Important Author's Note!! Read This!!
No flames. Don't like it, don't read it. This story is based off of a comic that's already drawn, so nothing is going to be changed, no matter what anyone says. A few other points I should make before you start reading…
-Lucas is named Sammy. Lucas is a sucky name for a cute little boy like him. You'll find out why everyone calls him Sammy by the end.
-The main characters featured in this are Link, Meta Knight, Ness and a couple others such as Kirby, Toon Link, and Sammy. (Haha get used to it! I'm evil like that and I like to rename characters. Points to Lone Wolf story :D)
-To make the tournament equal, I had to get rid of three characters. Peach, Sonic, and Marth were the chosen ones. But don't worry—they still have a place in the story.
-Some character personalities are a bit weird…in other words; Ness talks funny because he does in the game. Seriously, his P.K. Thunder sounds like he's saying, "He gets higher!" and P.K. Flash sounds like "P.K. Fwarsh" or something. So I'm just kind of making fun of his speech impediment…
-I don't really know all the games so some stuff might be off. Oh, and the Meta Knight I go off of is the anime one…plus there's some made up stuff…whatever, I don't know.
-Haha, I probably just lost a couple good readers through those points, didn't I?
If you didn't read all the crap I just spewed, shame on you.
"Hello! And welcome to the 3rd annual Smash Bros. Tournament!" A pretty news reporter spoke into a microphone, standing in front of a giant mansion that looked more like a castle. Leading up to the mansion was a bright red carpet, with ropes on either side to keep out the flood of excited fans from jumping onto the carpet.
"With the red carpet rolled out, the new generation of smashers are calling this…"
SUPER SMASH BROS. BRAWL
"Here come the new arrivals!" Another newscaster shouted above the roar of the crowd.
A jet-black limo pulled up and the door opened. Immediately, cameras could be heard clicking and snapping as multiple pictures were taken off the smashers. A green blur erupted from the limo.
"Eeee! Toon Link is so cute!" A high-pitched shriek burst out.
Indeed, little Link stumbled out from the parked vehicle, holding his blade (that was way too big for him) high above his head.
"There's Olimar!" "I love you, Pit!" More excited screams followed the first. Security doubled to make sure the fan girls didn't swarm the premises.
The reporter from earlier looked at the line of newcomers steadily flowing out from the parked limo. Her eyes gleamed. "Let's see if we can catch one for an interview." She waved her hand for her cameraman to follow and he strode after her. Soon enough, she spotted her prey.
DeDeDe saw the approaching reporter and his eyes sparkled at the thought of being interviewed by this attractive reporter. "Why hello there…" She said sweetly.
Suddenly, she shoved him out of the way. "Sir Meta Knight!" She finished quickly. Meta Knight watched as DeDeDe glared at him and stomped away in a fit.
Meanwhile, the reporter was getting down on her knees to shove the microphone into Meta Knight's face. "How does it feel being one of the shortest smashers?" She questioned, "Are you feeling intimidated?"
"Fool." Meta Knight muttered, for he hated when people made fun of his height. Before the woman could respond, he wrapped his cape around himself and disappeared before their very eyes.
"He disappeared!" The lady squealed excitedly, "Did you get that on tape?"
"Sure did!" Her cameraman responded proudly.
A blonde boy who had been walking behind the masked puffball frowned. "You'll have to excuse Mr. Meta Knight." He apologized to the news crew, "He's not very friendly."
"Aww!" The reported giggled, not listening to a word the boy had been saying. "Aren't you adorable! What's your name?"
"Ma name is Ness…and I have a stowy about tasty tweats."
The blonde looked up to see a little boy with a red hat and a striped shirt trying to climb onto his back and hang over his head.
"Ness, what are you doing?! This is for newcomers ONLY!"
"Hiya Sammy!" He smiled, oblivious to what his friend was yelling.
"Get off! You're not supposed to be here!" "Sammy" scolded, swinging his head around to throw Ness off. In response, Ness shouted, "Weee!"
