A/N: YAY!!! IT BEGINS!!
Link: IT'S THE SEQUAL OF THE SEQUAL!!!
Marth: THE END OF THE TRILOGY!!!!
This time Link and Marth are narrating!
Link: YEAH!!
Marth: Here comes the first chapter!
Super Smash League III: Chapter 1: It's Finally Begun
Finally, after all the catastrophe, the tournament was going as planned.
After two attempts of murder and getting rid of two wrong-doers, the Smashers were glad to get to practicing. Link and Marth, who were the victims of the near-deaths, tried to put it behind them. They all focused on the tournament, practicing their hearts out. A month had passed so far, and everyone was getting better and better. Let's go to one of the arenas. . .
"HA! Gotcha!"
"Fox, you punk! Take this!"
*SLASH!*
"OW! Alright, that's it, Roy, now you're gonna get it!"
"Oh, I'm shivering in my boots!"
"I'll fricken GIVE you a reason to be afraid!"
A voice came on the intercom. "Cut the trash talk, guys! You're losing time!"
The two resumed their practice match on the Corneria arena. Finally, the time ran out, and Fox was the winner. They teleported back into one of the teleporter rooms, where Link stood watching.
"Good job, you guys."
"Yeah, whatever." said Roy unenthusiastically.
"Hey, don't worry, Roy, you'll get better. You just have to keep trying."
"I've BEEN trying for the past month!"
"And you've gotten better since then, right?"
This silenced Roy. Link was right- He HAD gotten better since the beginning of the tournament. He learned just how reckless he really was, and learned to use more strategy in his fights instead of just running in and slashing.
"You've still got another month ahead of you, Roy," assured Fox. "you have plenty of time to get better."
Roy looked up at the two and lightened up a bit, smiling. "Thanks, guys."
"Not a prob." Link playfully nudged him. "Just drop the negative attitude and you'll do fine. You may even get the title from me!" He added a sly smile.
Roy lightly laughed. "Fat chance of that happening. . ."
"See, there's your negative attitude again!" Fox elbowed him. "Come on, Roy, lighten up, will ya?"
"I was just joking! Geez. . ."
"Oh, sorry."
"Say, where's Marth?" Link asked.
"He's off training with Zelda." answered Roy.
"Shall we go watch?"
"Eh, why not? I could do with a good laugh."
"Shut up, Fox."
"Sorry. . ."
~*~
"Whoa! Ouch!"
"You have to be a bit faster, Marth."
"If you would just stay still. . ."
"Your opponent won't be staying still during the tournament."
Marth ignored this and ran in to attack Zelda. They were battling on the Onett arena. Zelda smiled smugly and jumped up. Marth landed ungracefully and left him wide open. One of the cars crashed into him, knocking him out. The battle was over. They teleported back to find Link, Roy, and Fox.
"Oh, hello, guys!" Zelda greeted them.
"How's training going?" asked Link.
"Terrible. . ." sighed Marth. "I'm too slow! It's so damn frustrating!"
"Maybe that's just the way your are," said Fox. "Everyone has some sort of weakness. I'm light, Link's a bit slow. . ."
"I know!" Marth snapped, frustrated. "But I can't be like this! I have to shape up!"
"Marth. . ."
"No, forget it. Just. . . forget it." He stormed away, leaving the three guys confused.
"What was that all about?" asked Fox.
Zelda sighed. "He's been frustrated for the longest time, and I can't really help him because I don't wield a sword. It may help if one of you two help him out." She was referring to Link and Roy.
"Well, he. . . never really asked. . ." Link shrugged his shoulders. "I can help him out. Let me go get him. . ."
"It's five minutes to six, Link. The arenas will close soon." stated Zelda.
"Yeah, you don't want to get locked in one like last year!" Fox snickered.
Roy turned to Link, shocked. "You got locked in an arena!?"
Link's face turned red with embarrassment. "Well, yeah. . . But Fox was stuck in there with me!"
"No, I wa. . . Oh, wait, yeah I was. . . Oops. . ."
