Believe in yourself
I do not own Super Smash Bros Brawl or any of the characters portrayed within it. All I own is this piece of fictional work. This story WILL be yaoi (Eventually) so if you don't like, don't read! This is also my first story so please review (Be gentle) and tell me what you think. Enjoy!
Story Pairings – Fox and Sonic, Wolf and Lucario.
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I dodged past the figure, feeling a rush of air as his sword sliced where I was standing just seconds before. I had to put distance between us; as long as I stayed out of range I would be safe. I turned and ran across the platform that was floating, seemingly unsupported, above the great black abyss. A rainbow coloured orb emblazoned with two stripes appeared in the centre of the platform, I drew my blaster and took aim, firing several shots at the orb, my shots missed and before my brain had time to react the figure had already smashed open the orb, his body becoming enveloped in a glowing aura. I didn't even have a chance to reach for my reflector before I saw his sword point into the sky, the tip gleaming from some unknown light source, he charged forward with godly speed, slamming into me with so much force to send me catapulting off of the platform. There was nothing I could do except surrender to my fate. It felt as if an eternity had passed, the darkness around boring into me. It was everything until a loud voice echoed through the area.
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"GAME!"
Fox opened his eyes, finding that he was lying on the floor in an expansive room with multiple panels spread over the walls, floor and ceiling. He looked up and saw the figure he was just fighting, he had his hand outstretched and a warm smile was on his face.
Fox took the figures hand, groaning slightly as he was helped to his feet. It took a moment for him to regain his composure; it was not long until the figure spoke.
"Good fight Fox. You're always a challenge"
Fox smiled as he heard these words, turning his head to stare into the face of the man standing before him he spoke.
"Come on Marth, you act like I'm an almighty fighter. We both know that I'm not"
Marth was the figures name. He was of a tall and slender build but he carried surprising strength despite his appearances. He was garbed in a set of regal clothes lightly tinted blue to match his hair, a striking dark blue. On his waist sat a sword in its sheathe, encrusted with rubies and emeralds, he had named this sword Falchion.
"Modest words for someone who actually won the last tournament. Albeit just barely"
Marth was by no means brutal in his combat styles, he was more elegant and graceful when in the heat of battle, but the last tournament brought out his darker side, which in turn inspired a more deadly Marth.
FLASHBACK (Marths Thoughts)
Standing upon the edge of the arena I looked up into the abyss, my opponent was struggling to get back to the stage. How pitiful, he barely put a fight and I've already launched him away. I am going to end this now.
FLASHBACK (Foxs Thoughts)
Marth was waiting there, edgeguarding against me. He was determined to win; I managed to grasp hold of the side of the stage though, just barely holding on, my grip weakening. It was now or never…
-PRESENT-
They were both lost in their own little world, eyes glazing over from reminiscing the memories. Fox broke the silence; he could not stand it anymore. It made him feel… lonely.
"It was just…" Foxs expression fell from his usual cheery demeanour into a depressing sorry excuse
"Major luck on my part, we both knew you're more skilled" finished Fox with a slightly bitter tone, he knew it was true but that still didn't mean he had to like admitting it.
"Be that as it may Fox you shouldn't let yourself feel inadequate, in the end, you beat me." Marth reached out and gave Foxs shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
"I take my leave of you now"
Turning to leave Marth heard Fox fiddling with the control panel embedded into the wall, shortly followed by the familiar clunking of the fighting alloys.
"Determined as always" Marth though to himself as he walked out of the training area.
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A pair of state of the art luxury cruise buses rolled through a peaceful country lane taking the secluded route to the Smash Mansion. Onboard the first bus were a diverse bunch of people. One was a tall and strong mercenary with blue hair who was currently twirling his sword around looking bored, another was a timid young blonde boy, he felt intimidated by the people around him and was sitting on his own twirling his thumbs, jumping out of his skin at the slightest noise, another was what appeared to be a miniature spaceman just barely a few inches tall, he was sat apparently singing to a plant in his arms. The most distinguishable newcomer though was the blue hedgehog lying down at the back of the bus, snoring loudly. This hedgehog was named after his one most distinguishable trait, speed. Capable of breaking the sound barrier it was only fitting he was appropriately named.
Sonic the Hedgehog.
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"YESZ, YESZ, YESZ, YESZ, YESZ!" Screamed a tall man dressed in blue snug-fitting racing suit, he was wearing a red racing helmet and a trademark yellow scarf.
"JAY! Will you shut the fuck up?!" screamed another passenger, the voice belonged to the wolf who was lying outstretched on the couch, apparently content with watching whatever rubbish reruns were on the television.
The wolf was wearing a varied assortment of combat gear with what seemed to be an arsenal of spikes on his shoulders and kneecaps, he was wearing a headset that covered his left eye, or to be more specific his left scarred-and-useless-eye. Some people might recognise him, some might not, the majority of the people didn't recognise him, barely anyone had heard of Wolf O'Donnell here.
"Come on! Show me ya moves!" screamed Jay.
This broke Wolfs nerve, making him scream at the top of his lungs.
"WILL YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!?"
Jay looked over at Wolf, flashing him a cheeky smile. They held eye contact for a second before Jay spoke.
"Sorry, I was practicing my taunts, gotta keep them in top shape. Oh and remember, it's 'Captain Falcon', not Jay"
Wolf glared at him for a moment before rolling his good eye.
"Oh how could I forget…" he said, not bothering to mask the sarcasm in his voice.
Captain Falcon decided to stretch him muscles instead and Wolf laid out again, all was content until they heard a voice resonating throughout the bus.
"Jigglypuff…"
Captain Falcon looked around alarmed
"Ah shit, not again"
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Fox rolled dodging a kick from the oncoming green alloy, peppering it with blaster shots, a movement in the corner of his eye alerted him to the blue alloy lunging for him, he managed to dodge the alloy… falling right into the grasp of the yellow alloy that was holding back. Fox knew it was over; he saw the red alloy approaching him and braced himself for what was about to come. The red alloy balled its hand into a fist, bringing it forward with alarming speed. The fist connected with Foxs face, smashing clean into his muzzle spraying blood everywhere.
Fox couldn't hold the tears back; the pain was just too great. The tears were flowing freely, mixing with his blood, the solution making an utter mess of his fur. The alloy pulled its fist back and struck again, this time punching him in the gut, Fox felt one of his ribs crack. The last thought that went through Foxs mind before he blacked out from the pain.
"Why wont you accept me Falco?"
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And here we are, my first chapter complete!
Fox – What the hell? Am I dead? What's going on!
Me – Course you're not dead, you're one of the main characters…
Fox – Oh, that's alright then. And anyway, what's Wolf doing in this story, and why the hell is my last thought about Falco!?
Me – You'll see, be patient
Wolf – Yeah Fox. You'll see, be patient
Me - *Smacks Wolf* Shush, you're meant to be a wolf, not a parrot
Fox - *Snickers*
Me - Anyway, please rate and review! Hopefully I'll get around to writing another chapter for this…