The reported rolled her eyes and walked away, looking for someone more interesting to interview. Sammy saw her go. Oh no! My big break! Oh well… He sighed inwardly and began to trudge along, Ness still clinging to his shoulders, although he was partly being dragged along the ground.
"Woohoo!" People shouted, flashing cameras all around them. Suddenly, Pokemon Trainer came up behind Sammy, stalking him from a few feet back.
"If you walk a little slower, we can have a nice chat, kid." The creepy trainer whispered. Sammy nearly had a heart attack, and kept on going just as fast, despite Ness still riding on his back.
Meanwhile where the reporter had wandered…
"While the new fighters situate themselves with one another, let's talk to last year's champion…Link! So, Link! How's life?"
"Dangerous." Link said, narrowing his eyes. "I can only stay out here for five minutes before the fan girls pick up my scent."
"Oh my…" The reporter said without any emotion at all. "Hmm…"scent" you say. What do they think you smell like?"
Link lowered his voice. "Well, I'm not supposed to do this during the tournament, but I could turn into a wolf and ask their blood hounds."
The reporter sweatdropped and mumbled something along the lines of, "No…that's fine…" before moving briskly to the next question. "Instead, tell me what you think of the new fighters. Will "Toon" Link provide a challenge?"
Link looked over at his miniature self, who was currently posing for a photo shoot. "I'm really hoping I don't have to fight him. He knows all the benefits of my moves, plus he's faster than me. The only con is that he doesn't have a fairy!"
At the mention of a fairy, a shining blue ball of light burst out of Link's hat and screeched at the top of its lungs, "Hey!" Link looked slightly annoyed.
"Did I say con? I meant pro."
Suddenly, the fairy started bellowing at the top of her little lungs, "HEYLOOKLISTENHEYLOOKLISTENHEYLOOKLISTENHEYLOOKLISTENHEYLOOKLISTEN-!"
"Holy mother of Din, Navi! What. Do. You. WANT?!" Link roared over her constant babbling. Navi paused.
"Watch out." She said quietly.
Link turned around. A pair of vicious looking bloodhounds rounded the corner, eyes fixed on their prey. Link let out a startled yell and scrambled for the nearest door to the mansion, shutting him inside. The hounds paused in disappointment and sniffed the ground expectantly.
A group of fan girls rounded the corner.
"Shoot! He was just here!" One scowled, crossing her arms.
"The tournament's gonna start soon!" Another said happily, bouncing up and down.
"Let's go." A third declared and the mob ran off to find the nearest television.
"The championships will be set up in a tournament order. You lose you're out. The transporter will transport you to and from the stages. Your places in the tournament as well as your room numbers have been decided. Girls on the 2nd floor, boys on the 3rd…so…any questions?" Mario asked, standing on a podium above the entire crowd of smashers.
"Ooh! When do we eat? When do we EAT?!" Ness waved his arm frantically.
"Poyo!" Kirby agreed, hopping up and down.
"There's the room assignments! Lunch is in an hour!" Mario announced, pointing a gloved finger at a wall covered in papers. The contestants crowded around.
"Wook, Sammy, WOOK! We'we togetha!" Ness said happily, smiling at his buddy. The Pokemon Trainer casually shifted towards Sammy.
"I tried to get us together, but it didn't work out…" He hissed, just loud enough for Sammy to hear him. The poor boy shivered.
Meanwhile, Falco was standing with Meta Knight as they observed their placements. Falco started laughing and looked over at the masked knight. "So you're with Pikachu, huh? I heard a funny joke about Pokemon once. Heheh. Why shouldn't you have Pokemon in your house while your taking a shower? They might Pik-at-chu! Harhar!"
Meta Knight scowled as Pikachu let out an annoyed "Pikaaa."
While this was happening, Marth started making a scene, brandishing his sword and calling out loudly, "By my tiara, what felony is this? My name…under the female category?! The foul beast that has committed this crime shalt not life to see-!"
"S-Sorry about-a that error, Marth. It…it-a won't happen again!" A nervous Luigi stammered under the Prince's sharp gaze. After a moment of silence, Marth let out a heavy sigh.
