Okay. This is my 3rd fanfic. It might not be that great. Flames are welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Smash Brothers Brawl.
NOTE: Sheik and Zelda are different people in this story.
Chapter 1: Joining the Brawl
Marth, prince of Altea, was sitting on his throne when all of a sudden, a strong gale started to blow. Marth had to clutch the armrests of the throne he was sitting in to stay upright, and closed his eyes, not wanting anything to fly into them. As fast as it had started, the ferocious wind abruptly stopped. Marth slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He observed that he was in a room, and that there were faint sounds of sword fighting. A girl dressed in pink swiftly opened the door, making him flinch.
"Hello! My name is Princess Peach. And you are Prince Marth of Altea, correct?" Peach asked, her voice full of friendliness. Marth could only nod his head, still comprehending what had happened in the last minute. "W-Why am I here?" he asked. He wasn't very good at socializing; he almost never saw anyone back home. Peach giggled lightly, and responded, "You have been invited to join Super Smash Brothers Brawl. If you choose to join, you will have to battle a competitor. If you lose the match, you go back home. If you win, you are accepted into the brawl. Do you wish to join?" Marth thought for a moment, contemplating whether to agree or not. He spoke softly and slowly, "I-I wish to join. Who am I fighting?" Peach nodded and smiled. "You will be fighting Mario. Just exit this room, and the platform will be there. Good luck!" Marth nodded. "Thank you," he mumbled. Peach smiled. She waved goodbye to Marth and left the room.
Marth stood up, brushed himself off, and walked towards the door. He grabbed the golden doorknob and pulled it towards him. Light flooded his eyes. He blinked, getting used to the lighting, and proceeded to walk forward. He stepped onto the platform, facing a somewhat stout man. He had a brown moustache and wore a red cap with the letter 'M' on his head. So this must be Mario, my opponent. Marth thought. He sheathed his narrow sword. "Marth, prince of Altea, VS. Mario. Ready? GO!" a booming voice yelled through a megaphone.
Mario raced towards Marth, pelting him with fireballs. Marth ducked to the side, dodging the flaming orbs. He then sprang forward and stabbed at the plumber in red. Mario sidestepped, but still got hit in the shoulder with the sword. Mario flung his yellow cape at his opponent, catching the prince in its grasp. The blue swordfighter quickly ducked to get out of the cape and lunged out at Mario, hitting him in the leg. Marth lunged again, this time knocking Mario off the stage in a strong blow. "Marth has won against Mario. He is now accepted into the brawl," the booming voice said.