WARNING: This is a whump fanfic with Falco as the victim, so there will be bondage, torture, and blood. Read at your own risk…

Disclaimer: I don't own Super Smash Bros. or its characters.

Caged Bird

Chapter 1

It was morning at the Smash Castle. The sun soaked the trees and the castle with its bright sunrays, and the small animals that were in the forest near the castle had just woken up to get ready to find their meals. All of the other Smashers were sleeping…except for me.

I was training in the training grounds, kicking, spinning, and shooting targets. I was usually the first one to wake up (early bird gets the worm, they said), and since I lost that fight against Link in the last Smash Tournament, I had to practice so I can beat him.

Link and I were good friends after the Melee Tournament finished. Besides McCloud, he was the first person to talk to me when I first entered the Smash Castle. Of course, I was dismissive of him, but when we were forced to fight together against Marth and Roy, we both realized that we make a deadly combo. When we won the tournament, I started to get to know him better. He seemed to be from the medieval times, with swords in place of Blasters, paper letters in place of e-mails, and other sorts of crap. He also seemed to be friendly…a bit TOO friendly for my tastes, so I decided to watch him so he won't be a gullible klutz. He also didn't mind me just throwing insults at his face, even when I wasn't joking; he usually either gave me a good comeback or he just shrugged it off like it was nothing. When we were in the battlefield, though, neither of us held back, so you could refer to us as friendly rivals at that. I liked the guy, even though I couldn't admit that to McCloud or anyone else.

While I was training, I heard a strange whoosh from the bushes. I quickly turned to search for the source of the sound, but I saw nothing. Keeping my guard up, I growled, "Who's there?"

There was no answer. Gazing my surroundings again, I just shrugged. Probably just some wind… I thought. I then went back to training.

I didn't notice someone behind me until I was grabbed and lifted up.

"HEY!" I cried in surprise, struggling against someone's grip, "Let GO!"

No matter how much I struggled, I couldn't get free. This person seemed to be taller than me, since he lifted me up so I couldn't touch the ground with my toes. He also appeared to be stronger than me, since he didn't even move an inch when I squirmed against his grip.

I kicked him in the nuts and he cried out in pain, thus loosening his grip on me. I quickly turned to face him, but before I could even see what his face looked like, someone else grabbed me from behind. That's when I realized that I was outnumbered two to one.

Before I could even kick for freedom, a wet cloth suddenly covered my whole beak. I started to struggle harder, kicking my legs with panic, but the person who I kicked in the nuts had grabbed my legs and held them still.

"MMPH!" I cried, realizing that there was no way I can escape. I then began to feel sleepy.

Ch-chloroform…? I thought, and I slowly closed my eyes, and then there were darkness…