"Whew…I have not lost my honor yet. But I must build back up my dignity…I know!" He raised his sword high above everyone's head. "I shall run out onto the middle of a busy highway intersection!"
With that, he dashed out the mansion doors, shouting, "By troth, I am off!"
"Marth! Waiiit!" Zelda called after him, but he had disappeared. She clasped her hands and sighed. "Looks like he won't be in this years competition either."
Kirby and Jigglypuff were standing by, staring at the list of contestants. "Nana! Popo! Do you know why Peach and Sonic aren't here?" Jigglypuff questioned, bouncing over to them with her puffball friend at her side.
"Peach got kidnapped and taken to the BeanBean Kingdom…" Nana started.
"And Sonic got shot in the head…" Popo continued.
"Again." The both finished in unison.
Lunchtime
"Yaaay!" Some cute smashers cheered, coming into the Dining Hall to find a magnificent feast lay out before them. Ness spotted a delicious-looking cake and ran towards it and proceeded to drool all over it. Mario took his spot at the end of the table. Link strolled over and sat down to his right.
Mario raised a spoon and a glass of wine, tapping it to quiet the excited babble. He cleared his throat and began, "I'd like to propose a toast to all participating in the Super Smash Bros. Tournament this year!"
"To the Smash Bros!" Everyone shouted, raising his or her glasses. "Cheers!"
Suddenly, the red beverages were sucked clean out of their cups. Everyone let go of their glasses and everything, including the plates, silverware, and the various foods, converged to one point on the table.
"Agh! Kirby!" "Someone stop him!"
Jigglypuff reached for her friend. "Kirby. Please-!" She started to say, but his massive vacuum sucked her in. "Eeeek!" She screeched and Kirby stopped with the Pokemon halfway shoved into his mouth. He turned a sickly shade of green and forced her out of his mouth. Then he collapsed, panting, with little X's in his eyes.
"Sooo…anyone up for sandwiches?" Someone said, a little farther down the table.
Before anyone could bring in more food, a servant came over to Mario and Link at the end of the table. "Mario, Link, you're needed outside. The news would like a small press conference before the tournament starts."
"Mamamiya!" Mario gasped.
"What?!" Link said, astounded. "But we just got here!" His stomach rumbled loudly in agreement. He looked ready to protest, but Mario placed his large hand on the Hylian's shoulder. "Come on, Link." He told him, "Let's-a go."
"Very well." The butler said happily, moving down the line of chairs until he reached two young boys. "More wine, young sirs?" He offered.
"Hit meh!" Ness shouted, his face looking very red.
"N…Ness!" Sammy said in amazement. "Just because our parents aren't here does NOT mean you can take advantage of drinking!"
"Y'aight, Sammy!" He drawled, waving a hand in acknowledgement. "I shundt gawn awwt drinkin!"
Great. Sammy thought, rolling his eyes. Now I can't understand him at ALL!
Toon Link then stumbled over to where Ness and Sammy were sitting. "Ness!" He said, holding up two bottles (one of wine and one of Lon Lon milk). "Let's see who can drink the most without passing out!"
"YEAH!!" Ness squealed.
Then they started singing in a slurred speech. "First you draw a circle. Cirrrcle. Draw a circleee!"
"Poyo!" Kirby giggled at his anime song being sung.
"Come on guys! The tournament is starting!" Someone shouted from the gathering room, forcing the boys to halt the contest and come running in to watch the TV. They all gathered around the wide screen. It wasn't long until a reporter appeared on it.
"It's finally time to witness the traditional first battle held in the grand stadium itself!" A picture of Link and Mario showed up on the screen. A line shot down, cutting them in half. Then a big VS appeared, wreathed in flame.
Everyone cheered, as the voice droned on. "This will be an interesting match. 1st year champion Mario will be facing last year's champion Link."
The two appeared in the middle of the stadium and everyone went insane—even the smashers, crammed inside their one room.
"Are the fighters ready…?" A deep voice boomed, "Let the match begin!"
"My plan…begins now."
End of the first chapter…I know it seems like any old boring mansion tournament, but it'll get much better from here on out. I promise! Please stick with it and leave a nice review.