The other two laughed in amusement. Link and Fox glared at them for a moment, but then gave in and laughed as well.
"Yeah, I remember that," chuckled Link. "We were stuck in the Pokemon Stadium from 6pm to 8am. Couldn't get to sleep cause the arena wouldn't stop changing."
"That is, until I found the off switch!" Fox boasted.
"I found the off switch, genius."
". . . . . . . Oh, yeah. . ."
They all laughed.
"Well, anyways, I'll go talk to Marth about training."
"I'm sure he'd appreciate that." said Roy.
"Well, what about you, Roy?" asked Zelda.
"Oh, I'm working with Fox. I find that practicing with a quick fighter helps develop my speed."
"Oh, well, everyone has their own way of practicing. . ."
"I'll go find Marth. See you guys later." Link left the room. He walked down the hall for a bit until he found Marth leaning against the wall, silent.
"Hey, Marth." Link greeted him, leaning on the wall next to him. Marth pulled up his view, slightly startled.
"Hey," He softly replied. He then looked up at Link with apologetic blue eyes. "Sorry about blowing up like that. I usually don't do that. . ."
"I know it gets frustrating when you can't move with your desired speed. I mean, I could be faster if I didn't have all this equipment weighing me down."
"No, I mean. . . I've been much faster before. . ."
"Yeah, I know, I've been a little rusty lately too. . ."
Marth's eyes widened in horror. "Do you think it was. . .?"
"No, I don't it was the orb. . ." Link looked up at Marth, who still looked worried. "Marth, I know how you feel. I'm scared too. . . But we have to put it behind us. . . It won't happen again, I assure you. They took the orb out of the system, right?"
"Yeah."
"Right. So. . . Try not to worry about it, okay?"
Marth nodded slowly and a comforted smile crossed his lips.
A/N: Pretty nifty, huh?
Link: Ha, ha! You're a worry wart!
Marth: Shut up, punk! *starts chasing Link*
Link: AHHH!!! *runs away*
_._; Weirdoes. . . Anyways, Review peoples!
Link: IT'S THE SEQUAL OF THE SEQUAL!!!
Marth: THE END OF THE TRILOGY!!!!
This time Link and Marth are narrating!
Link: YEAH!!
Marth: Here comes the first chapter!
Super Smash League III: Chapter 1: It's Finally Begun
Finally, after all the catastrophe, the tournament was going as planned.
After two attempts of murder and getting rid of two wrong-doers, the Smashers were glad to get to practicing. Link and Marth, who were the victims of the near-deaths, tried to put it behind them. They all focused on the tournament, practicing their hearts out. A month had passed so far, and everyone was getting better and better. Let's go to one of the arenas. . .
"HA! Gotcha!"
"Fox, you punk! Take this!"
*SLASH!*
"OW! Alright, that's it, Roy, now you're gonna get it!"
"Oh, I'm shivering in my boots!"
"I'll fricken GIVE you a reason to be afraid!"
A voice came on the intercom. "Cut the trash talk, guys! You're losing time!"
The two resumed their practice match on the Corneria arena. Finally, the time ran out, and Fox was the winner. They teleported back into one of the teleporter rooms, where Link stood watching.
"Good job, you guys."
"Yeah, whatever." said Roy unenthusiastically.
"Hey, don't worry, Roy, you'll get better. You just have to keep trying."
"I've BEEN trying for the past month!"
"And you've gotten better since then, right?"
This silenced Roy. Link was right- He HAD gotten better since the beginning of the tournament. He learned just how reckless he really was, and learned to use more strategy in his fights instead of just running in and slashing.
"You've still got another month ahead of you, Roy," assured Fox. "you have plenty of time to get better."
Roy looked up at the two and lightened up a bit, smiling. "Thanks, guys."
"Not a prob." Link playfully nudged him. "Just drop the negative attitude and you'll do fine. You may even get the title from me!" He added a sly smile.
Roy lightly laughed. "Fat chance of that happening. . ."
