Roy felt the wind fly right out of his lungs as the Wire Frame's fists collided into his stomach. Flying through the air, he landed and skidded across the ground, ending up right next to Mewtwo, who already had some battle wounds. Nearby, Dr. Mario was busy fighting off Wire Frames AND trying to patch up poor Pichu, who nearly had his arm torn off.
Wiping some blood off his lips, Roy shouted, "Dammit! Why the hell are we fighting these guys? Shouldn't Master Hand have come in and taken us back to the mansion? What's going on?" This was supposed to have been a normal 15-minute Melee; so far, it had been three hours since the carnage began.
"I know what you mean...I've already taken alot of damage..." Mewtwo said in a raspy voice. One of his arms was hanging lifelessly at his side; Roy immediately realized that it was broken. Before he could say anything, though, the psychic pokemon dashed back into battle.
Roy picked himself up off the ground and tried to swing his sword. Instead, it just fell to the floor and blood began to seep down the sides of his arms. 'Crap...my arms are numb...' Roy thought in despair. Pushing through the pain, he lifted his sword again and charged at the group of Wire Frames beating down on Mewtwo.
"RRRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!!"
Roy dug the tip of his blade into the head of a Wire Frame, completely obliterating it. Swinging his sword furiously, Roy brought down several more Wire Frames. Eventually, Roy finally reached Mewtwo, who was lying on the ground in a puddle of his own blood. The wise and powerful pokemon's eyes had glazed over...and he had stopped moving.
Roy reached down slowly and gently touched Mewtwo's cheek; it was as cold as ice. Spinning around, he saw two more dead bodies: Dr. Mario and Pichu. Roy's breathing began to quicken as he thought about how he had just witnessed three of his friends die right before his eyes. Suddenly, he recalled there had been ANOTHER who was sent into this madness...
'YOUNG LINK! WHERE IS HE?' Roy thought, his heart pounding like crazy. Just as he was about to search for the young fighter, a piercing scream filled the air. Then...a bloody object flew through the air and landed near Roy's feet. Picking it up, he saw that it was Young Link's Kokiri Sword, stained in fresh blood.
Roy closed his eyes and screamed, "WHAT...WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"
Meanwhile, in a dimension seperate from the norm, Master Hand and his twin brother Crazy Hand were watching the horrific battle on a large display screen. "So..." Crazy Hand asked, "It seems that only one of them have been able to survive. None of them ever realized we had changed the setting to a 'Cruel Melee' during their fights, and had brought the difficulty to 'Intense'. Do you believe they still have what it takes to be featured in the Brawl?"
Master Hand brought up a menu screen with a snap of his fingers and began inputting a code. Sighing, he said, "Dr. Mario...Pichu...Mewtwo...Young Link...Roy...they do not have what it takes to be true Smashers. Although Roy is the only one still left alive, I am going to end this now...I'm starting to feel ill from all the blood and gore..."
After a few more numbers punched in, Master Hand issued the Wire Frames' final command: 'FINISH THEM'. Both magical talking gloves stared at the screen for a few moments, and then a loud pained screech filled the room, and then...silence.
The battle was over, and the blood-drenched Wire Frames were victorious...