glad! It's about time that they gave you the crown."

"I know. To convince them was a irritating task, though. They gave me at least ten different excuses to not coronate me, some of which didn't even make sense. I mean, seriously, I'm already nineteen! I should have been coronated when I was at least sixteen, as is the custom, but no. Those narrow-minded dimwits wouldn't hear of it a few years ago," Zelda ranted.

"They probably thought that you were immature or something, considering how you lost to the Twilight," Peach deliberated. "But still, it's not like you turned tail and ran, either. You stayed and fought, even though you were imprisoned, and even possessed. They should have thought of that."

Zelda blushed at the praise.

"Well, at least you're queen now," Samus said, relieved. "If anyone deserves that crown, it's definitely you."

"Thanks, you guys…" Zelda shyly looked down to the floor. "Hey, where are the newcomers? I thought that they were boarding this train…" she mused aloud.

"Ah, the newbies?" Samus pondered. "They're already at Island Delphino. I think that Master Hand is giving them a tour of the place."

"Eh, Island Delphino…?" Zelda asked in a perplexed voice, raising an eyebrow.

"Yup!" Peach chimed in. "I think that the Smash Mansion is under construction or something… Master Hand wouldn't say." She rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

That sounds strange…

Zelda tried to ignore the slight pain in her right hand, which usually happened whenever something suspicious was going on. It was hard to miss, however, the golden triangle that was glowing on her hand. She quickly hid her hand behind her back, not wanting to make the others concerned. Zelda looked over to Link and Ganondorf, who had ceased their brawl to look at their hands, which also had glowing triangles. Link and Zelda knowingly exchanged glances, their eyes both expressing: "This can't be good." Her sensitive ears could make out the goddesses whispering above in the Sacred Realm…

Nonetheless, she shrugged nonchalantly. "Who knows?" she tried to sound care-free, and succeeded. Then she added, "Maybe Crazy Hand up to one of his schemes again."

"Yes, no, maybe so," Peach rhymed indifferently.

Finally, the train conductor announced through the speakers that the train was departing, and advised the passengers to buckle up. The three girls sat in their seats to converse.

Zelda rolled her eyes as Peach began to babble on about how exceedingly handsome and brave and, well, princely, Prince Marth was, and then rant about how ridiculous it was that Zelda and Samus both had absolutely no interest in him.

Peach had had an "interest" (more like a crush) on Marth since their first day in Meelee, and she still hadn't been able to form a complete sentence around him. Ah, the things that love does to people...Zelda groaned inwardly.

A/N: W-Well? How was it? The ending was lame, but what about the rest? R&R please! Arigato! ^^