"See, there's your negative attitude again!" Fox elbowed him. "Come on, Roy, lighten up, will ya?"
"I was just joking! Geez. . ."
"Oh, sorry."
"Say, where's Marth?" Link asked.
"He's off training with Zelda." answered Roy.
"Shall we go watch?"
"Eh, why not? I could do with a good laugh."
"Shut up, Fox."
"Sorry. . ."
~*~
"Whoa! Ouch!"
"You have to be a bit faster, Marth."
"If you would just stay still. . ."
"Your opponent won't be staying still during the tournament."
Marth ignored this and ran in to attack Zelda. They were battling on the Onett arena. Zelda smiled smugly and jumped up. Marth landed ungracefully and left him wide open. One of the cars crashed into him, knocking him out. The battle was over. They teleported back to find Link, Roy, and Fox.
"Oh, hello, guys!" Zelda greeted them.
"How's training going?" asked Link.
"Terrible. . ." sighed Marth. "I'm too slow! It's so damn frustrating!"
"Maybe that's just the way your are," said Fox. "Everyone has some sort of weakness. I'm light, Link's a bit slow. . ."
"I know!" Marth snapped, frustrated. "But I can't be like this! I have to shape up!"
"Marth. . ."
"No, forget it. Just. . . forget it." He stormed away, leaving the three guys confused.
"What was that all about?" asked Fox.
Zelda sighed. "He's been frustrated for the longest time, and I can't really help him because I don't wield a sword. It may help if one of you two help him out." She was referring to Link and Roy.
"Well, he. . . never really asked. . ." Link shrugged his shoulders. "I can help him out. Let me go get him. . ."
"It's five minutes to six, Link. The arenas will close soon." stated Zelda.
"Yeah, you don't want to get locked in one like last year!" Fox snickered.
Roy turned to Link, shocked. "You got locked in an arena!?"
Link's face turned red with embarrassment. "Well, yeah. . . But Fox was stuck in there with me!"
"No, I wa. . . Oh, wait, yeah I was. . . Oops. . ."
The other two laughed in amusement. Link and Fox glared at them for a moment, but then gave in and laughed as well.
"Yeah, I remember that," chuckled Link. "We were stuck in the Pokemon Stadium from 6pm to 8am. Couldn't get to sleep cause the arena wouldn't stop changing."
"That is, until I found the off switch!" Fox boasted.
"I found the off switch, genius."
". . . . . . . Oh, yeah. . ."
They all laughed.
"Well, anyways, I'll go talk to Marth about training."
"I'm sure he'd appreciate that." said Roy.
"Well, what about you, Roy?" asked Zelda.
"Oh, I'm working with Fox. I find that practicing with a quick fighter helps develop my speed."
"Oh, well, everyone has their own way of practicing. . ."
"I'll go find Marth. See you guys later." Link left the room. He walked down the hall for a bit until he found Marth leaning against the wall, silent.
"Hey, Marth." Link greeted him, leaning on the wall next to him. Marth pulled up his view, slightly startled.
"Hey," He softly replied. He then looked up at Link with apologetic blue eyes. "Sorry about blowing up like that. I usually don't do that. . ."
"I know it gets frustrating when you can't move with your desired speed. I mean, I could be faster if I didn't have all this equipment weighing me down."
"No, I mean. . . I've been much faster before. . ."
"Yeah, I know, I've been a little rusty lately too. . ."
Marth's eyes widened in horror. "Do you think it was. . .?"
"No, I don't it was the orb. . ." Link looked up at Marth, who still looked worried. "Marth, I know how you feel. I'm scared too. . . But we have to put it behind us. . . It won't happen again, I assure you. They took the orb out of the system, right?"
"Yeah."
"Right. So. . . Try not to worry about it, okay?"
Marth nodded slowly and a comforted smile crossed his lips.
A/N: Pretty nifty, huh?
Link: Ha, ha! You're a worry wart!
Marth: Shut up, punk! *starts chasing Link*
Link: AHHH!!! *runs away*
_._; Weirdoes. . . Anyways, Review peoples!