Hey! This is my first story so I hope you guys enjoy!

The Start of the Smash

"I'm not sure this is worth it…"

Marth stared blankly at Ike.

"Not worth it!? Are you kidding? If we win this we get 5 million dollars!"

"But is it worth nearly getting blown up!" Ike screamed

"We're not going to get blown up! It's perfectly safe. Just a good old fashion fighting tournament. And don't forget we get to live in a mansion for the next 6 months!" Marth got so carried away with his dream that he lost his footing and tripped right into a lamp post. Blood started oozing out of his nose.

"See! Tha- that's a sign! Im sure of it" but in the end Ike couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Shut up! It's not funny!" He said with an embarrassed look spread all across his face.

The main hall of the mansion stretched out wide. When empty this room would be the most loneliest place around but not tonight as the hall was roaring with people making conversation. A massive square table sat in the middle covered in snacky foods and beverages.

Marth and Ike slowly made their way into this vast room and observed all those around them.

"Well its lucky we came together so we wont be lonely" Ike exclaimed. He turned to look at Marth.. err well I suppose now it was a wall… Marth was scurrying along to a large crowd of people.

"Crap…"

"Hey guys!" Marth shouted with a big grin on his face.

"EXCUSE ME!! I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A SENTENCE!" A voice screamed into Marths ear.

"Peach… No one cares if you were going to buy the pink shoes or the yellow shoes" The blue hedgehog rolled his eyes.

"Well for your information I was deciding between pink and green shoes but as I am a princess and I am rich, I bought both!"

"Tumbleweed…"

"Oh shut up Sonic you prick"

(Hehe! Get it?)

"Anyway... What's your name? Sonic asked a rather confused Marth

"Marth"

Marth looked at everyone in the crowd, many of whom stood in silence and awkwardness as they did know anyone around them. But suddenly out of no where a small... Err pink thing... jumped onto Marth's head. Marth ran around screaming then tripped over many ribbons. He laid there watching the stars float around his head before he finally came back to reality. When he did he instantly saw that same pink blob stand in front of him.

"Hiiiiii!" It said.

"What the hell is that thing!?" Marth screamed.

The life was taken out of the hall as everyone stared at Marth sprawled out on the floor with many types of decorations wrapped around him. The silence eventually came to laughter.

Marth, as quick as he could, ran to the hall doors. After repeatedly tripping over numerous things. He slammed the doors. He slowly started to walk away from the mansion but a voice cried out his name.

"Marth! Where are you going?"

"Oh… Ike. Maybe you were right. It's not worth it."

"Don't be ridiculous, so you got off to a bad start. It can't get any worse. You were the once convincing me to come here."

"I'll think about it." He said and then walked off before Ike could say anything else

Ike stumbled back into the hall. Still desperate to make friends. He spotted a guy wearing green all over. He was swinging his sword around looking rather bored. Ike continually watched him. The guy in green sat on his own for a long time now. But Ike, being very shy, couldn't find the confidence to attempt to make friends. He gradually stepped close to him but their eyes never met.

"Nice sword" Ike stuttered

"thanks," He replied "Link"

"Huh?"

"My name is Link"

"Oh right. I'm Ike" his eyes were set on the floor as he's shyness took over. "so why aren't you talking to anyone? Did you come on your own?"

"Nah. I came with here with Zelda. She's over there" He pointed towards a girl with long hair and a beautiful dress. "But there's no ways I'm talking to a bunch of girls."

Ike and Link both laughed and talked for ages but were interrupted by a loud booming voice which seemed to come from nowhere. Many eyes searched the room until speakers were spotted near the ceiling. The voice had no personality and was very bland.

"Welcome… AND PREPARE TO DIE!!"

Everyone stood in confusion. A couple of people screamed including Kirby and even Peach fainted.

"Nah. I'm just kidding." Life came into the voice.

Peach came back to consciousness.

"WHAT THE HELL!?"

"Welcome brawlers to the brawl mansion. With in these 6 months I will set out tasks or fights for you to do. However these tasks are not what they seem. Now please look at your designated rooms on the notice board."

Zelda and Samus were the first to look at the board.

"Shit…" Samus said quietly "we're with Peach."

At that instant Peach popped up behind them. "Wow girls! This is going to be fun!"

Samus kicked Peach in the stomach and she flew across the room and landed on snake. Flames lit in snakes eyes and he got out his rocket launcher and shot into any random direction. The rocket curved and shot out through the doors and into the street.

Meanwhile out on the streets, Marth was walking down a long road. He was fairly depressed. But out of no where a rocket came roaring down the road behind him. Marth let out a girlish scream and started running for his life.

Snake hid in his cardboard box and Zelda and Samus were giggling uncontrollably. A girls cry was echoing around the room but no one could tell where the cries were coming from, but all they knew was it was getting closer

Marth kept running but the rocket followed him. Marth saw an open door. He ran towards the opening and did a forward roll into it. Marth got up and saw the brawlers standing there. The rocket zoomed over Marths head. Kirby stared at the rocket with a craving for food. He jumped up into the air and the rocket flew into his mouth. Kirby landed on the floor looking chuffed.

"He's going to blow!" a voice shouted.

"Everyone out!" another screamed

Peach tripped over and fell on her face. "I can't run in these shoes!"

Sonic laughed at her before running into a wall.

They all hid behind tables and anything else they could find then waited for an explosion. Nothing happened. Kirby sat down and gave a large burp and then giggled to himself