It was a peaceful night at first. Why would it not be?

There were no matches scheduled that night, so everyone was taking a well-deserved break. Even the assist trophies were enjoying some down time. Well, Lyn was too angry to be enjoying any down time, and Peach was talking to Primrose, but everyone else, except for one other person, was at ease.

Samus was walking in her favorite corridor, looking at the moon through the window. She had not had a very good day. Not only had she lost in her match against Ganondorf, but Pikachu's food had run out, forcing her to go to the store, her Power Suit had malfunctioned, and she'd caught Snake cheating on her with Lyn. Well, that was the worst thing that had happened that day. At least Lyn hadn't known that Snake had had a girlfriend and had kicked him in the balls when she found out. Snake had been in pain all day.

Even so, it definitely was not one of her better days. Not even Pikachu could've calmed her down at the moment, and he was the only one who could calm her down when she got this way. Dear Pikachu. He'd even offered to torture Snake to death via electricity, but Samus had told him no. She wanted to get revenge on Snake herself. And she'd loved him, too. How she'd loved him! How he'd seemed to love her! However, asking Lyn later about it, it seemed that Snake had been unfaithful to Samus for a very long time.

Ah, how calming the moon looked tonight. Samus was calmed by the moonlight; it reminded her of all of the moons and all of the planets that she'd seen in her quests. The moon was always there for her, even when no one else was. Since the two had met in the Subspace Bomb Factory, however, she'd turned to Pikachu for solace whenever she felt particular pain, as the little Pokémon was always there to comfort her. Whenever she woke up in tears from a nightmare, he'd always snuggle into her outstretched arms, wrapping his own front paws around her neck, where he'd rub his head against her chin just the slightest bit, sending electrical jolts to each tear, before telling her (she was one of the few who understood his unique language) that it was just a nightmare, and that it would all be okay. The odd thing was that he was supposedly the smaller one, the one that would usually being comforted, yet he was often Samus' only solace when she had nightmares. Even when she was dating Snake, she much preferred to seek out Pikachu for comfort. And he preferred that as well. The two had complete trust in one another, and Pikachu had almost a fanatical devotion to his beloved Samus.

But he wasn't there for her tonight. Pikachu was currently sleeping on her pillow. This worked for two purposes; Pikachu got a nice place to sleep while Samus was out, and when she returned, she had a warm pillow.

Samus had wanted some alone time tonight. It had been a hard day for her. It was fun to just look at the moon in peace, anyway. In peace, without distractions.

If there had been any distractions, Samus might not have noticed the shape that flew in front of the moon.

She looked at it in confusion. It was much too big to be a bat, the wrong shape for one of the Hands (yes, the two hands loved flying at night), and to fast to be Meta Ridley. As Samus watched it, she realized in shock that it was heading for Smash Mansion. Very quickly.

Whatever it was, she'd have to warn Master Hand.

However, no sooner had she thought this when she felt a massive finger touch her back.

She jumped with a scream and turned around to see not Master but Crazy Hand.

"Samus, don't be so scared to see me!" laughed Crazy Hand. "What am I, a monster?"
Samus almost felt the urge to smile. Crazy Hand had originally been Master Hand's main rival. However, he'd mended his ways and was now Master Hand's dearest friend and left hand, literally. He did think differently than the others, but was quite smart. As a matter of fact, he was called "Crazy" because of his fighting style, not his personality style.

"Crazy, I just saw something," she began slowly. "It's heading towards the mansion. And I don't think it's friendly."

"Mmm?" Crazy Hand asked. "Why wouldn't it be?"
Samus shook her head. Crazy Hand asked far more questions than Master Hand did. Sometimes, that was a good thing. However, Samus was increasingly becoming worried that this wasn't a good thing this time. The more she thought about it, the more the strange thing out in the sky made her think of something. Something that she'd tried to blot out of her mind since her parents' deaths…

All a once, it clicked for her. She remembered something about that night. And she knew what was flying towards the mansion. Well, she suspected, anyway.

"Samus! You're as white as a sheet, what's wrong?" Crazy Hand asked, alarmed.

"Crazy! We have to warn the Smashers! The thing that's coming towards us is-"

BOOM!

"Battle Stations, everyone!" echoed Master Hand's voice throughout the mansion. "An unidentified object just slammed into the main door. All children, please report to Crazy Hand."

BOOM!
"Red alert!" Master Hand was beginning to sound panicky. "Three cracks have formed in the main door to the mansion's foyer. Whatever's hitting is very strong. Get into Battle Stations, now!"

Samus nodded, powered up her Varia Suit (also called her Power Suit) , and strutted towards the mansion foyer, where her 'Battle Station' or 'Battle Position' was. The only other person with foyer duty was Ike, former leader of the Greil Mercenaries. He and Samus had never really talked, but Samus had a great admiration for his feats. His personality, from what she'd heard of him, was far less admirable, however. She'd heard that he was arrogant, which was evident in the way he gloated every time he won. He was said to be just as greedy as Wario, but in a far more subtle way. He seemed to have a heart of ice, caring about no one at the mansion. Whenever anyone would invite him to join them, he'd just sneer. As a result, only one person in the entire mansion even tried to be his friend: Marth.

"I wonder what it is?" Samus asked, too nervous at the moment to snub Ike.

"Who knows?" he replied. "Well, it'll have to get past my sword and your gun. You support long range, while I go in for the kill."

She nodded. However horrible of a person he might've been, there was no denying that he was a brilliant strategist.

"All we have to do is wait," mumbled Samus.

"How soon do you think something will happen?"

As if to answer his question, a sudden, piercing scream rang out through the mansion.

"I recognize that scream. It's-" Ike began.

"Pit!" Samus finished in horror. The two took one look at one another before they broke into a run form the general direction that the scream had come from. Samus was pretty sure that it was coming from Pit's station, the living room. Remembering what the Chozo had taught her, she closed her eyes and let her instincts guide her as she and Ike ran through the corridors towards the living room. On the way, she almost bumped into Lyn, who was talking to Marth urgently.

"I can still wield a blade, Marth!" Lyn cried angrily.

"Lyn, I don't want you to get hurt! You're angry enough as it is. Your decision-making might be a little clouded!" Marth replied sullenly.

Samus paid no more attention to their conversation as she ran through more corridors, until finally getting to the living room. She was horrified by what she saw.

A massive skeletal hand had entered. It was easily as large as Master Hand, but where Master Hand had the decency to wear a glove, every white bone and every sharp, talon-like nail was visible. It also had an unusually long arm; almost twice as long as the hand itself.

But that wasn't what was concerning Samus. What was concerning her was that it was holding Pit in a vice-like grip.

And he wasn't moving.